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I opted to create a fresh discussion instead of expanding the old one, because our current path feels slightly distinct. My wife recently permitted…
I opted to create a fresh discussion instead of expanding the old one, because our current path feels slightly distinct. My wife recently permitted erections and has realized she likes managing when and how they happen. She’s begun enjoying playing with them while we are intimate. Last week, as she was fondling my cock, her fingernail dug in painfully. I instinctively grabbed it to protect myself. Unaware that she had caused the pain, she assumed I was just trying to play with it herself. She corrected me, asserting that it belonged to her for playing. She looked somewhat surprised by how firm her tone was, but we both understood it came from a place of long-held feeling finally bursting out. Last night, since we’d both had hectic days and hadn’t showered yet, I invited my wife into the bathroom with me. My cage was still on as I cleaned up, so she could see my locked cock clearly. This gave me the chance to bring up her remark from last week. I asked if she wanted me to remove her device and wash it off. She giggled in agreement. Then I asked whether she enjoyed thinking of my cock as a toy reserved solely for her amusement. It was, according to her. I admitted that I found it amusing too. So, I proposed making it officially hers, which she accepted. We kept showering, engaging in some playful moments along the way before drying off and getting out. While drying my cage myself, she instructed me to leave her toy unlocked because she wanted us to cuddle in bed together so she could feel me stiffening up. She added that I should lock it again tomorrow morning to prevent anyone else from touching what is hers. I waited for her in the bedroom while she dried her hair. When she entered, wearing a nightgown which I love both seeing and feeling against my skin, she climbed into bed and asked me to hold her close. As I felt her beautiful body beneath the soft fabric, I started getting hard again. She reached back, stroked my cock, noting how pleasant it was, then gently wrapped her hand around it as she fell asleep. It has been a delightful time, and I must admit this shift toward her being more assertive is enjoyable. Although I have kept myself chaste for her sake, demanding a bit more in return makes the experience feel fresher.