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Indulgence
Chapter 1
"Ok, we can try it out," my wife said with no particular enthusiasm. I've
been interested in chastity and femdom as long as I can remember and
while the topic had come up a couple of times in our marriage, we never
ended up actual trying it out. Until now. The topic came up while
watching a TV show about voluntary chastity. I asked out of the blue if
we should try out chastity where she would lock me up and my wife
suddenly agreed!
We've been married for a couple of years now. Happily I'd say. I was
always the more eager one in the bedroom. Not like my wife didn't enjoy
sex or that we didn't have great sex. She was just never as eager as I
was. We have one of those open, trusting, and loving relationships.
Basically all you need to be happy. However, I've always had this itch of
something more, something to spice things up a bit and tickle my
fantasies.
So, there we were, my wife locking my dick in a chastity cage I'd
purchased some time before. "I was considering giving you some release
before, but since I'm already indulging you, I thought the better of it,"
she smiled. She had some trouble getting my penis into the cage as I was
getting thoroughly excited by the whole setting. But alas, she managed
fine with some effort. She squeezed it in, put the lock in place, and a
click full of anticipation announced the start of our new adventure.
The next day was fairly uneventful. I've been trying out the cage on
myself a couple of times before. Just a couple of hours here and there.
So wearing the cage during the day wasn't something all that new. It did
feel very exhilarating to know that I didn't have the key though. That I
didn't have the key nor the possibility to choose how this adventure
would evolve or how and when it would end.
Coming home from work, my wife was already on the couch watching one of
her TV shows. I gave her a long sensual kiss. Sensing my groin waking up
I started to fondle her and kiss her deeply. She responded by returning
my kisses and holding me tight. "Should we head to the bedroom?" I asked
with hope in my voice. "Nah, I'm not in the mood," she answered
uninterested. "But babe, we didn't have a chance to have sex yesterday
either!" "Your choice," she said. "But I'm horny and frustrated!" She
looked at me flatly: "This comes a bit sooner than expected, but I think
I'll set down my first rule - get some pen and paper."
My wife explained that I was to create a list of rules that she would
announce as we explored this chastity thing. The first rule was that I
was not to talk about sex or chastity, and not show my frustration,
without her opening the topic. Failure to do so would delay the time
until she would indulge me. "You do get brownie points for being nice to
me though," she winked. Half excited, half dejected I went into the
kitchen to prepare us dinner.
The next few days were frustrating and unreleasing. I'd never worn a
chastity device more than a few hours, and now we were going on the
fourth day. I tried as best I could not to show how frustrated I was. The
morning painful morning erections were getting to me. So was the lack of
attention. I had to bring it up with her.
"Look, this femdom chastity thing is your fantasy and your wish. But you
have to accept that if this is about me being in control, then you have
to play by my rules," my wife explained sternly. I knew she was right,
and while frustrated it also excited me as nothing had before. I nodded.
"If you want me to be nicer to you and take more care of your needs, it
would help if you showed some appreciation of me. Show me that you accept
your place," she continued.
A bit scared I retreated to my office. Was I ready for this? Ready to
submit to my wife. I mean I had fantasised about it countless times. I
had realised that it might evolve to something like that. I guess I'd
even wished for it secretly. But now, it was actually happening. It was
scary and tantalising. To comfort myself, I thought to myself that it
doesn't mean that I have to be her slave or anything. I'll just be a
little bit more appreciative the next few days.
That evening my wife called me from the bathroom. It was time to clean my
chastity device. Fully clothed herself, she told me to undress and get
into the shower. Then I was told to fold my hands behind my head and not
move. Doing as I was told my excitement was growing. Finally some
release! She produced the key for the chastity device from her pocket and
unlocked my dick carefully. Taking the device over to the sink, she
cleaned it thoroughly and brought it back. I was already hard and excited
by this time. Then she turned on the shower and told me to stand
perfectly still. "Last time it was a bit difficult to get you into your
cage, so I thought of a way we could make it easier on you." She then
directed the ice cold shower at my groin and proceeded to soap me up.
Even though I was longing for her touch and some attention on my cock, I
could hardly feel anything in the cold water. The whole ordeal was
luckily over quickly and I was safely locked back in my cage. "Good boy,"
she said tapping my locked cage. She then dried me off with a towel like
the boy she told me I was and said I should get dressed. Dejected I
headed to my office again. I'd hoped the cleaning would allow my some
freedom and maybe some release, but instead I just felt humiliated being
cleaned like that. She'd cleaned her husband like she cleans the kitchen
counter. It made me feel small. Somehow this fueled a deep excitement
within me that I hadn't known before. The feeling of being humiliated
excited me. So did my wife's compliment on me being a good boy.
When my wife went to bed she called me into the bedroom. "Seeing you
humiliated and powerless today made me kind of excited. Be a good boy and
make ma'm happy," she said while spreading her naked legs. She knows how
much I enjoy licking her. She also knows how horny it makes me. Hearing
her comment on being a good boy for ma'm, I dived in so to speak. Full of
vigor I licked her thoroughly to a screaming orgasm while constantly
feeling my dick screaming painfully for more space. After she'd calmed
down, she patted me on my head between her legs and said "Good boy!" and
turned to sleep. Again that compliment had such a surprising effect on
me. I felt this warmt spread through my body and I forgot about my the
pain in my groin. What was happening to me? It was like I was starting to
put her enjoyment ahead of my own.
