I’ve got two anniversaries coming up. At the end of this month, Tripp and I will have been married for 7 years. At the end of next month, I’ll have been permanently locked for 2 years. Both have something in common; I wish I had done them sooner. Tripp and I wanted to get marriedContinue reading “Anniversaries”
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Little by little
Coming home from work today, I did my usual routine. I always wash my hands (again), wipe down my wallet and keys, take my scrubs off and then take a shower before I hug or kiss Tripp. It’s sad that it’s routine now, but it’s kept us safe so far. I can’t avoid contact withContinue reading “Little by little”
Accidental Milestones
Huh: Just noticed it’s been 100 days since my last orgasm. For those of you who have read this little blog, denial has long been a goal for me and a tug of war with Tripp. For me, that constant simmering of desire, want, and need that exists when I’m not allowed release is, usually,Continue reading “Accidental Milestones”
Talk dirty to me
Tripp doesn’t talk much during sex, which is ironic because he talks a lot otherwise. He’s very extroverted and talks to everyone. He talks to strangers at the store or a restaurant (back when we could go to such places). He talks so much I have learned to listen (sort of) while doing other things.Continue reading “Talk dirty to me”
You Could Swim in That
In the beginning, Tripp was impressed by how many times I could come in a day. It was not unusual for us to have sex two or three times per day, and my very reliable cock would rise to the occasion with startling rapidity. I could fuck him, get soft in his ass, then getContinue reading “You Could Swim in That”
Locked for Life
For most of my adult life, my dick (like most guys) was the center of my sexual universe. As a Top, I was very focused on my dick, using my dick, and having my dick pleased. I could be a very selfish top, which the boys I played with generally wanted. I tended to lookContinue reading “Locked for Life”
The Pandemic Dominance
Tripp and I have been dancing around truly becoming a D/s couple with me as the s. We’ve been slowly heading there over the last year, but things have moved quickly the last few weeks, and I have little doubt that the fact we are in lock down has played a major role. If there’sContinue reading “The Pandemic Dominance”
He called me boy
Last night was another date night. I dressed for dinner in my full body harness, vest, leather pants, and boots. Tripp put my steel collar on me. We had a lovely dinner. I like dressing for Tripp. I feel sexy and I like it when he locks the heavy collar around my neck. Plus, inContinue reading “He called me boy”
Cock v Cage
I woke up with an epic hard on. The cage pushing, ball crushing kind where my cock is desperately trying to reach its maximum size. The irresistible force of my cock meeting the immovable object of my cage. The base ring biting hard into me, squeezing tight and keeping me hard as a rock, myContinue reading “Cock v Cage”
Waxing Poetic
I’ve been getting a Manzilian every month (until this month when the Governor closed all “non-essential” business). This involves removing all the hair on my pubes, cock, balls, and ass with wax (I didn’t care about the ass so much, but it’s included and Sir likes it). When I was first caged, it became quicklyContinue reading “Waxing Poetic”
