So my latest record broken is the length of time I’ve been caged. The old record was 96 days and now it is 120 days.  One day recently, my Queen asked me what day I was at, and after checking I said 119 days.  “hmmm,” she mused…  “Tomorrow night you’ll take it off!”  So  my new record is now 120 days.  I was out of my cage for a few days and it was a weird feeling.  Sleeping, going to the washroom–just plain living is different without the cage.  In many ways it just doesn’t feel right anymore to be without it.  I no longer masturbate–unless my Queen has told me to, so that is a pleasure I don’t indulge in.  If you go back the ten years of so that we’ve practiced male chastity, I used to masturbate at least daily.  There were many days when I would masturbate more than once.  Who knew that I would stop?  lol  I still love sex, but my entire focus is on pleasing my Queen.  On occasion she wants to see me cum.  Then she feeds me my mess.  These acts turn her on so I will always cum when she demands it.  In fact she caused me to have an orgasm a few days ago on February 1st.  After which, she scooped up my mess and made me lick it from her hand.  Prior to that, my previous orgasm had been on November 2nd, a full 92 days earlier.

But let’s back up a bit.  It’s winter and cold here.  My outfit for wear around the house–as long as my son isn’t around–is an apron!  If I’m cold, I am allowed to wear a t-shirt as well.  My Queen thought I should be able to wear something for the really cold days.  So we checked out Etsy, Amazon, Shein etc.  In the end we purchased a few things.  One of them was a body stocking designed for males.  It’s a very sheer design that is surprisingly warm and has a penis sheath incorporated into it.  I wore it for the first time on the first.

My new body stocking under my apron.
My body stocking showing the penis sheath. This is actually how I’m supposed to kneel in front of my Queen. She wants me to lift the apron when I do so!

So I did my daily chores for her.  And we relaxed together.  I read her books often as she likes to hear my voice.  When she’s feeling frisky, I will often read erotica or a book on sexuality and the lifestyle.  Currently I’m reading Lady Sas’ book FEMDOM ACADEMY.  We will discuss things that otherwise we might not even think of.  It helps to let each of us know more about the other.  Ultimately nothing will ever happen that my Queen doesn’t want, but sometimes ideas are planted and they may bear fruit later.  Regardless, it is helping us to communicate better with each other.

Reading to my Queen helps her to begin to feel frisky.  We always also talk about the state of our relationship and how things might be improved.  But I like that she begins to feel frisky.  I’m not allowed to ask for sex–it’s a punishable offence, so a frisky Queen means things might happen and on Sunday, they did.  My Queen told me to stop reading and go into the bedroom.  I was to get certain toys/tools out and leave them on the bed.  I was then told to lie, face up and spread eagled on the bed.  My Queen came in and blindfolded me.  She then proceeded to cuff my wrists and ankles before immobilizing them.  Then she started to play with me.  I’m down to sensation as I can’t see a thing.

Tied to the bed for my Queen’s pleasure

What happened?  Well she used a crop and paddle on me.  She applied pinchy things to my nipples, scrotum and cock.  She smacked them off after they had been on a while–and anyone who’s had this done knows that is exquisite torture.  She used a feather.  To be honest I can’t remember all that she did (I am a visual learner! lol).  She did put her favourite dildo into my mouth.

The only pinchy things I can verify were these hair clips
Sucking my Queen’s cock

I was really enjoying the experience when the best thing happened.  My Queen straddled me and moved over my face!  Initially she had me stimulate her through her panties but she was horny so quickly she pulled them aside and let me lick her.  She was sopping wet and I went to town.  It was glorious!  I knew she was really turned on as she came quite quickly.  But I didn’t stop and she had another couple of orgasms before she slid down my body.  I am not sure exactly what happened but it felt like she was rubbing her pussy on Angus.  I was so turned on by this time and hadn’t been expecting this at all.  She worked feverishly and before I could help myself, I started an epic orgasm.  The stocking does have a hole at the top of the penis sheath, so all that built up come came shooting out.  My Queen collected it and brought her hand to my mouth so I could clean up my mess.  There must have been a good amount because she did this 4-5 times.

“I know you say it’s all about me,” she said, “But sometimes I just want to make it about you!”  Then “Put the cage back on!!”

So January 14th was International Male Chastity Day.  This started some years ago in the kink community.  The day is actually supposed to be the first day of International Male Chastity Month–which ends–you guessed it–on Valentine’s Day.  Near as I can figure, this was started back in 2014. When I first investigated male chastity and devices used for it, I came across this day and month in various chastity forums.  The idea seemed to be it would be a good month to try this out and by releasing the male on Valentine’s Day, the following sex would be explosive!  It is not something I have ever actually formally partaken in.  That might change this year as I’m in the midst of my longest period of consecutive days caged.  So it is entirely possible that I will still be caged on February 14th.  As you are all aware, I don’t make those decisions.

Though not me, this is how men should be this month–according to some anyways…lol

I’ve tried to find out info on Male Chastity Month without success.  When I first started to get interested in this kink, I did a lot of investigation.  I read from many many sources.  I was trying to get ideas about cages and the way they fit people.  I was looking for ways to approach my wife about it.  I was just a sponge for information.  I thought I had read about Male chastity month on the website “Chastity Mansion”, but after a visit just today, I couldn’t really find anything about it.  Some stuff dealing with  International Male Chastity Day… but nothing really about the month.

