Female led relationships discussion

Towards the end of September, I discussed ‘lock-tober’ with her. She responded, “I’m sorry, I thought I was the one making the rules”. Since I am caged most of the time anyway, it didn’t matter much; we took a road trip to celebrate our 10th anniversary. We visited several cities and I remained unlocked throughout the entire journey. It was truly enjoyable, and we had sex multiple times each day. Upon returning last Sunday, I was still out of the cage. However, old habits crept back in, and I allowed myself some self-pleasure on a few occasions.

Yesterday afternoon, she declared that “fun time is over. Back into the cage and hand me the key.” I obeyed immediately, mixed her a cocktail, and waited for her in our small theater room. She descended wearing an absolutely stunning outfit. A couple of years ago, I had purchased her some Italian boots which she paired with panties, a tank top, and a leather motorcycle jacket. While my wife is always beautiful to me, seeing her dressed like this drives me wild. She handed me a blue pill. Usually, that signals no uncaging because she knows how tough it is for me. After some time passed, she turned on a show she wanted to watch and positioned me on all fours right in front of her. She had never used me as a footstool before, but that was exactly what she intended. For nearly an hour, I stayed in that posture. Occasionally, she would crop me…I could never quite predict when.

Eventually, she brought out the wand and said, “Stay down there. You know I don’t really need you for this.” Once she finished, she had me take her to dinner. At this stage, I was completely captivated by her; all I wanted was to touch her again. She knew my feelings well and remarked, ‘I hope you’re enjoying the cage. It looks like it’s going to be a while.’ I asked if I would get out for my birthday later that week. “Fuck no,” she replied. “You were out for a week and came plenty of times. I’ll let you know when, but don’t expect me to release you anytime soon.”

We got home, and she had me go down on her while using a slim vibe simultaneously. She exploded with pleasure and then fell into a deep sleep quickly—something she really loves.

Aside from sharing this titillating story, what I keep realizing is that neither of us particularly enjoys the ‘schedule’. It’s much more fun not knowing exactly what will happen for me, and for her, I believe it makes her feel more in control. What surprised me was how rapidly I slipped back into my submissive role after just a week of freedom and many orgasms. Before, it used to take me longer to readjust. Now, I sit here in my office, waiting for her to wake up and hoping she’ll ask me to serve her however she wishes. I feel incredibly lucky.

That sounds wonderful; enjoy the moments while they last.