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Chapter 1 (Just contains chastity, and some sex stuff) As I got out of the shower, she knew. I could always tell in the expression in her face. My wife, Jane, was drop dead gorgeous. Brown hair, past down to her mid back, with these beautiful hazel eyes. But in this case, I could tell she looked at me suspiciously. "I put the dogs in the other room." "Sorry, I'm really tired, it was a long day! It's the end of the week and I'm exhausted." I wasn't completely lying of course, I do have a pretty demanding job with long hours, but really the reason is that I had just jacked off in the shower. I could usually tell when she wanted to have sex, but recently, I maybe wasn't paying as much attention. "Maybe tomorrow??" She looked at me and just sighed. "Sure that's fine." She ducked her heads under the cover and I could see the faint glow under her blankets. I felt ashamed and that I had disappointed her, and I knew that she knew what happened. The next morning, we got up like usual. We enjoyed our morning coffee to start the day, and made sure to take the dogs out. She went off to get ready, and I put my headphones on and turned on my xbox. I immediately got focused and into my game, forgetting to answer things mid sentence sometimes. "Hey, I am going to the mall with the girls today, I have a couple of errands to run, can you make sure you take care of the laundry while I'm gone? Also, the garbage needs taken out, and the dishes done." "Uh huh, yeah, sure... whatever," I answered back, half paying attention. She just smiled and said thank you, and went out the door. We take a break to get some food, and I start to think of one of my many fantasies. Immediately I head to the bathroom, and pull up some of my favorite videos. The internet does have a plethora of porn available. It doesn't take long, as I imagine my wife in the various fantasy roles, and I immediately relax. I sit back down and see that my buddies are signing back on as well. "Ah, short, sweet and to the point," I think to myself, as I sit there in post orgasm bliss. __ "Woooooo!" I exclaim, as we finally get our first win of the day. "Fuck yes, we crushed them." I get a text. "Be home in 15!" *SHIT* I think to myself. I tell my buddies I have to get off and I would see them later. I manage to feed the dogs, but only 1 of the 5 loads of laundry are done, the dishes are dirty, the garbage is not empty and there are snack bags and cans everywhere. I immediately go into panic mode, trying to cram as much as I can into 15 minutes. I get off the couch, there's dog pee, in not one, but two different places. I manage to load some laundry and empty the dishwasher. I at least collect all the dishes, but it's clear they aren't done. I hear the door open, the dogs go crazy, giving me just an extra minute or two to get things done. But it's not enough. I make eye contact with her, I see her scan over the muddy paw prints, the multiple bags of snacks and drinks on the coffee table. Articles of clothing are scattered throughout, and she will quickly notice how large the laundry still is. "Busy day?" she asked, almost innocently. "Yeah, we got kind of carried away." "Oh it's okay, don't worry, we can finish it up together." I breathe a sigh of relief. "Besides... I have a surprise for you," as a sly smile forms on her face. I start to panic. Shit, why did I jack off earlier. I know that face, she wants to have sex She grabs my hand, leaving the dogs behind, and undoes her jacket. I can tell that there is black lace peeking out from her dress. "Help me out, I can't reach the zipper," she says sensually. But my anxiety starts to rise. "Um, wow, you look great! I'm pretty drunk though." There is a dramatic pause. A twinge of anger crosses her face. "You jacked off again didn't you. You couldn't find time to finish the basic fucking list of things I asked you to do, that I do on a daily fucking basis, but you could find time to jack off." She had never actually called me out on it before. "Fine. You go play, or do whatever. I'm taking a bath." I decided I would keep my distance for a while, and I slinked away into another room to watch some Netflix. I came back into the room at 11 PM. Drunk. She was on her phone, staring intently. "Heyyy there." I try to do my best to deliver the cutest greeting I could. "Hi." "Sorry about that, I'll be better about it." "Oh, I know you will." A shiver went down my spine. What does she mean by that? The next day, we start the day off fine. She looks like she is back to her normal self. "Hey, I have to head out, but I should be back soon, maybe 30 minutes or so." I try to take this opportunity to do some of the chores I neglected the previous day. Absolutely determined not to get distracted by any horny thoughts, TV or video games. She was back almost 30 minutes on the dot. "Help me with the bags please? And then come to the room, I want to chat with you about something." I gulp. I knew that getting off this easy was too good to be true. I really fucked up this time, and I knew there was some sort of price to pay. I bring in the bags. She pats the bed and beckons me to sit. "So I have determined that you are lacking in motivation. Maybe it's just guys in general, maybe it's just you, but we're married and I am want to change some things up. I looked at your browsing history. Chastity porn? Seriously? But on second thought, I figured, well, why not give the little brat what he is asking for?" I look down to the bag. Vixens. The local sex toy shop. My heart starts to beat faster and I feel the hairs on my neck stand up. "Um, what do you mean? Yeah I was just checking it out, it's not like I really like that stuff or anything." "Yeah, okay, whatever you say. So take off your pants." "Wha..." She cuts me off before I can say anything "NOW." "Um, sure Jane, whatever you say." "Okay, good, we can start here. Until you get your shit together, I am Miss Jane. I don't think were at mistress yet, or goddess for that matter, but we can start there." I swallow hard, and start