[tongue+groove] From vanilla to spumoni

[Tongue+groove]

It’s like a homecoming. Nothing against CM and the folks over there but wow it’s good to be back. So good I almost came in my cage.

I was so desperate that I started keeping a personal journal offline. Hopefully in due time I will share it.

Life is good at home where you’re comfortable.

[Tongue+groove]

Last Monday when I tried to log on here and couldn’t I got desperate. So I started thinking’s why not continue my journey offline. I feel it’s been better for mr to discuss my feelings wether any one reads or not. I do enjoy the feedback from others, it can be quite encouraging. So here’s Monday mornings post.

She took control

Last Sunday night when she came to bed only wearing her bath towel. I was almost asleep, it had been another long day working on a neighbors barn.

She comes in close like she’s going to kiss me and says. Lights , music and no bed protection. Getting up to retrieve a bed pad she says, and you haven’t locked back up yet, what’s going on.

Me. To be perfectly honest I needed to know you expected it. So I was waiting on you to tell me to.
Her: in the morning, for now I need you to put him to work.

Crawling in next to her she says.

This is how this is going to happen. You’re going to treat me. You will get to play at the door and maybe put a little in. You will not get to fullly enter me and you will most definitely not cum. You’ll get your chance tomorrow. Hmmm, I might change my mind and let you cum a little dribble out side of me but not on me or in me.

Me. I thought I was getting a cum.

Her. Oh that was Tuesday and it didn’t work out, sorry you missed that. And you need to preserve your strength for tomorrow, I don’t want you climbing on barns feeling tired and weak.

I nearly died at that statement. And I still wonder about cuming tomorrow. It seems her ideas of me cumming are different than mine. Perspective!?

Going down on her she went wild. A few o’s later and she let me put him in about a third of the way. Then she said that was enough and pushed me back down for more. So I’m doing my thing her clit is as hard as I’ve ever felt it and she start yelling “fuck me with your tongue, fuck my c*nt with your tongue”. Over and over again.

When she talks like that it’s going to be a wet and wild ride. And it was she soaked me good. I was allowed back inside but couldn’t hold back on depth and penetrated all the way in.

Her. You naughty boy I told you not all the way. Be gentle it’s been awhile and I’m feeling really tight and you’re such a big man.

Why I didn’t explode at that I’m not sure. Then her legs started quivering. This was it the big one. She pushed me off and wouldn’t let me touch her. Legs trembling, back arched, eyes rolled back in her head and her whole body trembling out of control. I had the privilege of lying there watching. I didn’t think it would end. A woman’s orgasm is just pure beauty.

When she got her breathing back I said welcome back I hope you enjoyed your ride. As she got up to clean up she says out of breath,”my god I love your cock”

That statement made me proud and it made me want to cum so bad, but I knew it wasn’t allowed. Not allowed what a strange oddity that is.

After she cleaned up she came to tuck me in. I still had the hardest erection ever. She saw it, felt it and examined it and says. Well, that’s not getting locked anytime soon. I guess you’ll just have to sleep with it and lockup in the morning.

Then she grabbed both nips and started twisting sending me into a neo. Afterwards she used just a finger tip to tease some pre cum out which she made me taste. When she was done she gave it a slap then left me for sleep.

I must have slept hard throughout the night. When I woke it wasn’t typical morning wood it was a dripping chubby.

[Tongue+groove]

Just another journey log from the full disk era:

Lessons learned.

Being out for a week has taught me a few things.

What I thought was penis shrinking was really just a mild atrophy. Being out for a week allowed for a few morning woods . This in return really resulted in a lot of stretching and swelling. She seemed to appreciate this enlargement back to my normal size.

Speaking of morning wood. I appreciate that more now than before. I have read where morning wood is important for penile health. Those who have experienced longer lockups may have a different view.

As for being locked again. Yes I want it and ultimately I think I need it. In the past it’s really been me initiating it with her inspection and approval. There have been times, usually after a play session where she tells me to lockup. What I need is for her to take that kind of control as a general lifestyle thing. Instead of her expecting me to lockup I need her to make me lockup, if that makes sense.

Last night a storm woke us. I spooned her afterwards and was so horny. My cock was erect and buried against her ass. I thought I was going to have an uncontrollable cum. The cage would’ve been frustrating but more enjoyable under the circumstances.

[Chosen_Jackal]

I’ve struggled a bit with morning woof myself these last few days. I struggle to see it as healthy, but it might be the cage that makes me think this way

I also look forward to when Red becomes even more demanding and strict about locking up after playtime. She’s told me she wants that herself, but she’s still in the extremely busy time of year for her. Summer looks promising though!

[Tongue+groove]

This is an entry I made after being renubbed after being out for the week of storm recovery.

First 24 hours.

The first several hours I was pretty snug. I debated on stepping up in cage size and working my way down. It seems that after being out for a week mr. Wanky wasn’t so eager to squeeze back in. To think that at one point in time I had become so accustomed to the nub that on occasion there was room to spare.

This morning there was no morning wood. That was a bit of a surprise. I’m not complaining just surprised. With her permission this evening I will remove, clean and inspect to avoid any setbacks.

In the meantime I think I’m close to selecting a 2cm metal one from ternence. I struggle with hinged rings. I’m considering using an epoxy like jb weld to make it semisolid. Just not sure if I want that continually next to my skin.

