CagedSteve

Interview with a Caged Male

Our guest today describes himself as "locked and owned". He is putting himself through a brainwash on Tumblr to embrace long-term denial, frustration, and - apparently - female supremacy. That last one not a goal we are necessarily seeking (equality would be just fine, thank you). Anyway it was clear we had quite a bit to talk about:

Well hello, now let's start with the age question:

A sensitive subject, but if I was female I'd be well into my menopause.

That should satisfy our lawyers, let's not make you feel any worse:

Thanks ladies. I wanted to say a huge thank you for all coming back! I've been round the track a few times and across the whole spectrum of posts, from the tasteful to the stereotypical, your content is genuinely special, precisely because it does seem that you *are* so kind and tolerant [of my habits].

We're blushing. And you're a bit of an old smoothie - we can tell - but that will not get you off from a frank discussion of those embarrassing habits:

I've always been submissively inclined (much to my own shame given the kind of school I went to and the c-suite roles I have in real life). So I've found in Tumblr a delightful vein of material that rams home how very immaterial my own release is. You tolerating my habits. Well it seems more than I deserve. And I appreciate it.

Let's go a little into your real life. Married? Partnered? Living alone in a bedsit?

My own wife is utterly beautiful, and was delightfully dominant when she wanted to be (thank God she never ran when I meekly confessed an interest in chastity). But she no longer cares for sex of any sort; a combination of a menopausal shift and her dislike of how her body has evolved with time (she can't see, somehow, the beauty of her curves the way I can).

Oh that is such a shame! We hope you are an ally to her, reassuring her of her continuing allure?

I do try to be, yes. But - well maybe you know what it can be like when your self-confidence takes a hit? No amount of reassurance will tell her. It's left us with what younger people would call a "dead bedroom".

Is that a term in use nowadays? Oh how public discourse has declined!

I rather hate the term myself. Because our bedroom is so often filled with laughter, and a huge amount of physical affection in the way of hugs... It's just sexual contact that's gone, so that where years ago our bedtime routine often focused on cunnilingus, my role's now reduced to making nocturnal cups of camomile tea.

Oh deary me. Bedroom's are lovely when filled with laughter, although timing is everything. You don't want giggles from your partner just as you undress:

No I do not! Although, well I'm locked now, and ... well I say this because I hope it adds context when I say how very (indeed, how desperately) I enjoy your posts and the delightful undercurrent of "take pleasure where you can find it" that's threaded through them.

You're definitely an old smoothie. Just a very submissive one too. Keep talking. Hands where we can see them though:

So I just wanted to say how much I appreciate that, and the encouragement towards a more respectful mindset you offer. I might be living it more fully than I'd have chosen, but your steady reinforcement certainly helps, and it's probably more comfort than I deserve given how selfish my urges can make me.

Let us unpack, if we may, those urges. Tell us about them?

I'm in chastity. Locked in a cock-cage hoping all the time my penis stays flaccid enough to avoid the bars biting into my tender prick. For men like me being in chastity is better than sex. I fantasise about going down - giving cunnilingus - to a dominant woman. To a succession of demanding, dominant women. But it will never happen, and that turns me on. I get pathetically aroused at the idea of punishment. Humiliation. I guess I've got the sex life I deserve.

For some reason our stock answer of "oh bless" just won't do. We want to give you a virtual hug, and reassure it will be ok. And that you're doing fine. Because you are, aren't you?

Yes. Thank you miss. Besides, I've almost got used to the (incomparably disappointing) taste of camomile tea. Possibly I could get used to anything.

We're smiling and so are you, so I think everyone is in a good place. Thank you for opening up like this:

Thank you again. If these witterings have any value to anyone, I'm glad. Sorry for going on so much - I'm afraid this got away from me a bit!