to remove my pants. My cock is just hanging there, open to the air. I had shaved in the shower the other day, which I did every once in a while, to avoid a bush growing. She grabbed it with her left hand and gave a squeeze. "Huh, anything to say for yourself?" "No? good. Grab that smaller box, open it, and hand me what's inside." I grab the box and hand it to her. Too nervous to even guess what could be inside. "This is going to be a new part of our marriage, at least temporarily." When she pulled out the device my eyes grew wide. It's a chastity cage. Just like the ones I have seen numerous times in various porn videos, and imagined in the stories I've read. "Ah, looks like little Mikey likes what he has to see." Unbeknownst to myself, I started to get erect. "Hmm, we can definitely take advantage of this right now." She starts to massage my shaft, going up and down, making sure to rub the head just right. She bends down and starts to kiss it. "Oh babe that feels really nice," I say surprised. Maybe this will be okay? She looks up at me with her big eyes and stops. She smiles. "OW." "Uh uh uh, I can't have you spoiling the fun now can I??" As she squeezed my balls, I felt a jolt of pain. "Go get a bag of ice and come back." Too scared to say anything back, and just wanting this to be over, I nod. "Yes Jane." "Excuse me?" "I mean, Miss Jane." I come back with an ice pack, and hand it to her. "Come here pet." She presses the ice to my balls and my cock. At first not doing anything, but it doesn't take long until I feel myself getting soft. "And to think, I was going to reconsider if you could have stayed hard this whole time. What a shame. Now, I'm going to put this on, and then we are going to talk about some rules." I stood there, panicked and frozen. But she quickly put the ring around my balls and the device over my shrinking member, now small and hidden due to the ice. *Click* I see her turn the key. "So as you can imagine, I'm tired of your shit. You jack off way too much, and you have been majorly slacking with your share of the chores. So we are going to make some changes. I want you to read this." She presents a piece of paper to me: 1. You will not try to get out of your cage, or touch your cage at all unless cleaning 2. You will not ask me to take your cage off, or ask about the cage at all, unless it is an emergency 3. I have the right to check on your cage any time I would like 4. We will start you off at 7 days, but days can be added and taken off for good or bad behavior 5. There are two keys. One key is the emergency key, which will be kept in a safe, with a combination only I, and Amy know. Amy does not know what is in the safe, just that she should give you the combination if you were to ask her. I will have the other key on my wrist at all times. 6. I will let you out to clean the cage daily, but it will immediately be put back on, with no complaints. 7. The following will earn you good behavior points: a. Finishing all your chores without me saying anything. At first, I will make a list of these chores, but I expect that you start to take initiative. b. Doing things you don't normally want to do, like watching the bachelor with me and my friends, taking pictures of or with me, giving honest opinions on my outfits and make up. c. No jacking off... Oh wait. HAHAHA. 8. The following will earn you extra days a. Me having to remind you to do your chores, within reason. Every reminder will tack on extra days. b. Touching your cage in any way that I am not aware of, or directly supervising, unless it is an emergency. c. Trying to pleasure yourself in any way, without my supervising or present, with or without the cage. Your orgasms are mine now. d. Not participating in the things I ask you to do, within reason. I will give a warning if it is something that was maybe ambiguous, and I will ask you if are you are sure. e. Any back talking about this, at all, will most definitely earn you extra days. "Is that all clear?" she asks. I suddenly feel a rush of confidence and assertiveness. "Jane, this is ridiculous, this is not fair. I am sorry I haven't been as present, but this is going overboard, I have a stressful job, and I just need to decompress sometimes." She looked at me and smiled, ever so slightly. "I was looking forward to this. Add one day onto your punishment, you are now at 8." "What did I do?!" "You backtalked me. Add on another for questioning me. Be careful with what you say next." "I... Yes Miss Jane, whatever you say," I say through gritted teeth. "Great! We have an understanding then. I want you to take that calendar I got and hang it up in our room. Then, I want you to circle 9 days from now. It is currently February 27th, so please circle March 8th. I took the calendar. 'How could I let myself get into this position. What kind of guy lets his wife lock up his cock', I think to myself. I quickly hang the calendar and place it on the wall. I grab a red marker, and I circle March 8th. 'Damn, two days added on already, I just need to keep my head down' "Mike! Please come to the kitchen." "Did we just not talk about this 10 minutes ago? There are dirty dishes in here, and the laundry is half done. Add on 1 day to your punishment." "But we JUST got done talking about this! I haven't had a chance! I was hanging up the calendar like you said!" "Add another for talking back, and another for raising your voice." I knew I was beat. I was playing right into her plan. "Yes, Miss Jane, whatever you say," I muttered under my breath. I bowed, and left to fix the calendar. "Thank you sweetie." 'DAMNIT. Three more days, I'm up to 12 days already, why didn't I just get my shit done!' I spent the rest of the day doing as many chores as I could. I did all of the dishes, all of the laundry, took the dogs out. The stupid cage was hidden from view, but I felt it with every movement. "Mike, come in here please." 