I do miss my old stubby nub but I have to agree with her that it was starting to acquire an odor. It seemed the more you scrubbed the worse it got. I will have to do something different for summer time. The current nub ring is good in cold weather but is a few mm’s big for summer.

It’s good to be home in the nub.

[Tongue+groove]

My final offline entry.

It was her decision.

Seeing me naked this morning she asked when I planned to relock. I told her when she told me to. She started examining mr. Wanky closely.

Her: it appears he needs some lotion. Is he healthy and safe otherwise?
Me:yes
Her: are you in a position to be able to safely wear a cage while doing storm recovery.
Me: now that I’m not climbing on barns I think so.
Her: then I want him locked (with a smirk) I feel safer when he’s locked.
Me: Then I will get to it.
Her: and as much as I like how cute the tiny plastic one is, I don’t care for the smell. So be sure and go metal.
Me: yes ma’am. And now that hopefully things are starting to slow down I will get more serious about a metal one smaller than the nub.
Her: I would like that.


So I’m back in my metal nub. It feels heavy and I know it’s there keeping me reminded that she wants this as much as I do. Wow, it was her choice and she wants it downsized.

Life is good in a cage. Even better when she requires it.

[waki86]

As men we think a nice big penis is what a woman wants.
But when it comes to chastity cages, the smaller the more attractive they find it.
And miraculously a small cage is also much more comfortable to wear and also gives a hotter feeling.
It is not a punishment if the cage gets smaller and smaller,
but rather an extra reward.
It looks cute and the balls come into their own better.
And we all want them to find it beautiful and exciting, right?

[Tongue+groove]

. It looks cute and the balls come into their own better.
And we all want them to find it beautiful and exciting, right?

No argument here. She has told me these words almost verbatim. She says my natural endowment can be painful, it’s cute when contained in its smallest device, and she admires my balls more anyway. She says her position is similar to mine when I go to a bull sale. I look at the frame on the animal and the size of his balls.

Thanks for the feedback. It’s always appreciated.

[Tongue+groove]

In the words of Gomer Pyle, “surprise, surprise, surprise “

She snuck into my shower last night and nearly gave me a heart attack. I was only wearing the ring as it was cleaning time. She started scolding me for taking the liberty to unlock. She said it was her responsibility regardless of how busy she was.

With that she started stroking me with soapy hands. I’m not a fan of soap but I wasn’t going to complain. It was a bit of a shock to my system as I was so unprepared mentally and cumfusion set in causing me to have a standing neo. I do not recommend these in the shower as we both nearly fell. We’re to old for that.

Drying off I collapsed on the bed. When she came in and saw me in a fetal position she says, “awe look at you. Didn’t you enjoy your shower?” I just moaned. “What do you need ?” Moan, “that sounded like, finish me. Do you need me to finish you?” I moaned and she laughed.

Bringing me some oil she actually bought me for stroking off years ago.

Her: here, remember this stuff. You can use it to jerk off. My hands hurt so I’m not touching you anymore.

Pouring some oil on my raging cock I was in shock she was letting me jerk off. This is only the third time in about a year. Then her demeanor got worse. She had my narrow back scratcher and used it to wack me across the front of both thighs.

Her: now stroke it for me(wack)!

Where did this come from? The wacks were everywhere, it was dark I couldn’t see them coming. The bottoms of my feet, my nipples, my thighs.

Her: come on stroke for me! (Wack) quit playing with the head, take long strokes and feel the whole thing(wack) hurry up and cum, supper is ready and I’m hungry! (wack) now see what you’ve done. I told you that you would bring out a monster in me. (Whack, wack, wack). Now hurry up and cum!

Being forced to masturbate at her pace left no room for savoring the pleasure. Instead I felt like a savage animal or a young boy who just learned what this was and couldn’t get enough.

Her again: I thought you liked jacking off(wack) aren’t you having fun? (More wacks)

It didn’t seem like it would end. I would be enjoying stroking, then a wack and my mind would change focus to the pleasure of pain. It was the worst case of cumfusion ever. Then it got worse. I was just about to the point of no return and wack across my balls.

Holy shit that hurt and my load receded back inside me. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought she would strike my balls with a type of ouchie stick. It was exhilaratingly painful. And the continuing commands to cum be supper was waiting.

Repeated wacks to the balls and finally I unloaded. It was a weak cum, but it was a cum.

Her: wow, wasn’t that fun. 30 days and you finally got to cum. Maybe in another 30 days I’ll let you cum in me.

Me: so now your keeping track? That’s only 12 a year.

Her: I know, and just look at how rewarding it was for you. I’m confident you can be held to 12 for the year. Now clean up I’m hungry.

With out saying a word and keeping my thoughts to myself I pondered. Yes this was exciting and unexpected but the stroking and the cum were not satisfying. I still needed to have a cum I could savor in. I may have even been more horny afterwards. And since when is she satisfied by not having cock on a regular basis?

I m not sure where this is going. I’ve been told my next guaranteed sex would be our anniversary near the end of May. Nearly 8 weeks away. Will there be another surprise in 4 weeks? Hopefully the surprise isn’t something like “not now, you can wait.”


So much to digest. The suspense makes for a good life.

[Chosen_Jackal]

For the love of god man! Red reads these journals, and now I’m afraid she’ll get ideas!