Hi everyone, hope your locktober is going well! Here is day 11 of our locktober journey, enjoy!

Waking up this morning, I felt like I was floating on air. The memories of the last day & night before were still fresh in my mind—Addison coming home and dominating me so intensely, both emotionally and physically. The raw passion and love between us led to a second, fiery moment of intimacy this week. After nearly a month of being denied entry to her sweet, wet pussy, the release had been euphoric. The build-up made every second of that connection sweeter, more intense. My body felt spent, but my heart was full.

Rolling over, I found Addison still asleep beside me. Her face was calm, her chest rising and falling gently with each breath. As I gazed at her, her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine with the most loving, content stare. She sighed softly, a smile creeping onto her lips. She reached out, cupping my face with one hand, her thumb lightly grazing my cheek. "I love you so much," she whispered, her voice cracking slightly with emotion.

My heart swelled. “I Love you too” i said and returned her smile, leaning into her touch. But then, her smile shifted, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "How much?" she teased, her voice playful as she spread her legs beneath the covers, inviting me without a single word.

I didn’t need to be asked twice. I disappeared under the blanket, my cock stirring to life, straining against the walls of my resin cage as I positioned myself between her thighs. Wrapping my arms around her hips, I reached up, cupping her breasts as I pressed my mouth to her pussy. The taste of her flooded my senses, and I devoured her with everything I had. The passion from the previous days fueled me as I worked her, my tongue and lips dancing across her most sensitive spots, savoring every moan that escaped her lips. My cage throbbed with every tremble of her body until I felt her shudder in climax.

As she came down from her high, she pulled me out from beneath the covers, kissing me deeply. I could feel her hand slipping down, her fingers brushing against my cage, teasing my balls, and swirling the precum that had gathered at the tip of my caged cock. She smiled, wicked and teasing. "We really should be getting back on track for Locktober," she said, giving me one last kiss before slipping out of bed. "We've broken the rules enough."

She was right, of course. We had gone off-plan. But that’s the beauty of us—we play this game by our own rules. The goal is the buildup, the anticipation. It’s not about strict adherence to any plan; it’s about the tension, the push and pull, and what comes next.

"Catch!" Addison’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts as I walked out of the ensuite after my shower. A deep red, frilly thong smacked me in the face. "You're wearing this today," she said with a grin. "I want a nice view while I do my recap this morning."

I couldn’t help but laugh as I slipped into the thong, the fabric tight against my skin, reminding me of the game we were still playing. She made herself a coffee, sitting down at her laptop in nothing but her own matching red thong, her perfect body teasing me as she got to work. Occasionally, she’d glance at me, her eyes gleaming with lust, a playful smirk on her lips, but I wasn’t allowed to get close. I busied myself with chores, my body aching for her, but I knew better than to ask for anything.

Throughout the day, she would pull me in for a quick face ride, her confidence clearly back in full force as she ground against me, taking what she wanted. But by the time she was done writing, she was raw and emotional again, torn between her desire for me and her role as my keyholder.

The rest of the day was pure, sweet torture. Addison’s dominance was subtler than usual, but relentless all the same. She would walk by, swaying her hips, making sure I saw every inch of her perfect body. Her ass, her legs, her smooth skin—all on display as she went about her day. A teasing stroke of my cage here, a playful slap of my ass there. I wasn’t allowed to touch her at all, only to watch and want. It was brutal, but I loved it.

By the time evening came, her teasing had reached its peak. She was dripping with confidence, her body responding to her own teasing as much as mine. When we finally got into bed, she slipped under the covers, her hand wandering to my cage, her mouth following. She licked my balls, sucked on the parts of my cock that peeked through the gaps in the resin, driving me wild with every little touch.

Taking a break from teasing my tightly confined package, she seductively looks up at me and says "You can make me cum as many times as you can in the next 20 minutes," she whispered, her breath hot against my skin. "But you stay locked." My heart raced. "Can I have more time?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

“No,” she said, her voice smooth with teasing, her eyes locking with mine as a mischievous smile curled on her lips. “Twenty is more than enough.”

The timer began to tick, and I didn’t hesitate. My lips descended back between her thighs, eager to taste her again, eager to lose myself in her pleasure. My tongue moved with purpose, each stroke sending her shivers of ecstasy through her body. Her moans became louder, her hands tangling in my hair as I flicked and teased every sensitive spot I knew so well. She was coming undone, again and again, waves of pleasure crashing over her as I devoured her with an intensity that felt primal.

I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to. My heart raced, my body hungry to give her more, to feel her unravel beneath me. Quickly, I reached for her favorite strap-on, securing it in place looking over to see her phone for the timer, only to find it face down revealing nothing. The sight of her flushed skin and quivering legs drove me wild. With a deep breath, I thrust inside her, every inch of me filled with the need to worship her, to please her in the way only I could.

Her body arched against mine, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper as her fingers clung to my back, nails digging in just enough to sting. She gasped, head falling back, lost in the rhythm of our bodies moving together—her moans, a sweet melody that spurred me on. I thrust harder, each motion deliberate, driving her to the edge, wanting nothing more than to feel her pulse and quake around me–My cock still throbbing in the fate she had decided.

The timer went off, the beeping cutting through the sounds of our pleasure, but she didn’t stop. With one swift motion, her hand found the snooze button, and her eyes met mine again—this time darker, filled with lust and silent commands. Without a word, her thrusts back into me told me to keep going, to take her higher. To push her further.

I obeyed, thrusting harder, deeper, my hands gripping her hips as I brought her back to the brink. She was breathless, gasping, her body trembling as she rode wave after wave of pure pleasure. The connection between us was electric, every movement, every kiss, charged with desire and love. My name fell from her lips in a whisper that sent a shiver down my spine, and I knew she was close—so close. I pushed her over the edge one last time, feeling her body tighten and tremble as she gave in to the climax that consumed her.

When it was finally over, her body collapsed beneath mine, completely spent. She was trembling, her skin flushed and slick with sweat, her chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. I leaned down, pressing my lips to hers, gentle and tender, savoring the softness of her kiss. She smiled up at me right as the snoozed alarm went off, her voice soft, almost a whisper. “Just in time.” she said with a smile growing on her face–knowing full well she broke her own rule.

I watched as she slowly slid out from under me, her legs wobbly, her body glistening, her pussy still dripping with the evidence of what we had just shared. I went in for a touch. She stood beside the bed, her eyes sparkling as she looked at me with a teasing grin. “Your time’s up,” she said playfully, leaning in for one last, lingering kiss before pulling back, a wicked gleam in her eyes. “You couldn’t just look, could you?” finally slapping my hand away after enjoying the touch for a few seconds.

I grinned, my heart still pounding, my body still buzzing with the intensity of it all. “You’re so cruel.” “You love it,” she shot back, her voice sultry, as she winked and disappeared into the bathroom for a shower. I think she loves it more–leaving me breathless and aching for more, as always.

I lay there, my body exhausted but my mind racing. She had taken me to heaven and back for her pleasure, and I knew tomorrow would be hell all over again. But that was the game, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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