'Okay, just be calm, don't get triggered' "So I know this is a lot, and you have been a pretty good sport about it mostly, so I am willing to reward you. You know, we haven't talked about it much, but a lot of guys really like their prostate stimulated. I was thinking that maybe we could explore this since your main tool is currently indisposed." I look at her with a slightly confused face. "You mean.. my ass? Um, I think I will pass on that, but thank you for considering me." "Oh you're no fun. Okay, in the case I think Miss Jane deserves a little attention right? Why don't you make your way down." I knew what she meant right away. Thankfully, I really enjoyed going down on her. Who knows, maybe this could be my way to getting a little of my sentence reduced. As I kissed the inside of her thighs, I could just smell how turned on she was. She was loving this. I ran my fingers across her clit and it was already so wet. She grabbed my hair and pushed down. I took the cue and started to lick. I inserted a finger into her pussy. I started to massage in a hook shape. Usually this did the trick in 10 minutes or so, but I found myself going at it even more enthusiastically than normal. "OH Yes, right there, don't stop, don't you dare stop." I felt her thighs tighten. Her back arch. I kept going and her moans started to escape her lips. And suddenly she collapsed. "Oh Mikey, that felt so nice, we need to do that more often, you can take a day off your punishment for that, that was incredible." 'YES. 1 day off, down to 11. I can do this.' I turned back to Jane, but she was silent. And before I knew it, she was fast asleep. Chapter 2 (Just chastity, very slight wearing of feminine clothing) It was a sleepless night. Getting comfortable in this cage is difficult. I found that I have to sleep with my legs in a specific shape in order to allow for the cage. Maybe this is just all for show and a cruel joke and she'll take the cage off tomorrow. I definitely have learned my lesson. Probably wishful thinking. Even then, only 10 days go to. Realizing I can't fall back asleep, I get up. Thankfully, the work day is short. I get dressed and to my surprise, the cage is not visible at all through my pants. 'Damn, maybe if it was visible I could convince her to take it off for work' "Looking good handsome!" she exclaims as I step out of the closet. "I really do enjoy when you dress up. And look, nothing visible, my research paid off for sure! Why don't you go make me some tea and toast, I have a call at 9 and I want to take a quick shower. You can leave it on my nightstand before I leave." My initial reaction is to laugh at her and tell her to do it myself. But am acutely aware of how quickly she was to add days yesterday. "Yes.... Miss Jane." "Oh good boy, you learn so quick. See, you'll be out of this cage in no time." 'Rats, she didn't take a day off. Oh well, wishful thinking' I set off and start to make her request. I remember how I used to get up early to make her this when we dated. Maybe I had gotten a little complacent in marriage. But doesn't this always happen? Maybe I need to be more considerate. But I work so much, how else do we afford all of this stuff? She has said she doesn't really care about the money so much before... But then she doesn't really like to budget either. I set her tea and toast on her night stand and I take off for work. The drive is uneventful. The cage, to my surprise, doesn't really interfere with my life as much as remind me of my position. Nobody knows it's there, and nobody has a reason to suspect it. But it feels like everyone is looking at my crotch. It feels like everyone will know. The day goes as normal. But I find myself thinking of ways I can impress Jane. Maybe flowers? Maybe a nice dinner? I haven't cooked in a while. I head to my meeting. I hated these things, but every Monday at 1 PM, we went over the goals for the week. *Ding* The text notification that I reserved for Jane goes off. I've been so distracted that I haven't texted her. I open the text. "Go to the bathroom, send a picture of your new hardware, you have 5 minutes. Every minute past 5 minutes is a day added on, make sure I can see your face." My breath stops and I feel my heart rate increase. "Hey babe, I will totally get to it when I get a chance, but I'm in a meeting that I can't really get out of right now." "4 minutes." Shit shit, I mutter under my breath. "Um, hey guys, gotta run to the bathroom" I said as I turned beet red "3 minutes." I turn into the bathroom. I made it. I start to unbuckle my pants to take the picture in front of the mirror, but as soon as I unbutton my pants, one of my coworkers, Adam, walks in. "Oh hey there Mike, are you using the stall?" "Oh, no, just going to use the urinal." He gave me a weird glance seeing as I was in front of the mirror messing with my pants. So I make my way over. *Ding* - Oh no, that must be the 2 minute warning. I look at Adam going into the stall, and realize I can't take the picture now. The stall has a gap between the doors and he would see me taking the picture. I'll just have to wait. But I can't wait inside! That would be so weird. I start waiting outside the stall, feeling so incredibly awkward. *Ding* - 1 minute warning, with a Gif of a cartoon touching his watch. "I'm so sorry Miss Jane, someone is using the bathroom and I can't get in there!" - I desperately text. "... 