A New Chapter Unfolds

On the last day of September I tied hubby up for an extended teasing session, bringing him right to the edge then giving him ten or fifteen minutes to cool down before repeating the process. It was a lovely way to spend the evening, and by the end of it hubby was desperate for an orgasm. Doubly so since he knew that afterwards the cage was going on for an entire month. I hadn't decided ahead of time whether I was going to let him cum or not. He had already had an orgasm earlier that month, but since he wasn't going to have even so much as an edging during October, it didn't seem out of line to permit him a little extra pleasure. He begging was very convincing. But in the end I decided that a bonus orgasm, if any, should happen after Locktober, not before. Thus he was left desperate and unsatisfied as I secured him back in his chastity device for a month of wicked fun.

That was a little over a week ago. He's been locked the entire time, without so much as an erection. I'll probably let. him out for some maintenance in the next day or two, but it will be strictly supervised, with no real chance for pleasure. Such strict lockup has definitely fed hubby's submissive streak, making him crave any sort of contact. He starts my day with a full body massage, is at the ready to help me when I bathe, and brushes my hair before bed. None of these things are that unusual on their own, but doing them all, unprompted, and every day, is something new.

Every day we also have what I like to call "worship time", where hubby focuses on one part of my body for an extended period of time. His favorite, which he always requests, is pussy worship. I admit, it does feel wonderful and invariably leads to an orgasm. But I like variety, so I frequently say no and redirect him to another body part.

Foot worship, aside from being very relaxing, is quite a power trip. I love seeing hubby kneeling at my feet, gently massaging and kissing my toes, remaining down there for as long as I wish.

Ass worship is that times a hundred. I don't think hubby hates it, but he doesn't love it either. It's definitely something he's doing for me, which makes me feel completely in control. I don't ask for it all that often - usually only after hubby's been teased and denied long enough to be in a wonderfully desperate state. But that's going to be pretty much every day this month, and I plan on taking full advantage of the situation.

In fact, I'm going a little further. An experiment of sorts. After pussy or foot worship I thank hubby with some kissing, cuddling, and perhaps a few caresses. After ass worship, I indulge him with a blowjob. He's still in his cage, but his moans reveal how much he enjoys it. How much can he really feel inside the cage? I don't know. I'm sure the sensations and warmth is nice. But I suspect a bigger factor is that I pretty much stopped giving hubby regular blowjobs many years ago. I've started bringing them back, but only while hubby's caged, and the effect is electrifying. Anyway, I take my time and reward him generously after ass worship. How long will it take him to spot my pattern? Will he start asking to worship my ass? Time will tell.

I had been considering pegging hubby fairly frequently as a reward during Locktober, but one of the comments here convinced me that it is better left as something special. In fact, our anniversary is in October, which I think will be the perfect time. Until then it's just caresses and an occasional caged blowjob.

 

I never really thought about it as a "schedule", but we do wind up sticking with certain habits. During the "kid years" we made a concerted effort to get some "us time" before bed and that habit has stuck.

Many, many years ago we probably averaged being intimate twice a week. Or at least that was the theory. Things would come up, and three days turned to five or six or ten. The basic problem is that I'm terrible with things that aren't completely regular and hubby doesn't want to be pushy. So he'd make an overture and I'd say no for some reason, then he'd wait for me to make a move, but I'd lose track of time and a week would go by. Those weren't our best years. At some point we flipped it around - instead of deciding when to be intimate, every night was assumed to be "yes" unless one of us wasn't feeling up to it. Ironically, that actually made it easier to say "no". It also led to a lot more sex and before long I became addicted to a daily orgasm. So we've had that habit for years and years, and bedtime was sort of our default time.

More recently, mornings have also become a good opportunity for us to connect (empty nest, hubby working from home). During Locktober I'm taking advantage of that time by asking hubby for a massage. So I guess we do kind of have a schedule.

 

I really struggled with guilt when hubby and I first started experimenting with orgasm denial. Getting more comfortable with it took time and ample reassurance from hubby. Be patient!

Also, there's no "right" duration, other than what's working for both of you. I suspect that for many couples there's a tendency for durations to increase over time due to acclimation and/or age. But that's not a requirement. If days works best for you, enjoy it. And don't let anyone make you feel like it isn't "enough".

 

Locktober has come to an end. It has been an interesting ride with several ups and downs, but I don't think we'll repeat it next year. The biggest challenge is that since hubby has basically been locked for the last 6 months, there really isn't anything special about it any more. So raised the stakes a little by making it strict lock up, only letting him out for occasional hygiene/maintenance. Thirty one days without edges, without strokes, without even an erection.

The impact on hubby was obvious, and though he started off strong I think he started to resent the arrangement after a couple weeks. I liked how intensely he worshipped me, but I hated that I could not really reciprocate. I missed stroking him, feeling him get close to the edge, and his groans when I suddenly stop. In short, I missed our normal routine.

