Particles

My life partner is back in a cock cage and has gone where he has never been before. In the past there was a resistance to my desires for a sissy wife in the house.  I looked outside for that fun - and I have had many sissy bois over the years. Now I have one at home and I could not be happier.

Slowly I am taking him down my own rabbit hole, complete with twists and turns. As I do, he shares more of what lights him up inside and I find places to push and pull him closer to my desires. It is a spiritual and physical dance I most enjoy. When I see him in a sub thrall it is quite thrilling.

 He has become my new work of art in this journey. I have always adored his body, his eyes, his smell. We are a bonded pair, our love is deep and abides where no one can touch it. When we invite others in to share with us it only increases the depth of the experience.

Shy, introverted and the object of my affections - You will always be The One. 

Its been a long while since I visited here.  My female sub is so wonderful. We've had some great adventures and play in real life I would never have thought possible.  My husband is as always my best friend and my best submissive.  

We started this year working on getting healthier. Things are moving along in the right direction for all 3 of us. 

Some of the good I can say came from here, from this place.  Being able to read, ask questions and seek answers from like minded souls has been like finding that Golden Ticket. Unexpected and fabulous.

So I am dipping my toes back in here as we approach summer.  Who knows what adventures await us. I am ready!

She is new to me, to us.

I love her tiny neck, her tiny feet, her bright eyes and especially her willingness to surrender to me.

Sexually I am a predator of willing victims.

But.

This one.

There is a connection.

Goes beyond the sex.

She has blown off my doors and thrown open all of my windows.

I want to devour her whole.

So fucking fortunate if it only lasts one more day - and feeling so greedy.

Do not want this to end.

I want to collar her in the worst way.  Make her MINE.

My early Valentine. How did I get so fucking lucky?

The ruined orgasm has become one of my favorite things to do with my love. 

He confesses he is sexually excited. His tiny penis is begging for a release. 

I laugh.

I tease him.

Then I lay on the bed for him to service me.

Good boy.

2 Os for me.

Then I tease him some more.

And some more.

He gets hard, he is close to coming...

I make short little strokes. I've practiced this.

Then hold. 

He cries.

The cum leaks slowly from the head.

Ruined.

Yes!

I know his heart and his mind are racing.  He is on his way to meet another woman.

She is lively and fun and wants to try being a Top with a man.

She also longs to serve me.

I've given them permission to play together. 

What he doesn't know is how happy I am to see him this way. 

Every day age advances and takes its bite.  He is younger today. He is taking back some of those bites.

When they return, they will both be mine.

Finding The Cage has been a pleasant surprise.

In the past I have found on-line places like this to be less than desireable for many reasons.

Here there are people of substance and good character who are thoughtful and honest. So refreshing.

And women. Women who are open about their observations, desires, needs and ideas. 

As a woman who is a sexual sadist I wondered: Was I just this weird oddball rolling about the edge of life's petri dish? Turns out, no. 

I am married to my best friend.  It just doesn't get better than that. Oh wait. It did. Because as it turns out our sexual desires are like bookends.  And we are still learning about one another and ourselves. Growth continues.

This is one of my favorite photos of my love. He is kneeling, having been flogged and tortured to take another man's cock deep in his throat. His service to my desires fills my heart to near exploding. He truely is the object of my desires.