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2026-09-05T10:17:21.000Z #1
This morning was a struggle. My wife and I were nestled together in bed, close up, when she grabbed her phone to browse the forums she likes. I hadn’t finished my cuddling session with her yet. Even though I’m wearing the cage, I still craved that intimate contact and snuggling time. It took effort not to tell her to put the device away and hold me instead. I let it pass because I knew she was ready to get up, even if I wasn’t for long. For years, I was the one with things needing attention who couldn’t spare the time to stay in bed. Now that I’m caged, being still is all on my mind. After a while, when she has her own tasks, it’s me who isn’t quite finished yet.