Male chastity is a growing phenomena.  More and more males are purchasing cages and self caging.  The fortunate ones have a partner (either male or female) who agree to be their key holder.  Thousands of cages are sold every month.  There are many custom cage manufacturers.  This proliferation of hardware would not happen if the kink were a rarity.  Instead it speaks to the increasing number of people indulging in this fantasy or kink.   When I first got interested, it was because I saw a metal cage in a sex shop.  It just spun my mind.  At the time, it was the first and only sex shop I had been in that had cages.  It was a large shop and only had the one type of cage.  Now, it doesn’t seem to matter which sex shop I visit–nor how large the shop is, all shops have an assortment of cages.

Fit is incredibly important when choosing a cage.  To be honest, I firmly recommend getting a custom cage.  However they are expensive and you can purchase many cheaper cages that are mass produced to get an idea as to how sizing works.  These cheaper cages allow you to try different materials as well as different dimensions.  Cages are made from metals, plastics, resin and silicone.  They come in cage styles with lots of holes thus allowing easier hygiene maintenance or tube style.  Tube style cages must be removed for cleaning every day or at most every other day.  Currently I’ve been in my cage for 114 days without it’s removal once.  I have no issues maintaining my hygiene with my cage.  I have tried a few tube style cages in the past.  They begin to smell very quickly.  For that reason alone I didn’t like them.

So Happy International Male Chastity Month everyone!  If you are a caged male, enjoy the month.  If you have only thought about it, go on Amazon–they have so many cages, you could have one in a couple of days and begin to try it out.  Perhaps you’ll be a convert!  More importantly, perhaps your wife will be a convert!

Happy New Year everyone–this is directed to the 2-3 people who will read this… lol  It has been a busy holiday season and just now life is returning to normal.  I’ve gained a pile of weight over the last 6 months –largely due to the move and my stopping my plan.  As of this week though, I am back on my plan so the weight should evaporate over the next few months.  I still workout 5-6 times a week as does my Queen.

Much happened in 2025.  We were remarried in a Femdom ceremony and went to Hedonism for our honeymoon.  We decided to move and spent a large portion of the year packing, selling, buying, moving, and unpacking.  We got fed up with my wife’s gynecologist who we caught in a couple of lies and finally were able to see someone else about my wife’s inability to be penetrated.  Earlier this week we saw this doctor again at the hospital and he examined my wife very closely to figure out exactly what he needed to do to help solve her problem.  The good news is that he believes he can eliminate the problem and that post surgery, recovery should only take about 8 weeks.  Now we’re not sure when the surgery will happen, but it shouldn’t be too long now.  So with any luck at all, penetration should be back on the table by the summer.  Of course I only penetrate my Queen if she desires, but as it’s been years since she could handle any penetration, I expect she’ll go a bit wild initially.  I’ll be working hard to avoid orgasms that aren’t permitted.

We’ve played a little in the last little while.  But as I’m now at 104 days consecutively caged, I don’t always even bother to undress–unless my Queen wants me to.  btw, this 104 days is a record for me.  So everyday it will increase by one until my Queen decides she wants to play with her uncaged toy!  The last orgasms of 2025 happened on Dec. 29th.  On that occasion, my Queen had 3 very satisfying orgasms.

My Queen's beautiful pussy post orgasm
After our last play session, my Queen’s pussy was plump with engorgement.

Orgasm totals for 2025 were a bit disappointing.  Especially as we started the year so well.  However life got in the way.  With the move we were so busy and exhausted.  There was also a lot of stress.  And while stress doesn’t stop my libido, it isn’t my libido that matters.  My Queen needed to feel frisky and stress is not something that helps her get in the mood.  So our orgasm totals for 2025 were:  My Queen had 135 orgasms while I had 9 full orgasms and 2 ruined.  That’s a pretty good year for me, but not the best for my Queen.  I should point out that my Queen likes to see me orgasm–and then likes to make me clean up my mess.  So I might go a pile of days and then she’ll have me cum 2-3 times over a week or so.  So my last orgasm was a caged orgasm 68 days ago.

 

I have a friend who is suffering the end of a long marriage.  Over the years, I have known several good friends who went through divorce.  I myself separated and divorced a little over 20 years ago.  To be honest, I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy.  It really is an unpleasant time.  I never imagined that I would go through divorce.  So as my marriage deteriorated and that potential approached reality, I was distraught.  I loved my first wife and did everything in my power to keep us together.  But as a therapist told me, it takes two to marry, but only one to cause divorce.  My first wife had fallen in love with someone she worked closely with.  So I had to make the best of it.  We did manage to do a separation agreement using the same lawyer, so it was less painful than many I know have gone through.  But it still wasn’t pleasant!

