KnotTied

Yesterday, 12th.
She decided that my cock was going to end up in spikes for the day ... so that is, of course, exactly what happened!

Yesterday, 11th.
Set 2 of 2.
Finally allowed to let my poor cock out of the vicious grip of this horrible cage.
The photos show how long the spiked grub screws are that were digging into my poor flesh behind the glans. Between them and the urethral tube there is very little room.

Yesterday, 11th.
Set 1 of 2 of yesterday's photos.
"I'm actually a bit bored with the long tube now," she mused, "and I'm sure you're missing your favourite device, so I'll let you adorn the worm with that today I think, if you ask really, really nicely!"

I'd like to know the answer to that question, too!

Yesterday, 10th.
"Take a guess," she ordered, "on what's going to adorn the worm today!"
"The tube again?" I ventured, carefully.
"Quite correct!" she replied. "You're getting good at this! And I can see the worm is getting very used to cuddling it all day long, too, isn't it?"

My wife seems to, too, at the moment.

Yesterday, 9th.
"We'll continue with the worm's training in the long tube today," she announced. "I'm sure you'll agree it's the right thing to do and it'll do it good. So I think it's time for you to beg now to train it again, isn't it?"

Yesterday, 8th.
I still wasn't feeling very well, but my wife decided that apparently I looked well enough to get more practice in with the long tube, to build up my tolerance to it ready to be able to "wear" it overnight.

Three days ago: 5th.
"I have decided that I'd like the worm trained up so it can accommodate and enjoy the long tube for long periods of time, including probably overnight. So let's work towards that goal again today, shall we?"
I have been unwell hence no posts for two days.

I'm sure you'd all love to see it. I wouldn't!

If she does it'll be very unfair and contrary to (her own) rules as I don't believe I've done anything wrong to deserve it. Unless he has something stored up from way back I have forgotten about...

Yesterday, 4th.
"Just ten days to Valentine's Day..." she announced, "when I'm sure we can do something special for the worm!"
"In the meantime," she said, "let's let the worm have the pleasure of the long tube again today."

Yes, it's a bit of an ugly tool. But that doesn't seem to bother her. She's more interested in its efficacy than how pretty it may or may not be!

That cage really is brutal. Makes the long tube insert look like a walk in the park. It's the screw-in spikes that make it such a killer.

Yesterday, 3rd.
"I'm feeling generous towards the worm so I reckon we can revert to your favourite today. Tell me, what device would that be?"
I know what reply I should give to avoid potential punishment: "The spiked cage you so kindly gave me for Christmas two years ago."

I'm painfully aware of that fact. And also made rather nervous by her indicating that she wants me to get more and more used to it for prolonged periods of time.

In my opinion it's not even close to being the worst device she has in her armoury.

Yesterday, Monday 2nd.
"Since the worm didn't get to enjoy being impaled all day yesterday because of our visitors, let's give it another go today, shall we, but make a proper job of it this time?"
Photos from the beginning and mid way through the day...

Thankfully my wife did NOT say that yesterday!

Well you think it does, clearly! Fortunately it's not down to you ... not that my wife is that much kinder.

No, what it really needs is someone to be kind-hearted to it for a change!

Yesterday, Sunday 1st February.
We were expecting visitors for dinner which meant I knew she's release my cock for that. But that didn't mean that she made it easy or comfortable for me all the time I was cooking, cleaning, and preparing the meal.

Yes, the combination of a glans ring and a urethral insert certainly makes its presence felt.

It seems your cock fits very easily in that cage?

Yesterday, 31st January.
Last day of the month, and still some time to go before my cum "window" when I *might* get to cum.
She chose the spikes for my poor cock to suffer in. And more silly underwear!

Yesterday, Friday 30th.
Removal of the spiked cage after many hours...

Yesterday, Friday 30th.
"I know you missed having the joy of the spiked cage yesterday," she mused, thoughtfully, "but don't worry too much ... because we can make up for that loss today and you can pop it back on the worm if you like?"

Someone else!

They would. With the screws all the way in there is very little room inside even for my cock when it's flaccid. When it gets hard the spikes dig in very hard (and painfully) indeed.

I'm just agreeing with you! How can that not be entirely charitable?