He can sometimes be quite sheepish.
For a man who's done all he's done, it's funny to see him having difficulty talking about anything.
I've seen him on his knees with a man at each end pumping him full of cum and he still has a problem talking to me about his sexual needs.
I realize that in normal times all we really ever discuss are my sexual needs, which we both believe is as it should be.
But when he came to me last night I knew he was troubled about something.
Sometimes it's like peeling an onion with him!
After a while we finally got to what was bothering him.
It was the cage,
Or lack thereof.
I've been reluctant to cage him again since his trips to the hospital have been preceded by scrambling to remove his cage before the ambulance arrived.
But he misses it, he tells me that none of his orgasms feel special unless he's had to earn them.
I guess I can understand that.
So Stacy and I made a little keyholder ceremony about locking him up.
We made him promise to honor and obey.
To be the best girl he could be.
To do as he was told.
And most of all to love us as much as we loved him!
He couldn't agree fast enough!
And as always he supplied me with a very appropriate picture to illustrate the occasion.
Mrs. K
