Re: [SirMebane] I'm excited for chastity, MAYBE SHE IS TOO!
Posted: Mon May 16, 2016 12:41 pm
Third Lock Up
Monday morning and my latest three-day lockup is complete. It is clear that my wife is really getting the psychology of this thing and my plan to leave her to grow into the role was wise on my part. Don’t get me wrong, she isn’t taking over our sex life and becoming a strong ‘woman in charge’ but the changes I saw this week continues to make me hopeful for the future.
I described the “all me” session that happened on Thursday and how she threatened to lock me up immediately after that instead of waiting for Friday morning. She was messing with my head and I LOVED IT. It was sort of a busy night on Thursday and I kept hoping she’d start the lock up early but it didn’t happen and we crashed hard and slept soundly that night.
Friday morning arrived and I proceeded to get ready for work. She usually gets up before me and I give her uncontested access to the bathroom since she has a slightly earlier start than I do on most days. She stepped out of the shower and started working on her hair and makeup which is usually my cue to take the shower and start getting ready myself. When I stepped out of the shower and started drying off, she came into the bathroom and looked at me with a wry smile and announced, “We have some business to attend to before you get dressed.” Not only did she remember without me prompting her or asking her but she was picking the time and the place it would happen. Friday morning was when she told me it would happen and sure enough, she was keeping the schedule. No, this a big deal. I didn’t have to whine or remind or hint, she stepped up and she owned the plan she laid out. I cannot emphasis how big a deal this is for her.
I finished drying off and we sequestered ourselves in the master bedroom as the rest of the house started waking up and getting ready for school. I got the cage and the lock out of the hiding place and she got the key which she has taken to hiding in its own secret spot. When I extracted the cage/lock combination from the bag, I held it out to her so she could use the key to remove the lock. I have asked her from the beginning to be the sole person to handle the lock and key to emphasize the nature of the relationship. The cage went on with a minimum of fuss and she quickly threaded the hasp of the lock through the pin on the base ring and I was locked up. Such a satisfying sound when the lock closes.
The day wouldn’t wait long for us to exploit the situation but I did feel like I needed to take her into my arms and give her a long, passionate kiss. She was dressed for work and I was stark naked except for the cage; I’m still processing that one. She hid the key away while I got dressed and the family hit the wind and everyone went their separate ways.
Friday came and went without much to report and Saturday morning afforded us a rare opportunity to sleep in (nearly 8:30am) so we took advantage of a peaceful weekend. There was a little cuddling in the downtime which never last long enough but we enjoyed the time we had. Saturday didn’t have a lot scheduled so we enjoyed a nice lunch out, watched some sports and entertained the kids. In the evening, while she was finishing her preparation for dinner (nothing to do but wait for the timers to go off) I saw an opportunity to offer a suggestion. I’d been quiet about this lock up all week and let her run things but as usual, I saw room for improvement and thought I could make things better. “What do you think about a little teasing and denial tonight?” Her response was short and plain, “No, that isn’t part of my plan.” I attempted to charm her and encourage her to try something we really hadn’t done yet and she shut me down. I tried again and reminded her that this was part of the process thinking she needed a little guidance. She reminded me that she had a plan and she’d let me know what and when we’d do something. I looked her up and down as I realized that she was really getting this chastity stuff and probably had the biggest grin on my face. I let her know that I appreciated her understanding how all this works and complimented her on how she was truly ‘getting how all this works.’ We had some brief kisses in the kitchen and she tasked me with putting away extra ingredients left over from getting dinner cooking.
It occurred to me late Saturday night that I need to run on Sunday morning as a part of my training plan. When I brought it up to my wife, she initially thought about just unlocking me before going to bed that night but thought better of it. I guess I’ll have to keep the key handy so when you get up tomorrow morning, I can unlock you without getting out of bed. I helpfully suggested the necklace I bought for the key and she agreed that was a good idea. She slipped the necklace over her head and tucked the key into her shirt for the night. It was a small thrill, but a thrill nonetheless. When my alarm went off at sunrise on Sunday morning, she waited until I stirred and then pulled the necklace back over her head to remove the half pound of steel from my groin. I changed into my running gear and went out for an hour and a half of cool morning solitude with the squirrels. You have a lot of time to think when you run and no matter the topic or the music playing, I kept coming back to ‘when I get home, she’s going to lock me up again.’
