CBT, or indeed any other form of cock control doesn’t happen in our relationship. As many of you can probably tell from past posts on the dynamics of our relationship and there’s even a clue in my name, I’m very much the submissive in this relationship.
Doing anything to hurt Sir, even if it’s what he wanted, is something that I would run a mile from. Worship his cock, yes, torture it or cage it, absolutely not.
Even seeing images of other people, clearly enjoying this style of play makes me wince. Whenever I see a beautiful cock trapped in a cage I fight the urge to shout Free Willy!! Now I’m not saying I don’t appreciate good images or hearing about other people kinks, I really do, I just know from my body’s reaction it isn’t something for me.
Although, that doesn’t stop me being a little bit evil. There have been times when I’m searching for needleplay images and stumbled across images of needles inserted into cocks or balls. I just can’t resist showing Sir without warning him to see him immediately clamp a protective pair of hands over his own as he winces. I know, I really am my own worst enemy, he always gets his revenge somehow!
That last statement just goes to show there is definitely no cock controlling happening in this house, we are all about him controlling me!