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Well, it’s been a while coming, but we finally have our trip booked to Vegas for our Femdom wedding.  I’ve formally proposed and given her an opal ring.  Afterwards, we will be going to Hedonism in Jamaica for a honeymoon! Plans are still evolving, but our wedding officiant is booked and discussions have been taking place.  It is likely that my wife and Queen will be waiting for me at the altar.  We have discussed clothing, but don’t know yet what she will be wearing.  I’m certain it will be sexy and I hope somewhat revealing.  However what she wears is not my decision.  I had a sexy dress picked out, but my Queen didn’t like it.  lol  I will be wearing a collar and leash.  Our officiant has a submissive and that person will lead me into the ceremony and up to my Queen.  There, I will kneel before my Queen and the officiant.  I may be naked or wearing some sort of clothing–that is still to be decided.  I will kiss her feet and possibly the feet of the officiant.  The ceremony will start.  At some point I will be caged.  When we approach the end of the ceremony, I may be asked to kiss my Queen’s ass.  Again that is still in discussion.  Our vows are also being worked on. However as we have a few months, there is no immediate rush to hurry and get them completed.

My Queen is getting much more comfortable in her dominant role.  After much discussion she has decided with my input that punishment will be a part of our dynamic.  I honestly do my best to meet her every need and fulfill all her requests. Still I am not perfect (yet), so I have been spanked  each week for my failings.  While I am glad that my Queen is calling me to task, it is an unpleasant experience.  My Queen makes the punishment hurt! lol  Sunday, She had me uncaged and reading to her.  In the book I was reading the woman was discipling her slave and my Queen decided to get our punishment session out of the way.  As I stood to get into position for my spanking, my erection bobbled around.  I took 130 smacks and Angus was no longer erect when the session was over.  lol   My Queen found that amusing.  Punishment is important to me.  It really helps me to feel submissive–to drive my submissiveness if you like!

What else has changed?  Everyday I get up before my Queen and empty the dishwasher, make her coffee and tea and do some other chores to ease her life.  When she gets up, She can come downstairs and relax with her journal and meditation while enjoying her coffee.  My Queen is a coffee lover.  I make a large cup (26oz) and use a mix of coffees every morning.  We have about 10 different coffees to choose from.  She tells me what she wants the night before.  When she is seated and before she starts her meditation, I approach her and kneel before her.  I ask her what I can do to make her day better.  She will either tell me then and there or will send me a list later in the day.  Failure to prostrate myself before her results in at least 20 smacks so I am doing my best not to forget.

The other day she was wearing a lovely dress.  As we were watching television together, she told me to kneel in front of her.  She pulled up her dress and she wasn’t wearing panties (a huge kink and turn-on for me).

My Queen’s pussy just licked to orgasm!

“I need an orgasm!” she said.  Then she grabbed my head and pulled my face to her pussy.  Who cares what was on TV??  Not me, as I was in heaven. She actually came quickly and then we went back to watching television.  I didn’t even remove my pants or cage.  It’s been 110 days since my last orgasm.  But I have so much fun giving her orgasms that it just doesn’t matter.

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While I haven’t mentioned it in quite some time, we are still planning on having an FLR (Femdom) wedding. This will be a renewal of our vows, but the difference will be that I promise to obey and my Queen promises to accept my slavery and look after me…  We have only talked about it in generalities and no firm plans are in place yet.  We know where we want to go to have the ceremony (Vegas) and I will highlight that venue in a later post.  The beauty of the venue is that the marriage is legal–that is important to me. and that with prior arrangements, almost anything goes.  So I may be nude for some or all of the ceremony.  If any of my ideas are accepted, I might kiss my Queen’s ass or drink her urine as part of the ceremony.  But that is still to be determined.  Another thing that I am hoping to see happen while we are in Vegas is for my Queen to make use of the Cowboys4Angels gigolo service.