30 seconds," she immediately replies back. "Hey Mike, you coming back? We're waiting for you to start" - Says one of my coworkers outside the room "Oh yeah, one sec guys, just waiting for the bathroom. When you gotta go, you gotta go, you know?" Should I just use the women's bathroom? No, I can't. If I get caught I would lose my job. *Ding* - time, 1 day added. *Foot steps*... *Hand washing* - I hear the unmistakable noises coming from the bathroom, and know my chance will come soon I quickly scamper out of the view of the door, and as soon as Adam turns the corner I dart in. I unbuckle my pants again and pull out my caged member. I quickly snap a pic and put my pants back on, and send the picture. As the picture is sending, *Ding* - 1 minute late, 2 days added. *Ding* The text read as follows: Thank you dear. Unforunately 3 days were added to your punishment, 1 for the first minute late, and 2 for the second minute. You can change the calendar when you get home. Also, can you stop by the store to pick up dinner tonight? You haven't cooked in a while. Three days. FUCK. It's fine. I can do this. I can make an amazing dinner, maybe get some of those days removed. No sense in complaining, I'll just get more added on. I stop by the store and grab some white wine, some pasta and some shrimp. I'll make shrimp scampi and she'll go crazy over it, she told me it was one of the most favorite things I had ever made her. "Hi there babe, I mean, Miss Jane!" "Good save. Glad you're home!" As she came up to me and grabbed me right in the crotch while I still had the bags in my hand. "I'm famished, can't wait for dinner. I'll be in the bath, let me know when it's almost done. I imagine you brought wine, so please bring me a glass. I took the dogs out already, so you don't have to worry. Oh also, if you wear the apron I laid out, I'll take a day off your punishment. Those pants look so nice, and I don't want them to get dirty." "Yes, Miss Jane, whatever you say. Enjoy your bath!" I take a look at the apron. It has frills. It has little hearts going around it, it looks like something a maid would wear on valentines day. But a day off sounds like a great deal. And it's just a piece of clothing. Whatever, I'll do it. I bring the glass of wine to the tub. She's laying in there, with dimmed lighting, soft music playing, shaving her legs. Her skin looks so smooth, and she appears so sensual. I hadn't really taken the time to notice these things before. "Thank you dear." As she opened her eyes, her hand went immediately to her mouth and she started to giggle "The apron looks nice on you, but I meant the other one. The one laid out on the bed. But keep this one on, it suits you." I look over to the bed and there's a plain chef's apron. "I just didn't want you to get your clothes dirty, getting those stains out is such a pain, and I figured you needed a win. I love the enthusiasm though." UGH, she tricked me I thought to myself. Now she knows I'm willing to wear this thing, she must know I'm feeling pretty desperate. I went back to the kitchen, and started prep. I worked quickly. I chopped the garlic, got the lemons ready, prepared a light green salad with cucumbers and red cabbage, with a light vinaigrette. I set out the plates, and the rest of the wine in a chiller. I put out the flowers, and lit some candles. "Miss Jane, the food is ready!" I yelled down the hall. "Coming dear!" As we ate, I could tell how much she liked the food. I did always have an underestimated talent for cooking. She always told me how much she liked my cooking, but I had stopped recently in favor of takeout or microwave meals. I'm not sure why I stopped in the first place. Seeing her enjoy it is so fulfilling. "The food is delicious, and the flowers and candles are a nice touch. I think this plus you wearing that apron, probably earns you two days. Congratulations, you are only 1 day positive for the day, I think that puts you at 11 right?!" "Yes, I think that's correct, well miss, is there anything else you would like me to do?" "No that's okay, you can relax now, I know you probably had a long day. Why don't you meet me in the bedroom in an hour or so, I started watching a crime documentary and I just can't take my eyes away!" An idea struck me. "Well of course. Do you mind if I watch with you?" "Don't you hate those shows?" "Well, they're not my favorite. But I feel like I have been a little too harsh on them in the past, and I should give them another chance." "Well okay! Why don't you pop us some pop corn and grab some drinks, I'll get it set up." I prepared two Moscow mules. Her favorite drinks by far. I walk into the room and I see her on the bed, hair tied up in a bun. Even in her PJs, with no makeup, she looks absolutely stunning. "Okay this one is about a guy in Nepal who was messing with people's gear when they were up on Everest. It's called "The mountain side killer, the peak of his career." As we watched, I still had the urge to ask about my cage. But I didn't want to spoil the mood. I set on just focusing on the show. And really, I had to give it to her. It really was entertaining. The episode ended and she looked at me up from my chest where her head was laying. "Well Mikey, you've been an absolute doll today haven't you. Apart from being late with your pictures, you went above all expectations. You're still at +1 days though, so why don't you go and change the calendar." I knew better than to argue. But as I stood up "But wait, why don't we make a little deal? You must be feeling oh so tight in that little cage of yours. And I have something that might ease some of that frustration. No pressure of course, but before we watch the next episode, I want you to wear this." She pulls out a small, flared, silicone device. "This is a butt plug. It connects to my phone, you see?" She clicked a button and the plug came to life, purring softly in her hand. "If you wear this until we are ready to go to bed (It is currently around 8 PM, our usual bedtime is around 11 PM), I will call today a wash, and you don't have to change the calendar at all." I thought about it. She could probably tell I felt uncomfortable, but was it really that big? Ever since she got me so close to finishing the other night, I have been straining in this cage so often. In fact, come to think of it, I was probably finding a time to jack off on a daily basis. Going this long was extremely unusual for me. "Okay." "Okay what dear." "Okay, I'll try it out, but please be gentle." "Of course I'll be gentle! You can trust me." Just stand up and put your arms on the bed. Bend over and make sure to arch your back. I do as she says, as I hear her snap a glove on dramatically. "Just a little lube okay?" I feel cold fluid touch my anus. I flinch in reaction. "Shh baby, it's okay, just relax." I feel one of her fingers push past me. "See it's not too bad right?" I feel her press down and it feels slightly