Chapter 2
I lay there content after a surprisingly good orgasm smiling to myself.
Having such power over my husband excited me more than I thought it would
have. And the look on his face I complimented him on being a "good boy"
was priceless. He seemed to melt and forget all about the fact that he
wasn't allowed to come. This could be an interesting adventure I thought
to myself falling asleep.
The next day was Saturday, almost a week after I first locked my husband
in chastity. Even though he was trying to hide it, I could tell he was
getting frustrated. But it also had a positive effect for me that I'm not
such he himself realised. He would touch me more than before, often come
up to cuddle and I could feel his dick straining in its cage. And he was
much more willing to please me, looking for ways to please me. Probably
because he hoped it would lead to him getting some release. I decided to
push our positions a bit further.
We were on the couch that evening watching TV, when I asked him for a
foot massage. He gladly accepted and started massaging my feet. "Hmm, I'm
not too comfortable in this position," I started. "Could you maybe sit on
the floor so I can stretch my legs out?" "But then I can't follow the TV
show," he complained. "Is that important to you?" I asked with a serious
look on my face. He realised what I was saying and surprisingly accepted
his fate. This was amazing! I could sit comfortably watching my TV show
as my husband was on the floor with his full attention on massaging my
feet. I could get used to this!
After the TV show finished an hour later I figured I could introduce rule
number two. "I think it's time you show a bit more gratitude for what I'm
giving you. I agreed to indulge your fantasy about chastity and I've
allowed you to be nice to me several times, but you haven't shown much
gratitude so far. Rule number two is that you will always show
gratitude.." "OK," he stated. "No, I don't think you got it. How about
thanking your ma'm for the foot massage?" He thought for a second, looked
down on my feet slightly humiliated and said, "Thank you for letting me
massage your feet, ma'm." "Much better! Now finish off by kissing my
feet," I demanded. He gingerly bent over and kissed both of my feet. What
an exhilarating feeling seeing my husband like this!
Sunday. My husband had now been in chastity for a week and it was time to
see how committed he was to this adventure. I quite enjoyed where this
was heading, so I thought I'd help him out a bit. I called my husband
into the bedroom in the afternoon, told him to get undressed and lie down
with his hands above his head. As before he seemed a bit humiliated
undressing before me when I was fully dressed, but that was quickly
replaced with almost a desperate excitement for what he hoped would be
his release. He got on the bed, almost shaking with excitement. I took my
time to build this up, kissing him, touching him all over, and by this
time, he was actually shaking. He tried to say something, but I quickly
hushed him with a serious look. He obliged, afraid of ruining his
release.
I carefully unlocked his penis which was already straining in its cage.
It sprang to life immediately and I started to stroke him ever so lightly
and slowly. I could tell he was ready to burst right away, but I wanted
him even more horny, even more desperate, so I continued my teasing for a
few minutes. "So how did you like being locked up, dear?" I said while
continuing my teasing. "It... It... It's frustrating, but... but... but
also very exciting," he stuttered. To excited to talk properly. This was
going perfectly I thought to myself. "You like being a good boy, don't
you?" - "Y... Yes..." he moaned. "You like serving me, don't you?" -
"Y... Yes..." he moaned again even more excited. "I want you to think
about this question. Either we can end it here and I stop touching you. I
won't lock you up again, and we never try this again. Or, I can let you
cum and I'll lock you up again, and I decide when we end this," I asked
him. Bewildered and not able to think or talk properly, he was just able
to moan, "Please don't stop!" "So, you're saying that you want me to lock
you up for as long as I want to?" I asked. "Yes..." he admitted. I
smiled. "Good boy!" With a few quick strokes he came like never before.
I'd thought about ruining his orgasm, but figured I'd let him have this
one proper release to leave him desperately wanting more.
"Look what a mess you made! And where is the gratitude we discussed?," I
said loudly shocking my husband who was still in orgasmic bliss back to
reality. Not yet fully present he made me smile by showing his true
submissive side - "I'm so sorry ma'm! Thank you, thank you, thank you,
ma'm! That was the most incredible orgasm!" The last one in a while I
thought to myself. "And what about the mess? Don't you think you should
ask to lick it up?" I asked. This threw him off guard, it seems he hadn't
expected this, but still euphoric from his mind blowing orgasm he
accepted his fate - "Can I please clean your hand, ma'm?" "Yes, you may,"
I answered and gave him my hand which he licked clean with surprising
eagerness. "Thank you for letting me clean you, ma'm." This was going
better than expected I thought to my self.
Before my husband could recover fully from his orgasm I quickly locked
his now limp dick again. "Good boy," I said while patting him on his
head. I just loved this new dynamic in our relationship, seeing how much
loved being dominated and all the possibilities this brought with it.
Gigi
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