Simmered Rabbit

Slow Gentle Heat for Tasty Rabbit Meat

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[simmered-rabbit]

“I just like sex better when you don’t cum”

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[simmered2020]

How long have you been married?

A long time. Many many years. We’ve known each other for decades.

I started this path in December 2013.

I wish I had started masturbation denial, orgasm control, chastity and daily submission before we got married.

We had tried pegging and chastity with inferior equipment options when we were in college.

Now I see very young men comfortable and eager to feel sexy and fuckable kept caged, and I am happy for them… and a little jealous.

I was set back by the old guard BDSM tropes and the ironically trapped by gender norms for male submission and female domination.

I’m not answering your exact question though.

[devoted-chaste]

[simmered2020]

I pleaded with her to “mix things up” and go back to “normal”. I wanted to feel like a big swinging dick, with stamina and control over my cock. I wanted to stroke and edge and glorify my own erection. I wanted to fuck and feel proud of it.

I felt trapped and wistful for earlier years when I got to feel capable with my cock. I wanted to have pride about my penis.

She told me to let go of those thoughts. Let go of my cock. Let go of dreams of getting to fuck again. She said I’d need to find another woman if I wanted that. She told me to not try to be something I’m not.

She liked me humbled and kept small. Being kept caged managed my attitude and demeanor. She loved my mind, my frustration and vulnerability.

She was turned on by the power and control. She didn’t want to give it back.

We did take a break from chastity. But our sex life practically ceased. I dulled and drained myself.

This wasn’t on purpose. It was just natural.

It’s been a good reset of expectations.

I feel sexy and desirable when I’m caged. I like the immediate feedback it gives me. Any arousal is met with a tight grip. I feel wanted and owned. Not ignored and alone. It’s comforting to be kept.

She literally told me she’d far rather fuck me, but she’d want to stuff me into my tightest cage so I could get no hint of an erection. She liked the idea of keeping in the smallest cage possible.

This is all true. And I’m getting aroused thinking of her being pleased and excited over my caged denial.

I don’t lean on words like “emasculation” and “manhood”… I love the encouragement positivity and enjoyment this caption conveys.

[simmered2020]

In 2021, I pleaded with her to “mix things up” and go back to “normal”. I wanted to feel like a big swinging dick, with stamina and control over my cock. I wanted to stroke and edge and glorify my own erection. I wanted to fuck and feel proud of it.

I felt trapped and wistful for earlier years when I got to feel capable with my cock. I wanted to have pride about my penis.

She found this unthinkable. Impossible.

She told me to let go of those thoughts. Let go of my cock. Let go of dreams of getting to fuck again. She said I’d need to find another woman if I wanted that. She told me to not try to be something I’m not.

She liked me humbled and kept small. Being kept caged managed my attitude and demeanor. She loved my mind, my frustration and vulnerability.

She was turned on by the power and control. She didn’t want to give it back.

We did take a break from chastity. But our sex life practically ceased. I dulled and drained myself.

This wasn’t on purpose. It was just natural.

It’s been a good reset of expectations.

I feel sexy and desirable when I’m caged. I like the immediate feedback it gives me. Any arousal is met with a tight grip. I feel wanted and owned. Not ignored and alone. It’s comforting to be kept.

She literally told me she’d far rather fuck me, but she’d want to stuff me into my tightest cage so I could get no hint of an erection. She liked the idea of keeping in the smallest cage possible.

This is all true. And I’m getting aroused thinking of her being pleased and excited over my caged denial.

I love her encouragement, positivity and enjoyment of my caged denial.

[simmered2020]

Of course you want to cum, and ache from denial. You’re fine as you are. You won’t burst. It’s all the same to me if you never get to spurt again. It’s not important. It’s ok. You’re not in charge.

[simmered2020]

Experts aren't entirely sure why humans evolved orgasms

Orgasms may be a uniquely human trait. Sex researchers debate why we evolved this fantastic ability

“Just because an animal ejaculates does not mean it orgasms.”