I had been out of the dating pool for a long time.  Technology and dating had changed.  So I started by using a website.  As a man, I found I was outnumbered by women.  I actually dated several women over the year and a half after our split.  Then one day I received a message from my Queen.  We spoke by messaging for a little bit, but relatively soon, we exchanged phone numbers and started to converse.  In fact we spoke every night for about a week–for hours.  I’d speak with my Queen until 3 or 4 in the morning and then I’d sleep for a couple of hours before I got up for work.  Things were going swimmingly, so we arranged to meet at a restaurant/bar about halfway between our homes.  It was about a 40 minute drive.  We met at 8:00 and sat down and eventually ordered a snack and drinks.  The place closed at 2:00 am, and we were the last out the door.  We then went and sat in her car until a little past 4:00 am.

To say we got on famously would be an understatement!  I arrived home went to bed for about an hour before getting up and going to work.  I told a good friend that I’d found the girl I was going to marry.  It took seven years, but we did tie the knot.  Over time, we have had our ups and downs.  I won’t comment on the downs, but there were some serious things that happened (again things that I wouldn’t wish on anyone)–still we had each other’s back.  We’ve had difficult conversations.  I was determined to be honest and forthcoming with my needs and wants.  Whenever I was going to broach a difficult topic, I would get nervous and worry about how she might take it.  However I didn’t want a relationship like I had with my first wife.  I wanted something better, so I would broach the topic.  She never looked at me with horror or told me I was sick.  Sexually, we discussed everything and she was open to virtually everything I spoke about.  I told her I wanted her to pee on me–and drink it too!  She gave it a try and pretty quickly got over her pee shyness.  I saw a cock cage in a sex shop and on my own investigated it.  I brought it up and after a discussion she was game to try it.  She was ok, dominating me, but it was something we did on odd weekends or when we went away.  I believe it was in 2018 that I broached being in an FLR.  We discussed this and determined how it would work and started that.  It wasn’t working as well as it could, but I found Ms. Rika’s books and we eventually read them together.  This was a turning point for us.  We revamped our relationship which made it much better for my Queen.  Eventually I proposed we renew our vows in a femdom wedding.  This would be where I committed to being her slave and she my owner.  She accepted the proposal–and I began to look for venues in Vegas.  I wanted it to be real and so did she.  Earlier this year we had our ceremony–as can be seen in other posts.

So I’m living my best life with my beautiful Queen.  Things have changed dramatically for me.  I’m seldom without something to do. lol  And I need to ask permission to do things other husbands might do without a thought.  But that’s ok.  Making her happy makes me happy.  Pleasing her pleases me and pleasing her sexually is the greatest.

So to all who are going through the turmoil of breakup, I’m here to say there is life after divorce and breakup!  Don’t lose heart or stop living.  Put yourselves in a position to meet people.  If you’re into kink, find munches to attend.  This will allow you to meet other kinky people.  At some point you will meet the right person for you–your person!

I’d like to wish everyone a wonderful, happy and healthy holiday season.  As I celebrate Christmas, I’ll add Merry Christmas to those of you who also do the same.  That being said, if you celebrate something else, Hannukah, or Kwanza, my heartiest greetings and best wishes for you too!

It has been a hectic year.  So much has happened.  We started the year in an FLR, and then travelled to Vegas to undergo a femdom ceremony where I remarried my Queen and pledged to be her slave.  She in turn pledged to be my owner.  It was a special day and has had an epic effect on our lives.  Afterwards we had a wonderful honeymoon at Hedonism in Jamaica… these events have been chronicled earlier in this blog.  We then decided to move and that has been the better part of this year.  Packing , moving and unpacking has been a level of busy I don’t want to go through again.  Currently my son and I are working on an outdoor construction project that really should have been done before the snow… however, we are hoping to finish it sometime in the next week.  So at some point over the holidays, I’m hoping to be able to rest and relax a little–although that will depend on my Queen! lol

Today marks 79 continuous days caged.  I’ve done L’October, No Nut November, and am now well into Deny December.  When my Queen found out we were approaching our previous record of 96 continuous days caged, she hinted that we might be setting a new record.  So perhaps I’ll remain caged into January…  Honestly I have no idea when I might be released.

Long time readers will know how difficult penetration has been for my Queen since her hysterectomy.  We recently saw a specialist who will see my Queen for a more thorough examination in early January.  He believes he knows what the problem is and is optimistic that he can fix the issue.  This second visit in January is going to be more invasive, but hopefully should answer his questions about how to go about fixing things.  Then we hope to get on the surgical list ASAP.  My Queen misses penetration–far more than me.  So with luck we’ll be able to screw like rabbits sometime in the next 6 months…lol  This wouldn’t change the frequency of my orgasms, but would improve my Queen’s sex life.  Until the surgery and recovery period is over, I’m bound to remain pussy free.  I might even remain caged for that period of time.

The last orgasm I had was surprising.  We do continue to have sex when my Queen wishes and 43 days ago, she decided to sit on my face. While I was pleasuring her, she played with Angus in his cage.  I was surprised at how good it felt.  She had several orgasms and then really went to town on Angus.  I struggled to stop her, but she continued until I had a caged orgasm.  She indicated that if I could orgasm while caged, there really wasn’t any reason to remove the cage then…  As per her rules, she scooped up my ejaculate and fed it to me with her fingers.