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It’s been more than a year since I first got the idea to see just how long I could keep my husband in his cage. Actually, it hit exactly one year around Christmas. He is wearing his device twenty-four hours a day now and handling it really well. I had promised him some relief during that holiday season, but somehow that never came about. Instead, I would tease him occasionally, edging him or sliding the sounding rod down for no other reason than amusement. I’ve acquired a new electric toy which is wonderful; it truly gets him hard. It feels like such a pity to lock it away again so soon, yet I do, and the click of the padlock still does something special for me—it always brings a smile to my face. lol.gif So I told him that because he had been such a good boy, I would definitely give him a birthday surprise. His actual birthday was last Tuesday. He left knowing he wouldn’t be back until around six in the evening. For his return, I dressed up nicely: a beautiful long latex dress with matching stockings and corset. My makeup was perfect, my hair teased high, and I waited for him to come home. During the day, I sent him some texts and photos of me playing, just to tease him as you do…lol, reminding him that I hadn’t forgotten his big surprise. I told him it might be exactly what he has wanted for a year but always been denied… Just wait and see. When he arrived home, I unlocked him and sent him to shower. I gave him a large kiss with lipstick on my lips; Officer Dribble stood at attention immediately. I stroked his shaft with my long red nails, teased the tip, and slowly pushed my longest nail down into his wee hole, whispering “Later my love, Later.” I watched from outside while he showered so we wouldn’t have another repeat of that previous shower incident, then helped him dry off. I put on his clear CB 6000 for him; after he got dressed, we enjoyed a lovely dinner I had prepared earlier. We sat opposite one another at the table. He was delightful, complimenting my hair and makeup constantly and telling me how much he loves me and would do anything for me, bless his heart. Meanwhile, I kept gently pressing my six-inch heel into his crotch with a smile. After dinner and a couple of bottles of wine, I stood up, walked around to him, and kissed him again—longly and passionately—with lipstick on the tongs. This was another thing he had been denied; usually, he is only allowed a peck on my cheek. Then I told him to be upstairs in ten minutes. I removed my latex dress and lay down on the bed. He came in, and I took off his CB6000 again—Officer Dribble stood up once more. I wrapped my fingers around it, lowered my head towards him, and heard him sigh. At that moment, I looked up and said, “That will come later…” I turned onto all fours and asked him to make love to me just like he used to… He knelt behind me, slowly pushed inside, and then began thrusting gently. I must admit, it felt wonderful for me too, and I almost gave in to my plan right there. But NO! After a few strokes, I pulled away and shouted SURPRISE!!! And that is all you are getting! lol.gif I pinched the end of Officer Dribble until it shrank down completely, then placed him back into his small metal cage and clicked the padlock shut. I told him to finish me off with his tongue since I was still quite excited. He did so without hesitation; my goodness, it felt great. Afterward, he asked why? I said just to remind you, my love, of what you are missing now that thing between your legs is practically useless to me. He asked if we would ever do that again? “Probably not,” I replied… lol.gif biggrin.gif biggrin.gif biggrin.gif I walked away biting my lip and laughing… smile.gif lol.gif