June 24, 2022
Well, it has been six months since my last post. I have been in a 133 day locked up and I don't think it is going to end anytime soon. During my current lock down my wife wanted me to return to the urologist to see if we couldn't fix my "crooked carrot" Peyronie's condition. Well it was months again waiting for the insurance company to come through, which they did and then I had to wait a couple of months for the pharmacy to deliver and they did, then the we made the doctors' appointments to get a series of shots into my penis. The schedule is to have 2 shots given on a Thursday and then another series of shots the following Tuesday and then I would wait a month and go through it again. This was going to happen for 7 months during that time I would not be allowed to have intercourse or even masturbate. Time starting getting closer to the appointment and my wife came to me and asked if I was ready to handle it, and follow doctors' orders of not masturbating and being uncaged? I immediately said I would do what I needed to do.
Well that short conversation started to getting me thinking about her questioning the whole thing, I mean she was the one that pushed me to go back to the doctor, even commenting that I wasn't doing enough by pushing the doctor, pharmacy and insurance. So what was she thinking? So I approached her and said I was confused and didn't know if she wanted me to get the shots or not. She responded by saying she didn't know if I would handle being cageless not succumbing to masturbating to porn, etc.. I told her that I was doing this for her, she was missing the intimacy of PIV sex, and I was perfectly happy if he throw away the key. So, this conversation went on for a week and at the end of it, I canceled my doctors' appointments. I also asked if I was to stay locked, I would like to spend a little money for a custom cage. She agreed and I order my Baddassworkroom custom titanium cage modeled after my resin cherry keeper with the head lock system and has the ability to permanently lock it. On Wednesday night after happy hour, she wanted to drop by another place and to keep our happy hour going, and i suggested that she take my home and zip me up in my mummy bag and she should go and have another cocktail by herself and who knows she might get picked up. she said you mention this shit all the time and she didnt want to be "whored out" and then said you really wouldn't mind if she was with another man? I said no, but we still went home. After that she has made an appointment to see a dietician, and a plastic surgery consultation. Who knows what is going through her mind. I am enjoying being her "boy" and love her more today than in our previous 36 years together.
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