Some of you may be curious about how my unlocking went. So it’s time for me to write up my weekend.
Friday was especially hard on me. Definitely the hardest day so far. The next day could not possibly come soon enough, and I even got off work early, extending the time SarianaX had to tease me. It wasn’t easy by a long shot.
Near the end of the day I mentioned that I should shower early the next day so I was clean and ready for her whenever she was. She suggested I shower that night instead. That definitely put the idea in my head that she might try to unlock me after midnight, but it also crossed my mind that me cleaning up was a good idea if she planned one more night of extreme teasing, so I tried to put that hope out of my mind.
Once bedtime rolled around, which was right around midnight, she began to play, teasing me with a frustrating 69 (she knows this is the easiest way to make me come) and plenty of tongue action. And then I felt and heard the sounds of metal on metal and realized she was placing the key in my lock. My heart practically stopped and the room went silent. I feared she was merely teasing again and didn’t want to push it.
But within moments the lock was off and she was beginning to disassemble the cage. And boy was that difficult considering how hard I was. It probably took five minutes and a lot of saliva to remove it without doing too much damage (although as we later learned, it was too late for that).
Once it was off she began to lavish my extremely erect cock with oral attention, admitting as she went that that wasn’t originally part of her plan, but she couldn’t help it. The moment she had my head in her mouth I began to sense pending trouble. It felt far too good, and if she didn’t stop she could end up with an unintended mouthful. Luckily she did stop and I took my opportunity to begin the final test.
I got on top, got myself ready, and began my first thrust into her very ready pussy. Within moments I was overwhelmed with mental anguish. Besides some minor pain from the abrasions the cage (and possibly its removal) had created, I was hit with one far more serious sensation: extreme, overwhelming physical pleasure. I “knew” instantly that I was sunk, and the fear of going right back into the cage was harsh. Within five or six pumps I was stopping and pulling out to calm down because I was too close. I’ve never been that sensitive in my life, and all my prior fears had still assumed I’d have better stamina than this. This was bad. I was just glad she let me be on top so I could control it.
I pushed back in and attempted to power through. I managed to work down a bit from the previous high and get a better rhythm and movement going that was less overwhelming and began to feel some hope. But every time I felt hope it was only a few seconds before my orgasm began to build and I had to back off. From my initial fear of a straight-on result 4 (coming hard, before she did) I shifted back to my original fear of result 1 (a ruined orgasm before she got off) as I had to constantly stop and hold still or pull out, each time sensing myself one pussy contraction or pump away from my cock releasing its load unceremoniously.
And yet, I kept going. I knew I had to aim for the top three options now, as all at least ensured I was trying for her orgasm and my freedom. If I was going to fail and go down with result 1, it would at least mean I gave it everything I had. And the effort began to pay off. I could feel her breathing and rhythm changing, and I knew I was nearly there. I used every mental trick I had to stave off my own, hoping at least to end with result 2 (coming with her and trading my prize for no more cage), and she began to come.
As I warned, her orgasms usually lead to mine, as we’re incredibly synchronized this way. And knowing how badly she wanted to at least break me this way, I could feel her moving and squeezing my cock harder than normal in order to try to ensure this result. And yet, amazingly, and against all odds I managed the superhuman feat of holding out through her entire orgasm without coming.
My excitement was only matched by her disappointment. She had wanted to force my orgasm with hers as her optimal result. And I can’t blame her. It would have been one hell of an ending (she’s assured me next time she plans to build it into the rules somehow). But instead I managed to claim my prize.
After I built myself back up, I got her on her knees and my cock on her tongue, and pumped the biggest load of cum I’ve ever shot across it. The first shot I couldn’t see as it escaped into the deepest recesses of her mouth. The second one filled her mouth completely and instantly, and the rest beautifully coated and overflowed her tongue. I couldn’t ask for a better sex partner as she readily accepted each shot of cum onto her tongue and all over her tits and legs without complaint, and then licked me clean once I was spent. This woman might just be perfect.
So that’s how it ended. With a complete win on my part. For the sake of the story and my readers, I imagine a loss would have been more entertaining. Had I been doing this for you, I probably would have thrown it just for the great story of my mental anguish, massive ruined orgasm, and the visual of me being right back in my cage with nothing but a few moments of a pleasure-free gigantic cum spurt to speak of. Maybe next time. Or the time after. I suspect this time (it’s only our second time with the cage) she was mostly rooting for me (option 2 was her favorite, which was still a partial victory for me). I may not be so lucky in the future.
I do need a new cage, though. This one did FAR too much damage to me. While I set my healing back twice more this weekend after the unlocking because of my desperate need for more of her tight pussy, I’m now off sex and masturbation for a few days (it’s almost a virtual re-caging) in order to heal from the notable cracks along my shaft and the general new layer of skin that I’ve needed over the whole body. I may try one of the silicone devices next to see if it’s more gentle on my skin. I’d rather not end each extended lockdown with one day of sex and a week of healing.