like I have to pee, but in a more pleasurable way. "Mmm, looks like someone likes it." She reaches around my waist and grabs my trapped cock. "Shame this is locked away, I bet you would be so hard right now, I can feel you trying to burst out as we speak. Okay, here comes the plug, sure you want to proceed?" "Yes, go ahead." "Yes what?" "Yes Miss Jane." "Ask me nicely." "What?" "Ask me nicely to put in your butt plug." I can feel myself getting impossibly harder than I already am. "Please Miss Jane, put that butt plug in me." "Well if you put it like that, I'd happily oblige. You just have to ask!" I felt as she slowly started to insert. Again, I reflexively withdrew and squeezed, popping the little bit of what has gone in out. "Relax, relax, it's okay, it'll feel so good when it's in there, and it will make it that much closer before we let your little guy out." I relaxed my muscles entirely, and again she inserted a finger, this time massaging around, massaging the muscles on the outer ring. And with a quick push, I felt it pop past the sphincter. "Ah there we go, nice and snug. Okay lets keep watching! I need to see how he got caught." We laid back down, and unlike my cage, I definitely felt this one. It felt like something was intruding from behind, but also felt almost pleasurable. *BZZZZZZ* *BZZZZZZZ* *BZZZZZZZZZ* I hopped up and put my hands under my butt. "Hahahaha, did you enjoy that?? This special toy connects to my phone. It can tell me when it's inside, and I can make it buzz whenever." She turned up the buzzing, and I involuntarily let out a slight whimper. "Oh I see we should have done this way earlier! I love the little show you're giving me." I felt her put her hands down my boxers, and hold on to my cage. The cage was straining, standing up as straight as it could go, as she touched the tip. She lower my boxers and lifted her finger. A glistening stream of pre-cum came off the tip of the cage, as she wiped her fingers on my boxers. "Looks like someone is leaking. Guess we'll have to do this more often no? After all, it really is the only way you're going to get any pleasure any time soon." The next three hours were just repetitions of the same thing. Buzzing, teasing, and a break. Buzzing, teasing, and a break. Finally. 11 PM. "You made it sweetie, I think we should get ready for bed. Wanna leave it in for the rest of the night? I'll take another day off." "Until the morning?" "Yep!" "Can I take it out at any time if it's too much?" "Yes, just wake me up, and we can take it out any time if it becomes too much." "Okay, I'll try." And with that, I started what would be a restless night Chapter 3 (contains diapers) 1 AM I can't get comfortable in the stupid cage. She blue balled me. She left me so horny with the half blow job and me going down on her. I keep getting a boner. This butt plug is going off in my ass every hour, she must have left it on a recurring timer. Why am I still so turned on?!'How could I manage to get myself in this hole?! 3 AM It's 2:55 AM. I still can't fall asleep. I need relief. Fuck it. What she doesn't know wont hurt her. I head to the bathroom and close the door. I feel my erection straining against my cage. Is it middle of the night erections, or is it because I'm still so turned on? My hands move to the cage. I start to rub it gently and I can feel a little bit of stimulation. If I pull the cage enough, it makes some distance from the head of my penis and it feels nice. I find a rhythm, and I know the butt plug is going to go off any minute now, I can feel the familiar sensation of orgasm building. "WHAT THE FUCK." I snap my head in the direction of the door. "I thought, no, there's NO way he is trying to jack off right now. I thought 'he must just need to go to the bathroom' I thought 'here's NO way that he would break the rules this EARLY'. OH you are in for it now. Get your ASS To bed. You just added on two weeks for breaking the rules. If the butt plug was too much you just had to tell me. We had such a good day and you spoiled it. Send your boss a test right now. Tell him you are not feeling well and are going to take the day off. Besides, you have PLENTY of vacation. You were at 9 days as of midnight, and could have been down to 8 if you had just made it to 6 in the FUCKING morning. Wow. Get your ass in bed. We'll deal with this tomorrow. But go to the calendar. You are now 24 days away. Today is 2/28, which makes your release date 3/24. Good luck. Paralyzed with fear, I laid in bed and did not say a word. I fucked up. I woke up exhausted. I never got to take the butt plug out. I felt like I couldn't ask Jane after what happened last night. Man, I can't believe I did that. That was so dumb. I was so close. I could have been a week away, and even sooner with good behavior! Now it's almost a month away. And that's without fucking up. "Oh Mikey, I'm going out. I have to pick something up after last night. Also, if I were you, I'd use the bathroom now." 'Fuck what does that even mean?' I figured that she meant that I would be wearing the butt plug more, and I didn't want to mess things up further. I took the plug out, and went to the bathroom, making sure to go as much as I could. I went to her night stand and found the lube she used last night. The butt plug went in way easier than it did last night as my muscles were relaxed. I figured this was a good time to do some extra chores. I swiffered the floors, and cleaned the bathrooms. Before I knew it, two hours had passed and I heard the door open. "Meet me in the room Mike, we have some things to talk about." I crept into the room with my head hung in shame. "Let me set things straight. The next 24 days are for punishment, not for pleasure. I don't care if you don't have a single orgasm the whole time, and the only way it will happen is if you do it with your ass. I swear, if I catch you playing with yourself again, I will glue that lock shut and the only way you're getting out of that is going to a lock smith to get it cut off. I don't mind extending your punishment. We can go 6 months for