Re: [SirMebane] I'm excited for chastity, MAYBE SHE IS TOO!
Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2017 9:38 am
Doing a double post here, another new post right before this one as I forgot to post it when it was written.
Travel gets in the way again and I was sent out for a week in the nation's capitol with a fresh orgasm and no cage. We have no desire to taunt the kind folks at TSA and there were plenty of metal detectors along my path so staying caged or reapplying the cage after the flight wasn't even worth mentioning. On the way back home, the TSA folks were running dogs through the airport and one took an extra second at my bag but then moved along without incident. There was a guy about 10 people behind me that was too interesting for the dog and he got a second pass which the dog also found interesting so the guy got some quality time with TSA. Hate it for you, dude.
When I made it back home, I had been so busy there wasn't any serious consideration of self service so my thoughts of "When will she lock me back up?" And "will we have sex before she locks me back up?" And "will she give it any thought at all?" I got home and caught up with all of my chores, did some decompression from the trip and played with the kids. Her normal habit is to focus on intimacy on Sunday night when the calendar is the least burdened and she is the least stressed.
Sunday came and went with no result. Hmmm.
Monday the work week started up and the normal schedule resumed. There had been no discussion of sex, cages or other things (I'll admit to making eyes her way) over the weekend but when I got home from work, she greeted me with "I have a plan." It had been a week since our last encounter so I was ready for her invitation. I had been good on my trip, honest.
We enjoyed each other and I was on top of her when she uttered what every man loves to hear, "I love how this feels. So good." She spurred me on and I lost control as nature intends to enjoy an orgasm. All the hormones filled my head and we recovered for a few minutes. When my wife got up to get dressed again, her first words to me were, "we need to get you locked back up now." My two weeks of freedom were over and I didn't prompt her, hint or suggest anything. I'm always curious whether she does this chastity thing solely for me or because she enjoys it too. I'm still not sure but she does take charge when she is ready which is amazing in and of itself.
Locked up and satisfied, I wasn't able to stay awake too much longer so we rolled up into a serious snuggle and went to sleep.
She followed up the next night with some teasing while I stayed caged, the next several nights were uneventful when the weekend arrived. I had only been locked for six days but when Sunday arrived but I was looking forward to sex. When you get it, you want it. Sunday night came around and she let me know what would be happening.
"You're going to stay locked and I'm going to use the vibrator." She has such a strong 'duty' to give me pleasure it always astounds me when she is willing to openly deny me. It is so hot when she denies me, I wish I could explain it... even more so when she tends to her own needs.
I was teased and became as aroused as the cage would permit when she rolled onto her back and turned on the vibrator. She let me watch her warm up and get into the sensations along with her response to it. When she got close to the peak, she started pinching my nipples hard which doubles any arousal I might have at the time. She enjoys hearing me moan and pant when she is excited and working my nipples guarantees a response. The vibrator did its job and she rolled from orgasm to orgasm until she was done and switched it off. I was debating my participation in chastity as I struggled to break through the cage and reminded her that I was willing to tend to my own needs if she would hand over the key.
"No."
I spent the following week highly energized and loving every moment of it. I had given a lot of thought to discussing a much longer lock up to beat our five week personal best. My mind kept searching for ideal dates like my birthday, Marine Corps birthday, Halloween... something to put me into the range of about 90 days.
90 days. What am I thinking? Can I do that? Would she be able to stand me groping her that long? I can get more clingy after a couple of weeks. I might be a quivering mess after 90 days, I'm not sure I have ever gone that long since puberty hit.
The weekend came around again and I wanted to talk to her about my plan but I kept chickening out. She woke up on Saturday morning with her fire lit and got out of bed long enough to grab the key and return.
"I want you to lick me, for a little bit, and then I want you inside me." <shudder> I love living this life.
My next 30 minutes were devoted to getting her the best tongue lashing I knew how to provide and she then summoned me upward. "I was thinking about going for a longer lock up this time." I was climbing on top of her, so she was eager, I was eager and the timing was poor to have this discussion. "If I come, I'd have to start over and it has already been two weeks."
