The Romance of the Cage

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You can imagine my surprised delight when these words and the image arrived:

The cage is a special place for me -it features in quite a few of my drawings-a place of frustration where the object of desire is visible yet unobtainable. Here is just one of them.
- Sardax

Drawing of a man in a cage by Sardax.
© Sardax, used with permission of Sardax.com

Dear Lady Julia who I’m sure knew how much I’d enjoy her story of woman, man and cage. A couple of sample paragraphs:

As she steps from the shower, a silky robe gathered carelessly around her body, she moves to her dressing table. You watch as she dries and brushes her beautiful hair. Long, full tresses that caress her body when she moves - especially her generously proportioned breasts. “What will she have me do tonight? Or… will she permit me to do anything?” For occasionally, she simply releases you, kisses you softly, and instructs you to sleep.

Her eyes catch your reflection in the mirror and low moan escapes her lips. So much about this ritual excites her. The devotion. The trust. Your helplessness and total surrender to her power.

Caged

A few months back I quoted something kindred by Angela St. Lawrence.

Something I said to Lady Julia in an email:

These physical objects can be more than just kinks. They are tangible symbols and reinforcements. There’s great grace in the cage – saying: I trust you enough to take all of my physical freedom. A living metaphor if you will.

Steffi drawing of a man in a cage.
“Don’t you like your new cage? It doesn’t matter. You will spend many hours in it. For now you will stay there until early morning.” This drawing by Steffi sent all sorts of amazing sensations up and down my spine the first time I saw it.

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I’m glad you liked the story as Alexandra’s recent post on cages was the impetus for me to begin to fantasize about them :) I’m often inspired by the loving approach the two of you have to things.

I was surprised when I saw the story. But delighted. And even aroused.

The cage, the confinement, the prison. Knowing that I am completely vulnerable and at the mercy of my mistress’ whims…

What could be more exciting?

On another level it reminds me of that movie “Being John Malkovich” where the main character is imprisoned in the mind of the little girl at the end of the movie (sorry, spoiler). The male so completely dominated by femininity that he is a prisoner of the mother-daughter bond.

That complete vulnerability is much of what I see in the experience.

Didn’t know that about that movie (which Alexandra has expressed a desire to see). I unsurprisingly am looking forward to seeing The Pet.

I like to use the cage in play. It’s my way of distancing myself from a third party. Tease and denial - if you annoy me, I’ll ignore you, if you behave properly, I’ll give you what you desire - always unspoken, yet often learned! Have a peaceful yuletide, Richard.

I have a fascination for cages! To me they should be smaller than what I can fit into easily, so that after being in it for a while, my mucsles start to ache! My night-time cage is a narrow low-highted one, that I can only get into by wriggling ob my back! When my feet reach the end, I have to poke them through the two holes at the bottom were She chains them in place!! When she swings the end of the cage where my head is closed, there is also a hole for my head to go throuh, it is also Locked into place!!

We have just starting using a cage for playtime. It is a total rush and stress reliever for the sub. Talk about clearing your work headspace. If you have never tried it, use a closet with the door locked from the outside.

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My thanks,
Richard

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