Locktober: Day 1 – A Month of Submission Begins

Locktober has finally arrived, and I’m not sure if I’m more excited or terrified. Thirty days of denial, teasing, and being completely at Addison’s mercy—it’s a thrill, but also a challenge. I’ve been here before, but each year, Addison takes it to a whole new level, finding new ways to push me to my limits. The anticipation alone is enough to make my heart race, and that’s exactly how Day 1 started—Addison waking me up in the most intense way imaginable, setting the tone for the month ahead.

From the moment she touched me, I knew this was going to be one wild ride. I had no idea how far she would take it today, but it didn’t take long for her to remind me of my place. Before I knew it, I was locked back in the cage, my freedom gone in an instant, and Addison was calling the shots.

Locktober has officially kicked off, and if Day 1 is any indication, I’m in for a month of mind games, physical challenges, and deepening submission. Here’s how it all began...

Day 1 kicked off with a surprise. Addison stirred me awake in the best way possible—grinding her warm, wet pussy against my uncaged cock. I was still hazy, not fully conscious, but as I came to, I realized I had covered her with pre-cum. She didn’t seem to mind. Oh it felt so good, i wanted to slide in for just a moment. She felt attempting, she smirked and said, “You should clean me up before you’re dealt with.”

Of course, I leaped at the chance. One of my favorite things in the world is eating her out. I love the way she tastes, the way she moves beneath me, and the way her thighs lock around my head when she’s close. This morning was no different. With my face buried between her legs, I could barely hear her through the muffling of her thighs clamping around me. After her third orgasm of the morning, she said breathlessly, “I think I’m done.”

I layed the side of my face down on he lap and gently kissed her sweet pussy as she enjoyed he blissful moment , then i feel her look down at me, here comes the part I was waiting for. “Now, it’s your turn,” she said. My heart raced. Surely, this would be the release I’d been craving after days of teasing and edging leading up to Locktober. What a perfect way to kick things off, I thought.

Addison’s lips met the tip of my throbbing cock, her soft touch making me moan. She teased me, pulling away just as I was about to explode, prolonging my agony. But then, without warning, she reached into the bedside drawer and out came my base ring for her favorite cock cage. My heart sank and my cock throbbed at the same time.

“You know what day it is, right?” she asked with that wicked glint in her eye.

I groaned, realizing what was coming. Addison slid the ring around my balls, pulling them gently through the ring with the suction of her lips and pushed my leaking cock through the top of it. She gave me one last, delicious kiss on the tip before locking me into our Resinlock nub cage. “This is going to be a fun month,” she whispered, her fingers swirling my pre-cum around the exposed head poking through the small hole in the cage. With a mischievous smile, she told me it was time to get to work.

That day at the office was pure torture. My cock pulsed inside the cage all day.. straining against the hard smooth resin surface every time I thought about that morning. The constant ache and flashbacks of Addison’s body kept me on edge, making it impossible to focus on my day.

By the time I got home, I was ready for anything. I thought maybe, just maybe, she’d let me finish what had been building up since that morning and the days before. After all, Locktober had barely begun. Surely, she’d have some mercy, right?

Oh, how wrong I was.

As we crawled into bed, I reached out to her, hoping to earn some brownie points. But she stopped me cold. “You don’t get to touch tonight,” she said with a playful smirk. My hand paused, confused but intrigued, as I noticed the solf leather straps of our strap-on hugging her hips. I reached down further, my cock twitching in its cell when I felt she already had our bosshog dildo from Mr Hankey's firmly attached.

“I want you on your stomach,” she ordered, her tone leaving no room for argument. I rolled over, eager to see what she had in store for me. She straddled my thighs, her hand landing a firm slap on my ass as she settled in.

“I’m going to fuck the cum out of you,” she whispered in my ear. My heart pounded in my chest. My cock strained, knowing it wasn’t going to get any attention tonight.

Addison started slow, her movements deliberate, teasing. But soon, she picked up the pace, thrusting harder, deeper, her strap-on brushing against my prostate with every motion. I could feel the pressure building inside me, the intensity of the cage pushing me further into the edge of madness. The way she moved, the way she owned me in that moment, had me trembling.

I tried to push back against her, needing more, craving release. Addison noticed. She reached down, wrapping her fingers around my caged cock, squeezing just as the pressure became too much to bear. I exploded, my body shaking as I came— days worth of buildup filling her hand. My body quivered, every nerve on fire as she kept thrusting, slowing down just enough to let me ride the wave of bliss.

She placed her hand over my mouth, telling me to clean up the mess I’d made. I did as she asked, obediently licking her fingers while I lay there in complete exhaustion, my body a mess of pleasure and relief.

Just when I thought I’d earned a moment’s rest, Addison turned around, lowering her dripping pussy onto my face. “That made me way too horny not to get off,” she moaned, grinding herself against my mouth. The taste of her, the way she moved, made my body stir again, even though I had just come. My swollen, aching balls pulsed and i felt the pressure building in my cage once again, as she increased intensity so did i, bringing her to orgasm again and agin, screaming in pleasure for multiple orgasms. Once she'd had her fill, she kissed me and layed her head down on my chest. My hands running all over her body.

Finally, she patted my sensitive balls, dark and swollen in the cage. “You can rest now,” she said.

But rest didn’t come easy. As soon as Addison drifted to sleep, I was left wide awake, dripping inside my cage, craving the warmth of her body again.

Locktober had officially begun—and I was already desperate for more.