She was firm. "Not this time, you're going to come and then we can talk." I awkwardly told her that I would 'do as I was told' as I began thrusting. My orgasm happened quickly because she was into it and my own fire was lit so I couldn't hold off too long. When we had recovered for a while, she reminded me to lock up but neglected to tell me where the key was so I couldn't complete the task. I was okay with being unlocked and she had moved on being Mom so the cage was put away.
We had a wonderful weekend and when we snuggled up on Monday night for bed, she very uncharacteristically ran her hand over my groin. "You're not locked?" I explained the key wasn't in my reach and she told me where she had put it and we let the topic end there.
She got up the next morning, got ready and went downstairs to make coffee. It was my turn in the shower when it hit me that I was ready to be caged again. I wanted to be caged again. I showered, shaved and took the opportunity to shave everything below before it was locked up again. I locked myself back up, got dressed and headed downstairs myself. My wife was putting something away in the refrigerator and I trapped her between the door and myself. "I need to make sure you have this." My hand reached out and slid the key into her hand.
My wife's smile was bright and generous. "You locked back up?!" I nodded. She gave me a kiss and put the key near her purse. We both went about our days and ended up at nearly the same spot in the evening while she was getting dinner ready. Curious if she had put the key away, I walked over to her purse and found it in the same spot from the morning. I made no secret of picking the key up and walking out of the kitchen with it.
"Where are you going with that? Did you need to make an adjustment? Is there a problem?" I made no excuse, offered no reason for needing the key and she took it back from me and put it in her pocket. "You don't need that, I'll put it back where it belongs." I love these little games she's willing to play now. Love it!
This week she has teased me every single night since I locked up and caged erections have been frequent. My sleep pattern has been mildly affected when the cage wakes me up. It has been a wonderful week and I don't want to be gutless about going through with a 90 day lock up. Longer locks have been on my mind constantly and I'm going to bring it up to her in the next 24 hours.
Maybe I'll suggest it in 30 day bites, we go 30 and reevaluate to see if we want to go further. If it is too much for either of us, we'll come up with a new plan. I want this to happen, I just need to see if she is willing.
I love my wife!
Travel gets in the way again and I was sent out for a week in the nation's capitol with a fresh orgasm and no cage. We have no desire to taunt the kind folks at TSA and there were plenty of metal detectors along my path so staying caged or reapplying the cage after the flight wasn't even worth mentioning. On the way back home, the TSA folks were running dogs through the airport and one took an extra second at my bag but then moved along without incident. There was a guy about 10 people behind me that was too interesting for the dog and he got a second pass which the dog also found interesting so the guy got some quality time with TSA. Hate it for you, dude.
When I made it back home, I had been so busy there wasn't any serious consideration of self service so my thoughts of "When will she lock me back up?" And "will we have sex before she locks me back up?" And "will she give it any thought at all?" I got home and caught up with all of my chores, did some decompression from the trip and played with the kids. Her normal habit is to focus on intimacy on Sunday night when the calendar is the least burdened and she is the least stressed.
Sunday came and went with no result. Hmmm.
Monday the work week started up and the normal schedule resumed. There had been no discussion of sex, cages or other things (I'll admit to making eyes her way) over the weekend but when I got home from work, she greeted me with "I have a plan." It had been a week since our last encounter so I was ready for her invitation. I had been good on my trip, honest.
We enjoyed each other and I was on top of her when she uttered what every man loves to hear, "I love how this feels. So good." She spurred me on and I lost control as nature intends to enjoy an orgasm. All the hormones filled my head and we recovered for a few minutes. When my wife got up to get dressed again, her first words to me were, "we need to get you locked back up now." My two weeks of freedom were over and I didn't prompt her, hint or suggest anything. I'm always curious whether she does this chastity thing solely for me or because she enjoys it too. I'm still not sure but she does take charge when she is ready which is amazing in and of itself.
Locked up and satisfied, I wasn't able to stay awake too much longer so we rolled up into a serious snuggle and went to sleep.