When I returned home, I watered up and headed for the shower. The house was just beginning to stir while everyone shook off the sleep from the night before and tried to get their mindset ready to go to church. When I got out of the shower and picked out my clothes to begin dressing, my wife showed up and gave me the stop sign. “Wait a minute, we have something to do before you get dressed.” I had the cage tucked away nearby and began to slip on the base ring but as has happened in the past, everything gets high and short when I exercise. I could struggle to get one testicle through but then the other slipped away and retreated out of reach until I removed the ring to start again. She patiently waited for several minutes while I struggled to tame my wandering testes and finally offered, “Do you need me to step out?” It wasn’t an excitement thing; it was just that the body retracts your balls when you run to prevent things from banging around. It takes a while for everything to loosen up and get slack again. I wonder how this will all work when I have a lighter cage that permits running when locked, maybe that’ll never happen. Patience and cleverly trapping balls between fingers to defeat the retreat finally got everything lined up and the base ring slid on even though it was tight. I slid the cage over the top of everything, making sure I had the proper alignment and that there was no problem. Satisfied that it would all work, I presented the package to my patiently waiting wife who inserted the lock and closed it. Click. “Now get dressed and let’s get everyone ready for church.” We kissed and I let a hand linger on her hip as she went to shift roles from wife to Mom. The 30-minute ride to church was simply uncomfortable. I had ball burn and everything felt like it was being pinched but the key was 20 miles away and there wasn’t much that could be done. I focused on relaxing and things did eventually calm down when my sac quit trying to retreat upward.
We had a nice afternoon and evening with a relaxing dinner at one of her favorite spots. It wasn’t exactly a date night since we had one of the kids with us but it wasn’t stressful either. There was an opportunity to catch up on some television so we snuggled up together and settled in for a mini-series that we enjoy. During one of the commercial breaks, she taps me and gives me the order of events yet to come later in the evening. “I want you to rub my feet and then lick me but you’ll stay locked.” This is so out of character for this woman and so incredibly hot for me so I enthusiastically agreed to her plan. While I was blabbering about how well she understood this new game of ours, she finished up with… “and then I want you on top.” She wanted PIV sex which has become very rare of late and a little surprising since she just gave me an orgasm on Thursday. I was on board for the plan, told her so and with that the commercial ended and the show resumed.
We gathered all the baby chicks from their various activities and shut down the house for the night. I began a foot rub which my wife always enjoys regardless of whether it is a prelude to something else or not. She allowed me to work on her feet for about 20 minutes and then it was time to move on to other things. I stripped down to nothing but my cage and she simply removed everything below the waist. We kissed and petted to warm up and my hands roamed her body. I thought I would get her ready for my tongue by fingering her for a bit but she stopped my hand, “No, that isn’t part of the plan. You’re are supposed to lick me.” <pant> <pant> Who is the woman? My timid wife wouldn’t have done that. She reached over and worked some of her magic on me which caused some discomfort within the limitations of the cage. She was getting me worked up, she was getting worked up and it was time to go between her thighs.
I stayed down there long enough to give her several orgasms and tire her out. I stayed down there long enough to have to stop to catch my breath and let the blood flow back into my arms. She wrapped her legs around me which was great but the downside was it put pressure on my arms which puts them to sleep after a time. When I was sure she was done, I came up along beside her where she announced, “In the future, this is where I tell you that stay locked.” I got the most sincere eye contact and the best smile I can remember from her in a long time. She was in my head and knew what buttons to push. She continued, “but not tonight… that isn’t the plan for tonight.” She leaned over to get the key from where she had pre-staged it and unlocked me. I removed the cage and the base ring and didn’t need a lot of encouragement to become erect. The Mom in her showed up at that moment when she motioned towards the cage on the headboard and said, “we need to remember to put that away.”
