Hi everyone, Brax here! Hope you’re ready for this one—I sure enjoyed every second of it. Thanks so much for all your messages and comments, Let’s dive in!

Waking up this morning was pure pleasure. The sweet feeling of my prostate still pulsing from the night before had me groaning in delight. My cock dribbled all night long, soft and content in its cage. I’m really starting to enjoy these prostate orgasms—there’s nothing quite like it. The aftershocks lasted well into the morning, though my cock still aches for attention. The memory of last night... the way Addy handled me with her new toy. At first, it was uncomfortable, but once I settled in, her new cock sent me to the edge of oblivion. I can’t help but want more.

Addison stirred beside me, rolling over and backing her ass up into me. I rolled over, spooning her, my arm naturally coming up to rest on her breast. I gently squeezed and massaged, and she started grinding against me, her head turning to look at me with that look—playful, teasing. She reached down between us, grabbing my caged cock, giving it a squeeze that made my balls throb. I could feel her grin as she held me there, her fingers giving my balls a little more pressure, reminding me who was in control.

Her body language said it all. She wanted me. So I slipped down between her legs, eager to give her the start to the day she deserved. My tongue traced the edges of her pussy, my lips working in tandem, kissing and licking, while her moans intensified. Her hand wrapped around the back of my head, pulling me in deeper, and I could feel her body tensing as I added two fingers, curling them just right to hit her g-spot. Her orgasm overtook her, her body clenching around me as I worked her over, prolonging the pleasure.

I loved every second of it—the way she dominates me while still being the one to receive. The power dynamics between us? Unreal. As I climbed back up her body, her hands pulled me in for a kiss. The taste of her on my lips made her moan, her hand slipping back down to my cage for a little more torment. She squeezed, then stopped, staring deep into my eyes with that cheeky grin. “Thanks,” she whispered before sliding out of bed, leaving me aching, frustrated, and turned on.

Over coffee, she teased me relentlessly about how satisfied she was and how glad she was that I'd be dripping in my cage all day. She made sure to remind me about yesterday—the gym, the lingerie shop, her little games. The way she had me on edge, the way the cashier looked at me when Addy took her sweet time. Every word had me straining in my cage, desperate for some relief.

I was zoning out, lost in thought, when Addy caught me staring at her. "Why are you staring?" I asked, confused. She just smiled. "I love you," she said, going back to her laptop to write her recap. Moments like these are what keep me going, what make me want to please her more and more every day.

Suddenly, that mischievous look appeared on her face, the kind that always gets my heart racing. “Can you bring me the toy and the suction cup attachment?” she asked, still typing on her laptop like it was no big deal. I swallowed hard, trying to hide my excitement. “Which one?” I asked, hopeful. She barely looked up. “Just the small one.”

I thought maybe she was going to put on a show for me. No harness though, what the hell is she getting at?. As I brought the toy back, she didn’t even glance my way until I was standing there, waiting. Then she grinned wider. “It’s not for me,” she said, gesturing to the floor. My heart nearly stopped. She wanted me to use it. Right there. In front of her.

I hesitated for a second, but Addy’s stare was unwavering. She wasn’t asking. I knelt down, feeling the weight of her gaze as I suctioned the toy to the floor. I lubed it up, slowly lowering myself onto it. The toy wasn’t so bad.after last night this one was easy, What really got me, though, was her. She never took her eyes off me. Every move I made, she watched, biting her lip, eyes fixed on my caged cock swinging with each thrust.

I could barely focus with her staring like that, enjoying it way too much. Her grin never left her face. She knelt down, teasing my balls just when I thought I couldn’t keep going, giving me that little push. But then her alarm went off.

“Damn, I really thought you’d make yourself cum in those 15 minutes,” she teased, laughing as I stared at her in disbelief. Fifteen minutes? She had set a timer? My mind was spinning, but all she did was give me a wicked grin and lick the precum off my cage. “Don’t worry, I’ll let you finish later,” before slapping my ass and sending me off to shower.leaving me aching and frustrated.

In the shower, the pressure on my balls was unbearable. The cage was tight, and my prostate still pulsed from the night before, adding to the tension. I stood there, cock bulging against the unforgiving bars, when Addy peeked in with a playful smile. “A little uncomfortable, honey?” she asked. I nodded, desperate for relief, hoping she’d show me some mercy.