She followed up the next night with some teasing while I stayed caged, the next several nights were uneventful when the weekend arrived. I had only been locked for six days but when Sunday arrived but I was looking forward to sex. When you get it, you want it. Sunday night came around and she let me know what would be happening.
"You're going to stay locked and I'm going to use the vibrator." She has such a strong 'duty' to give me pleasure it always astounds me when she is willing to openly deny me. It is so hot when she denies me, I wish I could explain it... even more so when she tends to her own needs.
I was teased and became as aroused as the cage would permit when she rolled onto her back and turned on the vibrator. She let me watch her warm up and get into the sensations along with her response to it. When she got close to the peak, she started pinching my nipples hard which doubles any arousal I might have at the time. She enjoys hearing me moan and pant when she is excited and working my nipples guarantees a response. The vibrator did its job and she rolled from orgasm to orgasm until she was done and switched it off. I was debating my participation in chastity as I struggled to break through the cage and reminded her that I was willing to tend to my own needs if she would hand over the key.
"No."
I spent the following week highly energized and loving every moment of it. I had given a lot of thought to discussing a much longer lock up to beat our five week personal best. My mind kept searching for ideal dates like my birthday, Marine Corps birthday, Halloween... something to put me into the range of about 90 days.
90 days. What am I thinking? Can I do that? Would she be able to stand me groping her that long? I can get more clingy after a couple of weeks. I might be a quivering mess after 90 days, I'm not sure I have ever gone that long since puberty hit.
The weekend came around again and I wanted to talk to her about my plan but I kept chickening out. She woke up on Saturday morning with her fire lit and got out of bed long enough to grab the key and return.
"I want you to lick me, for a little bit, and then I want you inside me." <shudder> I love living this life.
My next 30 minutes were devoted to getting her the best tongue lashing I knew how to provide and she then summoned me upward. "I was thinking about going for a longer lock up this time." I was climbing on top of her, so she was eager, I was eager and the timing was poor to have this discussion. "If I come, I'd have to start over and it has already been two weeks."
She was firm. "Not this time, you're going to come and then we can talk." I awkwardly told her that I would 'do as I was told' as I began thrusting. My orgasm happened quickly because she was into it and my own fire was lit so I couldn't hold off too long. When we had recovered for a while, she reminded me to lock up but neglected to tell me where the key was so I couldn't complete the task. I was okay with being unlocked and she had moved on being Mom so the cage was put away.
We had a wonderful weekend and when we snuggled up on Monday night for bed, she very uncharacteristically ran her hand over my groin. "You're not locked?" I explained the key wasn't in my reach and she told me where she had put it and we let the topic end there.
She got up the next morning, got ready and went downstairs to make coffee. It was my turn in the shower when it hit me that I was ready to be caged again. I wanted to be caged again. I showered, shaved and took the opportunity to shave everything below before it was locked up again. I locked myself back up, got dressed and headed downstairs myself. My wife was putting something away in the refrigerator and I trapped her between the door and myself. "I need to make sure you have this." My hand reached out and slid the key into her hand.
My wife's smile was bright and generous. "You locked back up?!" I nodded. She gave me a kiss and put the key near her purse. We both went about our days and ended up at nearly the same spot in the evening while she was getting dinner ready. Curious if she had put the key away, I walked over to her purse and found it in the same spot from the morning. I made no secret of picking the key up and walking out of the kitchen with it.
"Where are you going with that? Did you need to make an adjustment? Is there a problem?" I made no excuse, offered no reason for needing the key and she took it back from me and put it in her pocket. "You don't need that, I'll put it back where it belongs." I love these little games she's willing to play now. Love it!
This week she has teased me every single night since I locked up and caged erections have been frequent. My sleep pattern has been mildly affected when the cage wakes me up. It has been a wonderful week and I don't want to be gutless about going through with a 90 day lock up. Longer locks have been on my mind constantly and I'm going to bring it up to her in the next 24 hours.
Maybe I'll suggest it in 30 day bites, we go 30 and reevaluate to see if we want to go further. If it is too much for either of us, we'll come up with a new plan. I want this to happen, I just need to see if she is willing.
I love my wife!