Now she went back into lover mode and got me going while I worked my way into her and began thrusting. It felt really good and she was so very wet and excited. I was curious how long I could last with such ideal conditions but I wasn’t desperate having come just three days prior and she wasn’t doing anything to hurry my progress along. I got gentle touches and nipple stimulation and everything in moderation. I was really enjoying myself and she knew it. I have really no idea who much she likes PIV (not as much as being licked for sure) but she was a willing partner and made me feel welcome. Several minutes in, I had to slow down or risk ending before I was ready. In the brief pause, I smiled and whispered between panting, “when we get to advanced chastity, this is where you’ll tell me to stop and lock me back up.” She opened her eyes wide and looked at me in a very playful way as we shared a smile. I resumed my thrusting and after a few seconds, she clenched around me and asked, “Do you want to stop? I can stop you.” I was loving the playfulness but I was getting far enough along that I wasn’t prepared to even joke about stopping now. “At some point in the future, yes. Not tonight, you have a plan for tonight that we have to follow.” She nodded and released me to start again but then stopped me about 10 seconds later with another tight clench. “Are you sure you don’t want to stop?” It was at this point I really want her to push me off and lock me back for the night but at the same time, I couldn’t conceive of stopping much less saying it. “Not tonight, baby. No way I’m stopping tonight.” She let me go and I thrusted for maybe another 20 seconds when I had one of the most significant orgasms I’ve enjoyed inside her. It hit me in waves and I struggled to both enjoy it and be quiet, I gave a few finishing thrusts before I was toast.
Everything felt so good and she WAS my fantasy throughout the lockup. I praised her plans and her teasing me just so there would be no doubt that I had enjoyed myself. We cleaned up, put the toys away and snuggled up to sleep a sound sleep with both of us being more than relaxed. I made sure to not talk about another lock up or what we’d do next. I did let her know that I loved her very much and that she surprised me more than once this weekend. It didn’t take long and we were both very much sound asleep.
This morning in a break between the chaos of getting everyone ready and walking out the door, I gave her a few quick kisses and let her know that she had a ‘very happy husband.’ She responded that she was glad and that she loved me. This intimacy thing is crazy addicting. I want more. A woman I have been married to for decades and utterly failed to turn into a sex machine, is slowly becoming a confident lover willing to take chances and try new things.
Looks like the new cheap Chinese cage will be another two weeks getting her from the other side of the world. It will be interesting to see how that works out when it arrives. She approved the purchase and knows it is coming, we’ll have to see if it sparks her to act on a new plan. It will also be interesting to see when she opts to step up again and craft a plan. I need to plan for our anniversary which is coming at the end of the month but I think it needs to be more romance and less kinky. If she comes up with something else in the interim, who am I to object?
I do love her so.
P.S. Anyone reading this? Your comments are welcome.
Monday morning and my latest three-day lockup is complete. It is clear that my wife is really getting the psychology of this thing and my plan to leave her to grow into the role was wise on my part. Don’t get me wrong, she isn’t taking over our sex life and becoming a strong ‘woman in charge’ but the changes I saw this week continues to make me hopeful for the future.
I described the “all me” session that happened on Thursday and how she threatened to lock me up immediately after that instead of waiting for Friday morning. She was messing with my head and I LOVED IT. It was sort of a busy night on Thursday and I kept hoping she’d start the lock up early but it didn’t happen and we crashed hard and slept soundly that night.
Friday morning arrived and I proceeded to get ready for work. She usually gets up before me and I give her uncontested access to the bathroom since she has a slightly earlier start than I do on most days. She stepped out of the shower and started working on her hair and makeup which is usually my cue to take the shower and start getting ready myself. When I stepped out of the shower and started drying off, she came into the bathroom and looked at me with a wry smile and announced, “We have some business to attend to before you get dressed.” Not only did she remember without me prompting her or asking her but she was picking the time and the place it would happen. Friday morning was when she told me it would happen and sure enough, she was keeping the schedule. No, this a big deal. I didn’t have to whine or remind or hint, she stepped up and she owned the plan she laid out. I cannot emphasis how big a deal this is for her.
I finished drying off and we sequestered ourselves in the master bedroom as the rest of the house started waking up and getting ready for school. I got the cage and the lock out of the hiding place and she got the key which she has taken to hiding in its own secret spot. When I extracted the cage/lock combination from the bag, I held it out to her so she could use the key to remove the lock. I have asked her from the beginning to be the sole person to handle the lock and key to emphasize the nature of the relationship. The cage went on with a minimum of fuss and she quickly threaded the hasp of the lock through the pin on the base ring and I was locked up. Such a satisfying sound when the lock closes.
The day wouldn’t wait long for us to exploit the situation but I did feel like I needed to take her into my arms and give her a long, passionate kiss. She was dressed for work and I was stark naked except for the cage; I’m still processing that one. She hid the key away while I got dressed and the family hit the wind and everyone went their separate ways.