all I care. I have plenty of toys to use, and I wont hesitate to ride your face as much as I need to. That being said. You broke my rules. Only two nights in and you broke the rules. And I can't let that slide. So I am adding a new dimension to this seeing as I cant trust you using the fucking bathroom anymore. You have two choices in front if you." I look down and I can't believe what I see. Diapers. "Now, don't get me wrong, they are both diapers. But you really fucked up last night and I want you to think of how much you pissed me off every time you see those princesses. Now, if you choose the princess diapers, you get to control your own bowel movements. You'll be allowed to take the diaper off and go to the bathroom, WITH THE DOOR OPEN, and put it back on when you're done. If you choose the plain white diapers, you have to wear them all the time, and you can shit your pants and clean yourself up. Either way, I want you to feel shame every time you're in the bathroom. Also, it goes without being said, that you will have to piss yourself either way, unless you choose the princesses and can hold it until you use the can." "Miss Jane, please, I'm so sorry, please don't make me wear these." "Oh you don't have to if you don't want. The last option of course is that you don't wear anything, have to ask me every time you want to use the bathroom, with the door open, but you get 5 months added to your punishment. And that 6 months is non negotiable. You won't earn any time out. So August 28th is the soonest you would come out if you don't manage to fuck anything else up." I looked down. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to wear this for 6 months, and I didn't want to shit myself. I didn't want to wear diapers at all. But I knew the game we were playing. She was giving me the illusion of choice. I definitely did not want to shit my pants, and I definitely couldn't do this for 6 months. "The princess diapers Miss Jane." "Good choice, here are your new sets of rules." I took the piece of paper she handed to me. Clearly written in anger, it looked like her pen had even ripped through part of the paper at one point, and there were multiple words scratched out aggressively. 1. You will not touch your diaper, EVER, until I say it is time to change yourself. 2. I will inspect your diaper every time you put a new one on, to ensure it is put on right 3. You will not ask me to allow you to change your diaper EVER. I will check you when I see it fit 4. Because I want easy access for checking. You will either wear nothing, or wear something that allows me to check you quickly. I will leave those choices up to you. 5. You may ask me for help with any of these tasks 6. If you try to open the bathroom for anything at ALL, you will lose all privileges and be put in 6 months of permanent chastity. I can escalate things past just a plastic cage, so tread carefully. I took the pink diaper and went to the room. Knowing things would be way different from here on out. Chapter 4 (Contains diapers and feminine clothing) "Alright. Let me see it." I slowly spun around, shoulders slumped, she made a 'tsk tsk' noise "You suck at this. Take it off, I'm going to put on you this one time, but I will NOT be changing you, I just want you to see how it is done." I just nodded my head in shame, with the fear of her anger and her control over me being way more apparent to me than the embarrassment of having her put a diaper on me. "Okay so you're going to lay back on it and put your hips about here, then youll pull it between your legs and tape it here. Before that, I don't want you getting a rash, so let's put this on you first." She grabbed a bottle of talc and sprinkled it on my crotch and behind my legs, between my ass. "Oh yeah, you still have that butt plug in!" - As she smiled for the first time today. I expected her to take it out at this point, but she took to her phone and pressed a couple of buttons. *BZZZZ*, a constant, low amplitude rumble started inside me. "So this is a chargeable plug. Has to run out eventually right? We can take it out then. If you want, I can increase the speed of the vibration and have it run out faster." At this point, it had been over 16 hours since I had this in my ass, and I had only taken it out once. It was starting to get sore. Good thing I went to the bathroom today. "Please go up on the vibration miss Jane," I said, avoiding eye contact. "Huh, you dirty little slut. Whatever you say, at least when you inevitably start leaking, you have some pretty good protection on" The plug roared to life as she went to what I presumed to be the max setting. I squealed. I couldn't focus with this thing in my ass. It was so strong, but she was right, the stronger it is, the faster it runs out. It took a couple of minutes, but the noticeability of the vibrations were subsiding, and it started to feel like a strong, but still gentle massage. And she was right, I could tell that I was leaking slowly, and rather quickly. At least it wasn't going to stain anything. "Oh and don't think for a second this gets you out of your chores." It took all of my strength, but I managed to get up. I put on a shirt and went and grabbed the loosest shorts I had. As I was sliding them up my legs, which were now permanently separated due to the bulk between them, she asked me: "What do you think you're doing? You already want to add days?" "No Miss Jane, No! I am just getting ready to do chores, I'm so sorry." At this point, I had no idea what I was even apologizing for. I think she could see I was genuinely confused, and I saw a twinge of mercy in her face. "Your shorts. I said you needed to wear things that allowed me easy access, or wear nothing at all." "But, I don't have anything like that." "Well. You'll just have use your imagination. If you want me to buy something for you, just let me know. I guess for now you can be naked, well, if you count wearing a diaper and a t-shirt as naked." "But it's so cold in here." "Well, the best I can do is offer you some of my clothes. But you're bigger than me so