But there were high points as well, such as our anniversary. Throughout the month my teasing mostly consisted of fondling hubby's caged cock. For our anniversary I brought out the big guns, or more specifically my strap-on. I've pegged hubby before, but that night was something special. It was slow, intense, and intimate. I loved how my movements brought him such obvious pleasure. It made me feel incredibly close and connected. There were a few moments when he was tantalizingly close to an orgasm, but alas it remained just out of reach. Afterwards he said it had been one of the most incredible experiences, and I could only agree.

That last week of Locktober felt the longest, but finally it was over and I could reward hubby properly. I had been looking forward to having hubby inside of me, but things didn't quite work out. I hadn't really accounted for a month without any stimulation. What was supposed to be just a little "warm up" ended with us both being caught off guard by his orgasm. I'm not even sure he really enjoyed it all that much... it was more like something his body just needed rather than something he wanted.

Breaking with tradition, I didn't lock him back up right away. It just didn't feel right to me. So he's spent the day unlocked and I've taken advantage of that to tease him quite a bit. It's so much simpler when all I have to do is slide my hand into his pants or sit on his lap. I don't spend that long, just a couple minutes to get him hard and worked up. By my count he's already had five erections today. Perhaps I'll leave him unlocked for a while longer, just enough to give him 31 erections. One for each day of Locktober, which appeals to my sense of fairness. After the 31st erection maybe I'll let him cum, or maybe he'll go right back to the chastity cage. I haven't decided yet.

 

The month started off strong. Hubby got to celebrate the end of Locktober with an orgasm, and then I left him unlocked for several days while I continued to tease him: 31 erections for the 31 days he spent in total lockdown. Some were quick - just a brief fondle to get him nice and hard and leaving him wanting. Some were longer, getting him right to the edge before stopping. It had been a long time since I had given him so much attention focused in so short a period, and it was wonderfully fun.

After the 31st tease, I got on all fours and gave hubby permission to cum inside me. I like being in control most of the time, but every once in a while I want to be taken. I want him to lose control. I felt his hands on my hips, then his cock slide deep inside. His thrusts were raw and primal, perfectly matched to my own cravings. The way his body slammed into mine, filling me up, felt amazing. The rest was a blur. A loud, furious, ecstatic blur that ended with both of us completely spent. I collapsed onto the bed, hubby spooned me, and I drifted off in afterglow's cozy embrace. It was absolutely wonderful.

However, I completely neglected to lock hubby into his chastity device. When I mentioned it the next morning, hubby was unenthusiastic. Though I've been enjoying keeping hubby locked all this time, I also enjoyed our old routine and would happily switch back. So I asked hubby if he was ready to quit chastity. He said he still liked it, but thought maybe he could stay unlocked for a few more days. The waffling of both wanting it and not wanting it irritated me and I glared at him until he sheepishly put on the cage.

Things were a bit bumpy after that. Less enthusiasm, less adoration, less fun. In retrospect, giving hubby two orgasms in the span of less than a week wasn't my brightest idea, and leaving him unlocked for so long was a big mistake. It took hubby a week or so to work through his sub drop and a second week for him to get back to the place I really love. But he's there now, and all is good.

I said I'd happily return to our old routine, but that's not completely true. Chastity has amplified some aspects of our relationship, and I'd hate to give that up. For example, hubby was always happy to help me bathe whenever I requested, but now I don't even have to ask. He pays attention and is always there as my eager bath assistant. I also love the sight of precum leaking from his caged cock, and teasing him while he remains locked has become one of my favorite pastimes. Our old routine was good. But our new one is definitely better, and I'm glad hubby and I are on the same page.

I just have to remain strict about hubby's orgasms. Prior to Locktober I was letting hubby have his orgasms towards the end of each month. I had tentatively thought that would be a great way to celebrate Thanksgiving and Christmas (I have a weak spot for holidays). Thanksgiving is now out of the question since hubby already had two orgasms in November. I vacillate about Christmas. That feels like an awful long wait from his early November orgasm. On the other hand his behavior so far this month hasn't made me anxious for a repeat, so maybe 7 weeks is a perfectly suitable duration. In fact, I'm a little tempted to scratch the December orgasm entirely and make him wait until we ring in the New Year. It's only one extra week, but it feels so deliciously wicked to tell hubby he's used up all of 2022's orgasms and won't get another until next year.

 

Monthly orgasms, combined with re-locking him immediately afterwards, had been working nicely. There was maybe a little drop for a few days but it wasn't very pronounced and worked itself out quickly. It seemed like the more I reasserted myself right after his orgasm, the quicker he fell back into his submissive frame of mind.

But I broke my own rules... leaving him unlocked for almost a week, giving a him a second orgasm, and even leaving him unlocked overnight after that. It was a very fun week, but I don't plan on doing anything like that again any time soon.