I have never cheated on my husband and will never want to cheat on him. The cage he wears does not prevent me from orgasming whenever I want to, either with the help of his mouth or with the vibrator in front of him watching helplessly. And, believe me, cousin, it's a powerful aphrodisiac, watching a man who can't cum while you enjoy in front of his eyes... even better, if he's handcuffed, ha, ha!
But I have no desire for other men. I don't want the diseases, I don't want the emotional baggage, I don't want the subterfuge, the lies, the nonsense.
As you may have heard, I am pregnant! Yay! The father is... my husband, of course, because I have never made love to any other man. Never.
I must admit that we were very lucky. The gynecologist had told me about couples who try for months and years to have a child, I got pregnant after the first two or three times... and I can say this for sure because, in the first year of marriage, I think I allowed him to penetrate my vagina precisely two or three times, not more.
Ha, ha!
He asked me to be strict and tight, but perhaps he did not imagine that his dreams would be realized so completely! Remember, Millie: you should always be careful what you wish for because it might also come true!
Sometimes I wonder if, in chastity cage videos, the filmmakers introduce a Bull just to film an ordinary fuck. They bring back the "husband who sacrifices penetration" casuistry to the "whore who craves penetration" casuistry: and that is not at all the label I accept on myself. No, thank you.
Always consider that we have safe words. Both he and I do. If something, anything makes him uncomfortable, he says the safe word and I interrupt.
Sometimes it is a burst of diarrhea (on vacation, it can happen, while he is tied to the bed!), sometimes it is a muscle cramp, and sometimes it is an unpleasant memory, thought, or emotion. He and I have always respected the safe words, and I think that is the most important advice of all.
For the other questions, maybe it is better if my husband answers you directly. He knows better than I do how a man feels.
Kisses, Britney.
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From: husband of Owner Britney, Queen of the Keyholders.
To: Very Honorable Cousin Millie
Dear Cousin Millie, My Owner showed me your letter and suggested that I answer some questions from a Man's point of view.
Regardless of the chastity cage, as well as the frequency of our sexual relations, we are a couple. She is the wife, I am the husband: we make decisions together on everything except sex, where she always calls the shots. But, for example, I work in a bank, and I'm head of an investment team. I listen to my wife's opinion, but based on my education and experience, I often think more about finance and big economic decisions, together with my wife, as my father and grandfather did before me. I have not surrendered my role and I do not succumb in society. I am a breadwinner and an alpha male.
At no time in my life together with Britney have I felt humiliated. I have never sucked Bull's cock disguised as a woman. I have never felt "belittled." I am aware that I have a normal penis, and now that we are expecting a baby, I also know that I am fertile. That's enough for me, competitions to see who has the longest penis I leave to the kids and the insecure.
Embarrassment, yes, I confess that a few times my wife has enjoyed the pleasure of embarrassing me in front of other women. Especially during the Honeymoon, quite often.
We celebrated Britney's bachelorette party in a very special way. After caged and cuffed me, she instigated the bridesmaids to provoke and torment me, costing me to lick anuses, pussies, and nipples of pregnant women.
I procured more orgasms myself in one night, using only my mouth, than I had cum myself in a whole year: and the next night, which theoretically would have been the wedding night, I repeated with the same bridesmaids.
One of them, Priscilla, was full-term pregnant: I licked her all over, and afterward, she said she had had more orgasms in two days than in six months because her husband had neglected her. We both made a solemn decision: Priscilla swore that she would impose as much service from her husband as well. I swore that if my wife became pregnant, I would lick her all over every day. Now in fact, Britney is pregnant, and she knows that she can demand my oral services every day (and, when she feels like it, she takes advantage of it without remorse!).
All the bridesmaids were at ease with me, and very happy. Despite the blue balls, I was happy too, although I had sacrificed my selfishness. Maybe that's the point: I like to give joy to other people. Does that make you think I am a cruel monster?
I never beg to be liberated. I consider that to be disgusting behavior. Oh, I understand that it can be fun on the level of role-playing, and if my wife orders me to do it, I do it to amuse her or to amaze the women who listen to us. But I role-play with the knowledge that she loves me and that I could interrupt it all with a simple safe word (it has happened to us before. I think it happens to everyone at some point).
Consider, dear Millie, that no chastity device is truly inescapable. With a lubricant, a man can slide the testicles out, or with pliers a man can break the lock. But I don't need it, because the spare key is in the crystal box on the top shelf of the kitchen. Of course, I cannot get to it if I am tied to the bed, however, I could reach it the next morning. If I wanted to run away I would have already run away. But I want to be with Britney forever, to obey any order in the sexual sphere, and if she orders me to lick the anus of fifteen girls to show my devotion to her, I will do it. This does not make me feel "belittled," it makes me feel "devoted" and obedient.
From the beginning, I set only two limits. That I was never involved in gay activities, and that she was never involved in sex with other men. She always swore to me that she would never desire vaginal penetration by any man, and even to conceive this child she suffered but fortunately, it took only a few attempts (very few!).
Those, however, are exclusively my limitations. I know very well that other men like to show their submission by, for example, wearing a French maid uniform. Just as a policewoman wears a uniform with trousers, a butler can also wear a uniform, and if that uniform involves a short skirt that lets his dangling testicles show, too bad!
That's the uniform, that's what she'll have to wear.
During our Chaste Honeymoon, my wife ordered me to serve tea in the garden to two women: they were fancy dressed (from heels to hats!), I was naked with a small leather apron covering only my navel, and the cage rocked back and forth with each step. It was embarrassing but also very exciting for me: and a lot of fun for the guests. And also for the passersby on the wet sand path, who saw me in this CFNM situation with their eyes above the low garden fence.
Many things happened during the Honeymoon, very different from what happens in mainstream couples. But this is us, and this is the lifestyle we have chosen that is suitable for the two of us.
Consider me at your complete disposal for any other questions that create anxiety in your young heart. And also consider as main advice, to share all these thoughts with your boyfriend Milton! Usually, these fantasies are more prevalent among males, and perhaps a millennial already knows more about them than I do. You both need to talk together.
Dean.
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From: Cousin Millie
To: Dean.
Thank you, Dean, I'd like to ask you a few more questions.
Do you suffer, or are you happy? I love my Milton deeply and I don't want him to suffer.
Like all girls, I sometimes play with his feelings, to arouse his jealousy and feel desired, but I am not one of those city sluts who use men as tissues.
My heart is only for Milton: I'm just a country girl, like a John Denver song.
May I ask you, honestly, if you feel humiliated or in pain?
I've looked up some information on the internet, but it all seems to be focused on the bullying of some bullying Dominatrix, and the suffering of poor muscle-less, spineless (and dignity-less) beta males.
Another question is this: if the goal is to make you suffer (and she enjoys your frustration), doesn't that conflict with the statement that you don't like to penetrate? Isn't this a bit like forbidding a child who dislikes all vegetables to eat spinach?
Don't be offended by my words! I'm just a girl in love who needs advice.
Signed: Mildred.
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From: husband of Owner Britney, Queen of the Keyholders.
To: Very Honorable Cousin Millie
Dear Cousin Millie, Don't worry about asking me questions, I will always be at your complete disposal for any doubts you may have.
