Fair Exchange in the Bedroom

For ten months we’ve been living as MCs. Recently she told me she wants to be more creative in bed but worries that work and life are causing our sex life to slip away. We came up with a straightforward solution: a rule requiring her to do something sexual, erotic, or sensual every four days, even if it only takes minutes. If she misses the mark, we play a game on the fifth day to decide what happens next. We picked Bingo. I created a numbered list of tasks for us—things I want from her and things she wants from me. The rules also define rewards for whoever wins if no specific item is drawn before the card ends with “Bingo”. Several items require my cage off so she can act as KH, modifying our dynamic however she likes while keeping me caged. One task involves me eating her out until she’s on the verge of cumming. I won that challenge a few weeks ago. She reached the edge multiple times before we continued with our evening routine. For the next couple of days she was extremely horny and admitted she finally grasped why I enjoy chastity, T&D, and orgasm denial so much.

Last night, Bingo landed on list items 1 and 20: a twenty-minute blowjob. She added her own task for me: to eat her until she nearly cums again. I went first this time, bringing her close to the edge repeatedly. One moment was especially tight; she actually “tapped out,” similar to how MMA fighters signal surrender when they’ve had enough. I pushed just a little further and stopped right as the orgasm began building. She moaned and writhed for at least sixty seconds, looking hornier than ever before. Then it became my turn. As she rolled over onto her hands and knees, locking eyes with me, she said, “This would be a perfect time to have a lover start fucking me,” and proceeded to give me the most intense blowjob I can recall. Her arousal never wavered throughout. If she had let up even slightly, I might have ejaculated heavily, but the intensity was too high for that. The moment those twenty minutes expired, she looked at me, patted my stomach, and declared, “Okay, back in the cage.” Putting my CB6000 back on proved quite difficult. She chuckled several times watching my struggle. Once I was secured again, she produced her vibrator and invited me to watch. She enjoyed a strong release and mentioned that next time, she wants me to finish her off orally.

When we went to bed, my horniness led me to share her pillow; I just couldn’t get close enough to her. Upon waking, I was still there with the most painfully hard morning wood in recent memory inside the cage.

I really appreciate that she now better understands this dynamic from my perspective since she has experienced female orgasm denial herself. It’s something I see becoming a regular part of our sex life moving forward.

I feel like one of the luckiest guys on earth right now.

Apologies for the lengthy post, but I wanted to share it. My wife never truly understood why I loved MC and orgasm denial until we denied her as well.