I'm not sure what might fit you.." She stood there, making an exaggerating face "I know what you could wear!" She said in an extremely sarcastic tone. "Remember that skirt you were bugging me to wear? The school girl one? Well. It is a one size fits all after all. OOO, OOO, and I have some thigh high tights. So you're basically wearing pants!" "But Miss Jane, that's for girls!" "Well you already wanted to wear the hearts apron, and you already chose a pink diaper. Besides, it's just until we find you something more manly. Ill take a day off if you wear it, just so I can see how funny you look." A day. I needed a win right now. I needed to shift this momentum. Maybe this is just her way of punishing me, and going along with it will get me more bonus days. "Okay ill do it. But please don't take any pictures or tease me too much." "Oh I wouldn't dream of it," in a tone just dripping with sarcasm. So I took the skirt into the bedroom, along with the tights. To be fair, the tights were very warm. The skirt itself was so wispy, that I doubt it added anything, but at least it covered up the diaper. Well most if it anyway, as the bottom kind of peaked, and it was on full display when I bent over. I took a look at the list: 1. Dust all surfaces in the house. I will be conducting a white glove test at the end of the day, just as a fair warning. 2. Vacuum all the rugs and carpets. The Roomba does not count, although you are free to turn it on while you clean other things. 3. Swiffer the hard wood floors 4. Deep clean the bathrooms. 5. Text your boss that you are not feeling well and you think you might be coming down with the flu, maybe even COVID. 6. Take out the garbage (no, I will not let you put on any other clothes, lest you want me to add a day on) 7. Start dinner to be done by 7 PM 8. Clean up after dinner 9. Feed the dogs I looked and realized I had a very long day ahead of me. I started with the dusting, but turned on the Roomba first. I noticed there wasn't really that much dust in even the hard-to-reach places. I guess Jane must have been dusting on a regular basis. I never even thought to thank her. Ultimately, it really was only dusty in the places that she was probably too short to reach. And even then, it wasn't bad. Awesome. First task done. I turned on the vacuum. As I vacuumed, the dogs went nuts. They started to chase me and bite at the cord, barking and making a ruckus. I put them outside, fully knowing they would come in as a disaster, requiring a full bath probably. The vacuuming also did not take very long. This another thing that Jane must have been doing on a regular basis. I remember not vacuuming for months at my old apartment and it being so difficult to get things out well. The swiffering did take a long time. But this was mostly because there were paw prints everywhere. There were a couple of pee spots I had missed the other day as well. But to think of it, I never noticed the pee spots and paw prints before today. Were they always there and I just didn't notice? Or was Jane doing this on a regular basis. I heard Jane chatting away in the office, talking to one of her coworkers. I hadn't really taken the chance to thank her for sacrificing her career for me. While I had a higher potential earning, she was in a prime spot to move up in her job, and really created a ceiling for herself when she took the remote position. She had been trying so hard recently, and had been talking about attending school. I have offered no support other than the superficial words of encouragement. All of the sudden, I started to feel really guilty. I finished up the swiffering, and it hit me. I really had to pee. I noticed the urge coming earlier, but I pressed on, but this time it was approaching quickly. I didn't dare ask about using the bathroom, but she was busy, so maybe I could use it really quick without her knowing, besides, I had to clean it anyway. I snuck over to the bathroom, and as I turned the knob, my heart dropped. The door was locked. Our bathroom doors locked from the inside. I didn't even know we had a key! Oh no. I returned to the kitchen and started to pace. She came out of the room and said, "I hope I heard you going into the bathroom because you wanted to clean it, not because you wanted to use it." "Yes.. I just wanted to see how dirty they are so I can clean them," I lied. "Add a day. I can see you lying from a mile away, but no worries, I would know if you took that diaper off anyway. And I KNOW you wouldn't have tried that. Must be around that time right? You have to pee don't you?" "...Yes Miss Jane." "You look cute in that skirt, your butt looks so big, HAHA. Well go then. I was being serious, if you have to use the bathroom so bad, go ahead, you're wearing it. You decided to act like a fucking toddler last night, so I decided to start treating you like one." "In front of you?? I can't!" "Yep. I want to be here for the glorious moment when you lose your last shred of dignity. Pissing your princess diaper, wearing a school girl skirt and tights, while your butt plug is buzzing in your ass, in front of your wife." She was right. There was no saving face in this situation. So I did it. I closed my eyes, and relaxed my bladder, and felt my crotch get warmer. And warmer. And warmer. At one point I thought it was going to leak, so I put my hands on my thighs to feel for pee, but nothing was there. "Oh don't worry, they're high absorbency." I opened my eyes when I finished, and even now you could tell my diaper was sagging a bit. "Well, we're going to have to be careful, we might need to get you a onesie! Good show dear! Let me know when you're ready to clean the bathroom." "But miss Jane!" "What..." - And she gave me the, 'careful what you say next look'. "Thank you... for everything you have done around here. I feel that I haven't acknowledged how hard you work." "Whatever you say pissy pants" - But I could tell this made her happy, as she turned just a slight shade of red. I took the keys and in the middle of cleaning the shower head, the butt plug finally turned