Beneathyoualways - A Work In Progress...(i'm A)

umm yes.

#sissyNeeds #sissyDesire

how my Wife returned from Her business trip. He fucked Her and left a mess in Her for the plane ride home. He came on Her boots and all over Her for me to lap up

Once She gets comfortable, watch out.

#FLR #cageLife

#FallVibes from Miss Emma

She loves how excited you are now that your wife is dating again. It makes it so much easier for her knowing you have accepted your place as her cuck. Hearing the doorbell, she knows it won’t be beneath you to let him in and to pour him a drink while she finishes getting ready for him. And she giggles when you do.

Truth

Each time we try something new, my thoughts are alive with curiosity and control, savoring the way each experience reshapes you, deepens your devotion, and sharpens our connection.

When I lock you in a smaller cage, I think about how it molds you, tight and unrelenting, a constant reminder of your surrender. I imagine the way it keeps you aware of your place, the way it sharpens your focus on me, making every thought circle back to your Queen. That small piece of metal is a symbol of my power, always present, always binding.

When I hand you the strap-on and watch you fit it onto yourself, my heart races—not with nervousness, but with exhilaration. There’s something intoxicating about seeing you take on this role for me, knowing that even in this act, I am still the one in control. As you move against me, the heat of your body blending with mine, I guide you with my hands, my sighs, my whispers. You’re not leading; you’re following my rhythm, my needs, my desires. The pleasure you bring me isn’t yours—it’s mine, gifted to me with every thrust, every ounce of focus you pour into making me feel utterly divine.

When I train you to please me better with your mouth, my thoughts linger on the sensual details—the way your lips press against me, the way your tongue learns the rhythm that makes me sigh. Each adjustment is another step toward perfection, another piece of you molded to serve me. It’s not just about technique; it’s about understanding me, reading me, worshiping me with every kiss, every breath, until pleasing me becomes your instinct.

And when I’m spent, when my body relaxes and my pleasure has been completely fulfilled, I glance at you. You might wonder if it’s your turn now, but the answer is clear: we are done when I am. Your role then shifts seamlessly into service. You clean up the space, prepare my bath, and ensure everything is ready for me to relax in perfect peace.

Every new experience is another thread binding us tighter together, a sensual exploration that brings you closer to the ultimate reflection of my desires. It’s not just about the physical acts—it’s about the way each one reminds you that your purpose is to amplify my pleasure, my satisfaction, and my power. And that thought, my sweet one, is as thrilling for me as it is for you.

i have been out for just over a week. i do miss it but i am tucking HEr cock and not touching it. It is different but the same. i do not dare touch Her cock unless it is to tuck it. The balls are beginning to stay up on their own inside. Another few weeks and they will begin the transformation.