“Both are related but distinct physiological processes, and as many people already know from experience, there's a big difference.”

“For example, one 2009 study in the International Journal of Impotence Research gave a handful of healthy male volunteers a drug called silodosin, which made it so they couldn't ejaculate but still orgasm. Plenty of people also orgasm or ejaculate without one being connected to the other.”

I understand that orgasm and ejaculation are separate. But I felt I needed to spurt, not spill.

I brought my research to two urologists. They confirmed my orgasms were never necessary, and I could be kept wanting. I said I didn’t get big ejaculations, just gentle slow emissions. They said I would be fine. I said I ached from denial. But it was natural my balls were swollen from constant simmering arousal. I was deemed healthy. My wife was happy. So, it’s all ok. No need to worry or change anything. I can be kept denied. I don’t need to cum. My orgasms are not important, and it was all the same to them.

My desire was a good thing, and I was praised and encouraged.

I got a doctors note and a second opinion confirming my orgasms are unnecessary. I could be kept teased and denied. I can want - but I don’t need - to cum, indefinitely.

[chastepowerlifter]

[simmered2020]

It’s been a long break. That will be ending. I’m getting my custom cage returned to me soon

I really didn’t want this break from chastity. It wasn’t my decision.

I’ll be happy to keep it under 2 years. I’m hoping to go back to constant chastity before July 17th. 2014-2021 was seven years of 100% orgasm control. 2021-2023 will be a two year break.

She had asked me for “another 6 years” back in 2020. She pushed me to think about decades, and the rest of my life.

She told me I’d be buried in my cage, which I took as morbid, not romantic.

I lived for 12 months of enforced male chastity, without key access bound by a vow. She told me to expect near permanence. I wailed and thrashed

She preserved but I broke free because I got sad about her mistrust. It was miscommunication.

I was far happier being owned and kept.

I don’t need orgasms. I need to want them.

[malesnevercum]

[simmered2020]

My doctor gave me a warm knowing smile. She assured me I’d be fine kept, free from orgasms, and always aroused, swollen, brimful, aching and hungry to cum. I never mentioned “denial”, but it was clear my wife was in charge.

[simmered2020]

Hearing her say “did you cum already?!” with a laugh and big smile made me feel both embarrassed and vulnerable. She was happy with me, and enjoyed my “over easy” gooey mess.

[simmered2020]

Pent up from three months of orgasm denial, I ached and yearned to spurt. I had started leaking and spilling out from my cage. I said I was worried I’d burst if I didn’t get to cum. She smiled and told me I’d be fine. Of course I the urge. It was all the same to her if I was kept denied. It’s ok. I did not need to cum. Especially not if my wife was happy with my constant arousal and endless frustration.

[simmered2020]

Chastity clicked for her once I was fitted in MaleChastityNow custom stainless and secured by my PA. She blushed how much she liked me better caged “for real”

[simmered2020]

She was grateful my frustration never ended. She liked that I throbbed and strained against steel.

[simmered2020]

“You’re never penetrating me anymore, and I will never leave you alone unlocked again. I might I unlock you to play with you. Someday. I might not let you spill uncaged anymore. No. No more ruins. You get too greedy. I’d just tease you a little and lock you back in. You need to be grateful. No. I’m sorry. Just because it had been 2-1/2 years since I last let you stroke to orgasm… it doesn’t matter how long it’s been. You don’t earn anything. I’m sorry you didn’t know that would be your last time, but I’m upset that you even expected it.”

She wanted me to finally give up and give in. Let go of my penis. Forever.

[simmered2020]

Someone one here said “not everyone gets to fuck” and I’ve been calmed by that acceptance.

Those words ring in my mind.

It’s ok. Let go. Be free from others’ expectations.

Accept who you are. You don’t need to fuck. You don’t need to perform for anyone. You’re not looking to “get off”. You want to “stay on”.