We often fantasize about another man or couple when we have sex.  Most often it’s another man and I think it would set our new marriage parameters off in the correct direction with a clear indication that my Queen’s happiness and satisfaction is the most important thing.  I would hope I’d be allowed in the room, but that would also be up to her.  I’m not sure she will go for this to be honest.  She may be content to keep this fantasy just that.  But I’m hoping that I can convince her to explore her pleasure in this way.  If it should happen, I do hope to be allowed to take pictures.  I expect I will be caged for the event so no orgasms will be expected for me.

Why do I want this??  First I really enjoy seeing my Queen experience pleasure.  She loves variety in everything she does–but hasn’t had any variety in the bedroom since meeting me.  We do all sorts of things, but it’s always just me.  I think she would enjoy a new experience.  When we were first dating, she found a pro-Domme and for one of my birthdays, she took me to her dungeon.  The two of them then proceeded to dominate me.  It was such an amazing gift that I’d like to give it back.  It also feeds my submissiveness.  Watching her experience pleasure with another man is very exciting and also a very submissive act.  I further imagine licking her pussy as she’s being fucked–even if we hire a cowboy, this is very unlikely to happen, but then it isn’t about me is it?  I would expect the cowboy to use a condom, but I fantasize that he doesn’t and he comes in and on her.  Then she makes me clean it up.  I clean up my own messes all the time now–just have never done another man’s clean-up.  Again that act is an exciting thought of submissiveness.  So if my Queen cucks me, it feeds my desire to see her pleased and also really feeds my submissive identity.

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This is another post from my recovered files.  To this day, I think about these two people with sadness. And also with gratitude…

I’m not sure when I originally posted it, however here it is.

An Obit

This is an obituary–sort of.  Some time ago I started to follow a man.  He was a widower and lived in New Zealand–even though I didn’t know his location at the time.  He had a lack of confidence in himself sexually and was seeing a therapist to learn how to be better.  I enjoyed his posts–his honesty and his (dare I say it) innocence.  As time went on he introduced me to a neighbour.  She was also a widow and was a young 80 year old.  He told us in his charming way about how his friendship with her gradually became more than that.  We learned about her life and how she had been in a marriage without love, sex or passion.  This man awakened her.  He gave her passion and he gave her love.  He also awoke her sexuality.  They started to blog together!  Reading their posts was so much fun as they grew together and their love blossomed.  It was like reading a “feel good” movie.  Then a drop of darkness.  She started to suffer the onset of dementia.  Over time there was some good news as the dementia wasn’t as serious as they had feared.

Meanwhile they were living life large!  Each was smitten with the other.  I spoke about possibly meeting them in time–hoping that I could get to their lovely country while she was still “together”.  She told me not to wait too long.

Unfortunately I have.  The couple I’m speaking of were known on WordPress as Rex and Naomi.  Naomi had a mishap in May that seemed relatively minor.  She was in the hospital for a short time, but was released and was expected to be fine.  However she passed away shortly thereafter.  I’m grateful to Rex who let me know.  I know how heart broken he was, and he has stopped blogging.

Their story was a great love story.  I was so happy for the two of them.  They discovered each other and had a vibrant sex life despite what some people would say was advanced age!  Naomi showed me the joy of life.  In some respects she was very innocent.  In others she was wise and worldly.  She showed her wonder at experiencing passion and real love after 80 years of life.  I did have correspondence with her and found her to be a very kind woman.  She was gentle and shy.  But she was also very adventurous and willing to try almost anything.  She had a smile that lit up the space around her.  From what I know, she made others feel good.  I had hoped that she and Rex would have several years together, but alas, it was not to be.  I miss Naomi and I miss Rex.

I never met either of them in person, but I did come to know them–and felt like they were my friends.  Life is not always good.  Bad things happen.  But I wanted to say how Naomi and Rex had a positive effect on my life.  I wanted to say that I miss them.  I wanted to say how sad this news made me feel.  Rest in peace Dear Naomi.  Stay Strong Rex!