Friday came and went without much to report and Saturday morning afforded us a rare opportunity to sleep in (nearly 8:30am) so we took advantage of a peaceful weekend. There was a little cuddling in the downtime which never last long enough but we enjoyed the time we had. Saturday didn’t have a lot scheduled so we enjoyed a nice lunch out, watched some sports and entertained the kids. In the evening, while she was finishing her preparation for dinner (nothing to do but wait for the timers to go off) I saw an opportunity to offer a suggestion. I’d been quiet about this lock up all week and let her run things but as usual, I saw room for improvement and thought I could make things better. “What do you think about a little teasing and denial tonight?” Her response was short and plain, “No, that isn’t part of my plan.” I attempted to charm her and encourage her to try something we really hadn’t done yet and she shut me down. I tried again and reminded her that this was part of the process thinking she needed a little guidance. She reminded me that she had a plan and she’d let me know what and when we’d do something. I looked her up and down as I realized that she was really getting this chastity stuff and probably had the biggest grin on my face. I let her know that I appreciated her understanding how all this works and complimented her on how she was truly ‘getting how all this works.’ We had some brief kisses in the kitchen and she tasked me with putting away extra ingredients left over from getting dinner cooking.
It occurred to me late Saturday night that I need to run on Sunday morning as a part of my training plan. When I brought it up to my wife, she initially thought about just unlocking me before going to bed that night but thought better of it. I guess I’ll have to keep the key handy so when you get up tomorrow morning, I can unlock you without getting out of bed. I helpfully suggested the necklace I bought for the key and she agreed that was a good idea. She slipped the necklace over her head and tucked the key into her shirt for the night. It was a small thrill, but a thrill nonetheless. When my alarm went off at sunrise on Sunday morning, she waited until I stirred and then pulled the necklace back over her head to remove the half pound of steel from my groin. I changed into my running gear and went out for an hour and a half of cool morning solitude with the squirrels. You have a lot of time to think when you run and no matter the topic or the music playing, I kept coming back to ‘when I get home, she’s going to lock me up again.’
When I returned home, I watered up and headed for the shower. The house was just beginning to stir while everyone shook off the sleep from the night before and tried to get their mindset ready to go to church. When I got out of the shower and picked out my clothes to begin dressing, my wife showed up and gave me the stop sign. “Wait a minute, we have something to do before you get dressed.” I had the cage tucked away nearby and began to slip on the base ring but as has happened in the past, everything gets high and short when I exercise. I could struggle to get one testicle through but then the other slipped away and retreated out of reach until I removed the ring to start again. She patiently waited for several minutes while I struggled to tame my wandering testes and finally offered, “Do you need me to step out?” It wasn’t an excitement thing; it was just that the body retracts your balls when you run to prevent things from banging around. It takes a while for everything to loosen up and get slack again. I wonder how this will all work when I have a lighter cage that permits running when locked, maybe that’ll never happen. Patience and cleverly trapping balls between fingers to defeat the retreat finally got everything lined up and the base ring slid on even though it was tight. I slid the cage over the top of everything, making sure I had the proper alignment and that there was no problem. Satisfied that it would all work, I presented the package to my patiently waiting wife who inserted the lock and closed it. Click. “Now get dressed and let’s get everyone ready for church.” We kissed and I let a hand linger on her hip as she went to shift roles from wife to Mom. The 30-minute ride to church was simply uncomfortable. I had ball burn and everything felt like it was being pinched but the key was 20 miles away and there wasn’t much that could be done. I focused on relaxing and things did eventually calm down when my sac quit trying to retreat upward.
We had a nice afternoon and evening with a relaxing dinner at one of her favorite spots. It wasn’t exactly a date night since we had one of the kids with us but it wasn’t stressful either. There was an opportunity to catch up on some television so we snuggled up together and settled in for a mini-series that we enjoy. During one of the commercial breaks, she taps me and gives me the order of events yet to come later in the evening. “I want you to rub my feet and then lick me but you’ll stay locked.” This is so out of character for this woman and so incredibly hot for me so I enthusiastically agreed to her plan. While I was blabbering about how well she understood this new game of ours, she finished up with… “and then I want you on top.” She wanted PIV sex which has become very rare of late and a little surprising since she just gave me an orgasm on Thursday. I was on board for the plan, told her so and with that the commercial ended and the show resumed.