She stepped into the shower, not bothering to remove her clothes. Water drenched her as she walked toward me, flashing that little heart-shaped key that hung between her breasts. My heart pounded. She made unlocking me feel like a grand gesture, her power over me so evident in the way she slowly reached down and slid the lock off. The cage popped open, and instantly my cock sprang free, throbbing, aching, dripping with precum.

Addy looked at it with a gleam in her eyes, knowing exactly how much control she had over me. Her lips hovered over the tip of my cock, teasing me, before she finally wrapped them around it. She sucked softly, letting her tongue play with the precum dribbling out, but just as I felt the pleasure rising, she pulled away. A wicked grin spread across her face as she left me there, cock twitching and dripping, wanting so much more.

I barely had time to process before she grabbed me, pulling me out of the shower, her wet clothes clinging to her skin, accentuating every curve. She was relentless, pushing me back onto the bed, removing her clothes before joining me–her mouth claiming mine in a deep, needy kiss. Her soaked body pressed against me, and I could feel the heat radiating between us. Her hands roamed, teasing, demanding, as she positioned herself on top of me.

She hesitated for just a second, looking down at me with those sultry, confident eyes, biting her lip. Then, without another word, she slid down onto my cock, taking me in completely. The feeling of her warmth surrounding me, her wet skin sticking to mine, sent electric waves of pleasure through my body. I moaned, my hands instinctively grabbing her hips, but she was in control.

She rode me slowly at first, her hips moving in deliberate, sensual circles. Each time she came down on me, I could feel her squeezing me, milking me, drawing every bit of pleasure she could. Her moans grew louder, her body grinding against mine as her movements became more urgent, more demanding. My hands found their home on her ass as I tried to control the pace, but could feel my orgasm building, the tension in my body reaching its breaking point.

I tried to hold out, but it was impossible. The way she rode me, her sweet moans in my ear, the way she owned me, was too much. My release hit me like a tidal wave, and I groaned, filling her as I came hard, my body trembling beneath her. But she didn’t stop. She kept grinding, riding out the last waves of my orgasm, smiling as she watched me fall apart beneath her. But, of course, she wasn’t done.

Addy leaned down, her lips brushing against my ear as she whispered, “I need to cum too.” Her tone was playful, but the desire in her voice was undeniable. Before I could respond, she climbed up my body, planting her soaking wet pussy right on my face. The taste of her, mixed with me, was intoxicating. I couldn’t get enough.

I licked her like my life depended on it, my tongue working over her clit, my lips sucking and teasing until her moans filled the room. Her hips rocked against my face, her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me deeper into her. The sounds she made drove me insane, the way she demanded pleasure turning me on more than anything else.

Her orgasm built quickly, her body tensing as she rode my tongue, her moans getting louder and more desperate. I knew she was close, and I pushed her over the edge, sucking and licking until her whole body shook with the force of her release. She came hard, grinding against my face as I held her thighs, feeling her pulse around my tongue.

By the time she was satisfied, I was hard again. My cock ached, standing proud and ready for more. But Addy, being Addy, wasn’t going to let me off that easy. She slid down my body, giving my cock a teasing stroke and sucked the tip before reaching for the cage. With a smirk, she locked me back up, the familiar click of the lock echoing in the room.

I groaned in frustration, but deep down, I loved it. The frustration, her intensity and the way she kept me begging for more even after I was done. She kissed me deeply, passionately, her body still trembling from the pleasure I’d just given her.

“Later,” she whispered, pulling away and leaving me throbbing in my cage, desperate for another chance. But for now, I was content—locked, denied, and completely hers.

As we were settling in for the night, wrapped up in the warmth of each other, Addy turned to me with that cheeky smile of hers. She shifted slightly, her hand resting on my chest as she looked me in the eyes, teasing yet sweet. “Don’t expect the same treatment tomorrow,” she said, her tone playful but with that familiar edge of control. “We’ve been pretty shit at this Locktober stuff.”

I chuckled, unable to help myself. "I think we’re doing it perfectly,” I replied, grinning back at her. We both laughed softly, sharing that easy, intimate connection that’s grown stronger with every day of this journey.

As she nestled closer to me, I felt that sense of calm that comes from knowing we’re exactly where we’re meant to be—me locked up, and her in control. The teasing, the games, the closeness—it all made sense to us.