 

The above post likely was written sometime in 2016. So it is entirely possible that Rex is also no longer with us. Regardless, I still think of the both of them regularly.  Some people just stick with you over time.

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Sometimes we just have to get away.  So we booked a hotel room and travelled to a nearby city to see a play.  The beauty of this is that we leave all kids behind… Despite it being just an overnight trip, we had some high quality time together.  We left just after noon and had an early dinner at an excellent steak house.  Because we were going to be having a metal detector wanded over us and my queen wanted easy access to Angus, she removed my cage before we left. We checked into our hotel which was surprisingly nice and went to the theatre.  We enjoyed the performance before returning to the hotel where we relaxed together before going to sleep.  As I kissed my Queen good night, she decided she wanted an orgasm.  Using my mouth and a vibrator, my Queen had a lovely orgasm and we went to sleep.  In the morning, we played some more and my Queen had another three orgasms.  It was a great time and we both had a fabulous time.  No orgasms for me, but I’m content!

Regardless of who you are, it is always important to make time for each other.  These mini “vacations” help to break things up and keep life interesting and full.  I hope to regularly schedule something similar until we can actually get away for an extended period of time.

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Before I lost my last blog, I had written and published more than 200 p0sts.  I received an email the other day from someone asking questions about my cage.  All those posts I had written had disappeared when my last blog was vaporized, so it seems I should likely speak about some of the important info related to wearing a cage.  At this point in my life, I’ve been mostly caged for the past 8 years.  My cage of choice is a Mature Metal Jailbird custom cage.  I’ve worn it non stop for as many as 98 days in a row–no releases.  That 98 day mark would have been longer, but I had to see an urologist and so the cage came off just before the appointment and went back on just after.  Didn’t want to involve my doctor in my kink.  The beauty of this cage is that hygiene is easily maintained while wearing it.  I use a shaving brush to clean the cage and Angus daily in the shower.  When I do remove the cage at my Queen’s behest, I will thoroughly clean it with a tooth brush.  This regime prevents odors and maintains the comfort.  I’m getting quite adept at shaving while wearing the cage.  There is only a small area that I can’t access with the cage on and so when it is off, I tidy that area up.

I do have other cages–I suppose all men who wear cages have many of them.  lol  I’ll do another post about these cages in the near future.  However I like the weight and look of the Jailbird.  When combined with the ease of maintaining hygiene, it is a clear winner.

The fantasy of wearing a cage often suggests that once caged, a male will do anything for his key holder to get it off and be allowed an orgasm.  This is fantasy.  However as a submissive male to my Queen I long to give her pleasure and make her life easier.  For me, the wearing of the cage is a constant reminder that she is my owner and that I must keep her in the fore front of my thoughts at all times.  I genuinely get great pleasure giving her pleasure.  But I just try to make her life easier at all times.   Some males will tell you that they get hornier wearing the cage for the first week or so and that then the horniness levels drop.  Again this isn’t me.  My level of horniness continues to rise the longer I wear the cage.  That is to me, one of the attractions of the denial and subjugation to my Queen.

Angus caged in his Jailbird with the Zapper on as well

Another thing that men will speak about is the difficulty sleeping in a cage.  By now, I’ve slept more than 2000 nights with a cage on her cock.  I have no problems sleeping.  Do I attempt to erect at night?  Yes I do.  I will occasionally awake to pee and realize that Angus has filled the cage.  I actually enjoy that feeling of Angus being confined.  It again says to me that I am owned and don’t have the right of erection whenever I wish.  That is hot to me!  I have sexual dreams often and will attempt to erect during the dreams.  My sleep remains undisturbed.  I think initially, there can be an acclimatizing period though where men and men’s bodies have to learn how to deal with the cage during sleep.  I suspect that this period is quite short for most men.  Anyone I know who is caged has no real difficulties with sleep.