We gathered all the baby chicks from their various activities and shut down the house for the night. I began a foot rub which my wife always enjoys regardless of whether it is a prelude to something else or not. She allowed me to work on her feet for about 20 minutes and then it was time to move on to other things. I stripped down to nothing but my cage and she simply removed everything below the waist. We kissed and petted to warm up and my hands roamed her body. I thought I would get her ready for my tongue by fingering her for a bit but she stopped my hand, “No, that isn’t part of the plan. You’re are supposed to lick me.” <pant> <pant> Who is the woman? My timid wife wouldn’t have done that. She reached over and worked some of her magic on me which caused some discomfort within the limitations of the cage. She was getting me worked up, she was getting worked up and it was time to go between her thighs.
I stayed down there long enough to give her several orgasms and tire her out. I stayed down there long enough to have to stop to catch my breath and let the blood flow back into my arms. She wrapped her legs around me which was great but the downside was it put pressure on my arms which puts them to sleep after a time. When I was sure she was done, I came up along beside her where she announced, “In the future, this is where I tell you that stay locked.” I got the most sincere eye contact and the best smile I can remember from her in a long time. She was in my head and knew what buttons to push. She continued, “but not tonight… that isn’t the plan for tonight.” She leaned over to get the key from where she had pre-staged it and unlocked me. I removed the cage and the base ring and didn’t need a lot of encouragement to become erect. The Mom in her showed up at that moment when she motioned towards the cage on the headboard and said, “we need to remember to put that away.”
Now she went back into lover mode and got me going while I worked my way into her and began thrusting. It felt really good and she was so very wet and excited. I was curious how long I could last with such ideal conditions but I wasn’t desperate having come just three days prior and she wasn’t doing anything to hurry my progress along. I got gentle touches and nipple stimulation and everything in moderation. I was really enjoying myself and she knew it. I have really no idea who much she likes PIV (not as much as being licked for sure) but she was a willing partner and made me feel welcome. Several minutes in, I had to slow down or risk ending before I was ready. In the brief pause, I smiled and whispered between panting, “when we get to advanced chastity, this is where you’ll tell me to stop and lock me back up.” She opened her eyes wide and looked at me in a very playful way as we shared a smile. I resumed my thrusting and after a few seconds, she clenched around me and asked, “Do you want to stop? I can stop you.” I was loving the playfulness but I was getting far enough along that I wasn’t prepared to even joke about stopping now. “At some point in the future, yes. Not tonight, you have a plan for tonight that we have to follow.” She nodded and released me to start again but then stopped me about 10 seconds later with another tight clench. “Are you sure you don’t want to stop?” It was at this point I really want her to push me off and lock me back for the night but at the same time, I couldn’t conceive of stopping much less saying it. “Not tonight, baby. No way I’m stopping tonight.” She let me go and I thrusted for maybe another 20 seconds when I had one of the most significant orgasms I’ve enjoyed inside her. It hit me in waves and I struggled to both enjoy it and be quiet, I gave a few finishing thrusts before I was toast.
Everything felt so good and she WAS my fantasy throughout the lockup. I praised her plans and her teasing me just so there would be no doubt that I had enjoyed myself. We cleaned up, put the toys away and snuggled up to sleep a sound sleep with both of us being more than relaxed. I made sure to not talk about another lock up or what we’d do next. I did let her know that I loved her very much and that she surprised me more than once this weekend. It didn’t take long and we were both very much sound asleep.
This morning in a break between the chaos of getting everyone ready and walking out the door, I gave her a few quick kisses and let her know that she had a ‘very happy husband.’ She responded that she was glad and that she loved me. This intimacy thing is crazy addicting. I want more. A woman I have been married to for decades and utterly failed to turn into a sex machine, is slowly becoming a confident lover willing to take chances and try new things.
Looks like the new cheap Chinese cage will be another two weeks getting her from the other side of the world. It will be interesting to see how that works out when it arrives. She approved the purchase and knows it is coming, we’ll have to see if it sparks her to act on a new plan. It will also be interesting to see when she opts to step up again and craft a plan. I need to plan for our anniversary which is coming at the end of the month but I think it needs to be more romance and less kinky. If she comes up with something else in the interim, who am I to object?
I do love her so.
P.S. Anyone reading this? Your comments are welcome.