off. Ah, relief. I took the chance to text my boss, and she wished me a speedy recovery. I put dinner on the stove. I figured I would make something simple while I got the other chores done. I couldn't make pasta again. I pulled out a chicken breast from the fridge and dressed it in bbq sauce, and I started boiling potatoes. Mashed potatoes and bbq chicken. Another fan favorite if I remembered correctly. I took the chance as the dogs were next to me begging to make their food. One of them sniffed my butt and looked at me confused. "Great, now the dog thinks I'm a freak too." I had my final task. The garbage. Thankfully, it was dark at this point. I figured the faster I get this done, the better. I put all of the bags into the green bin, peaked out the garage door, and hastily made my way to the end of the drive way. I sprinted back inside, and in the garage I see my lovely wife filming me. "OH that was hilarious. The look of panic on your face! Better get inside! Who knows whos watching!" I sprinted back inside, and I started to laugh. The whole situation was ridiculous, and complaining about it wasn't going to get me anywhere. Tears of embarrassment started to form in my eyes. "Miss Jane... I love you. Dinner is almost ready." And I headed back to the kitchen and started to set the table. As she sat down, she exclaimed, "Oh I forgot! Your diaper. I better check you. But let's wait for after dinner. We can give your stomach a chance to move things. We can take out that butt plug as well. Impressive you've made it this far! I thought for sure you would be bargaining with me to add more days. You must really want to get out huh." "Yes Miss Jane." "So. Tell me what you've learned then." And for the first time. I saw a real glimmer of hope. A real chance to make things right, and not just sneak around and try to trick her. "So much. Let me tell you." Chapter 5. (Sex stuff and the ending) I started with telling her how proud I was of her, and how much she has worked, and how awesome of a job she does. I thanked her for putting her career on hold to help with mine. I praised her and finally offered a real thanks for managing the house hold. She did it so well, that I didn't realize how hard it was. Even vacuuming with the dogs, and keeping on the small things took a lot of effort. I thought that because I made more money, that I just had the right to play video games and drink beer whenever I wanted, but that it wasn't fair to her. She also deserved off time, and she deserved to be pampered too. We both laughed at the word pampered. Finally, I dropped the big bomb. I'm sorry for being a selfish lover. I told her how when I slowed down and didn't go for the immediate gratification, I noticed how beautiful she looked doing the every day things. I told her how I agreed that my jacking off was a problem, and that I needed to work on my self control. I also told her how incredibly turned on I had been in the past couple of days since I went down on her, and how I should take the time to do that more often. "Incredible what a little humiliation will do to a guy huh." "Yeah... it really has made me think." "So, how about we take that diaper off. Why don't you go use some of these wipes and clean yourself off. You can take that butt plug out too, don't worry about putting one back on. Come to the bedroom, and take off that skirt, you look ridiculous. The tights too." "Um... Yes Miss Jane!" Could it be happening? Am I finally catching a break? As I walked in the room, she dangled a key off her wrist, held out infront of her. "Three days and you realized how you've been acting, not bad. I thought it would take a week at least. But, be honest, did you hate all of it?" "Honestly... No. I have been super turned on this whole time, and I can't just blame it on the initial night." "Well, I miss having sex with you. And going down on me is fine and all, but it doesn't really take care of the real thing. So I'm ready to take your face off." "I'm sorry I jacked off so much." "I don't care if you jack off every once in a while. But it was just becoming so much that we couldn't have sex anymore. And I love having sex with you! But I can't say I haven't enjoyed this cage. I love that you get desperate and let me play with you." She took the key off her wrist and unlocked me. Immediately, I started to get hard. She led me to the bathroom and used a wash cloth to clean me off, and put on a glove. She got down on the ground and took my cock in her mouth, and started to poke and tease at my asshole. I think she could tell that I was getting close to finishing, so she stopped and pulled me back to the bed. She pushed me down on my back and straddled my face with her pussy, getting comfortably into a 69 position. I felt her wetness on my face, and started to lick her clit and run my tongue up to her ass. I heard her shiver, as she lifted up her face and turned back around, plunging her tongue into my mouth. She stopped and smiled at me. "Nuh uh, not so quick now," as she turned around. She settled down on my cock and started to gyrate her hips, going up and down. I started to match her rhythm, and soon I felt myself building. But amazingly, before I could finish, she put her hands on my chest and dug her nails into me. She arched her back and moaned out. That was enough to put me over the edge, and I came so hard. Wave after wave went into her hole, as she kept riding me, moans coming out of my mouth, as I finally collapsed, exhausted. It was the best sex I had ever had, and it probably didn't last all of 2 minutes. "Wow." "Agreed," is all I could muster up. "Wanna take a shower? Go turn it on, I'll be right in." I turned on the shower, and I got inside. Numb. Tingling. Elated. I heard her get in and I took my head out of the water and turned around. She grabbed my cock. Expertly, a ring had gone around it, and a cage over my penis again. Click. Amazed it could happen that quick, I looked at her confused. "This has been too much fun. You said it yourself. Besides, you still owe me 24 days." I couldn't help but smile. End