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Feeling ready to be caged.

I want to be teased and denied again and again.

I want to lick her to orgasm while she strokes my hair.

I want to hold her and help while she touches herself, for us both to use our fingers to bring her to a loud climax.

I want to massage her feet while she wears just my key on a chain.

I want to watch her flirt and be flirted with, while she keeps me locked. For her to think about other men and tell me who she finds hot and why.

I want to be made to wait and wait before she allows me to make love to her, and then I want her to make me lick her clean afterwards.

I want her to dress me up, then peg me, telling me that I make a good girl.

I want her to choose a big realistic dildo and let me fuck her with it while she tells me how much she likes a good long fuck with a massive cock.

I want to know all her fantasies, and for her to feel she can act on them.

I want her to tell me that she might not want to unlock me again.

Three weeks since my op, finally back at work.

The Doctor who operated saw me a week after, he apologised so many times I started to worry, the infection was rubbish, but the blood clots were more worrying.

Every day it’s getting a bit better (and the lumps a bit smaller)

We had a conversation today where she told me she wants to lock me back up, but won’t until she is happy I have healed.

I ordered a smaller cage and ring so we have it ready. Will probably look to ease back into it, but feel much happier.

A short story of mine on literotica, if you like it then please rate and share

https://www.literotica.com/s/shower-time-short-story

The couple are showering together, both naked and enjoying the jets of hot water on their bodies, steam hangs in the air.

Claire has already washed and conditioned her blonde bob and her wet hair is swept back out of her pretty face, her large BBW body has turned a healthy pink from the heat of the water and she uses a sponge to rub shower gel all over her big breasts and the rolls of fat around her stomach. She pays extra attention to her perfectly shaved pussy and adds extra soap to clean around her asshole, enjoying teasing her entrance by pushing a soapy fingertip inside slightly.

Claire cannot really reach her own back, but doesn't ask her husband to help. He is stood watching her, not quite fully under the jets of water and he has his hands behind his back.

Claire rubs the sponge all over his broad chest and down to his stomach, coating him in soapy foam before she reaches a hand down to grab hold of his cock, taking her time to give the head and shaft a careful cleaning with the sponge.

She then moves herself closer and begins rubbing the swollen head of his cock over the soft expanse of her belly before pointing it downwards, underneath her overhanging roll of fat, down between her thick thighs, teasing him against her soapy pussy lips for a few minutes before she turns around and rubs him in the wide crack of her ass, touching him against her rosebud.

He gives a moan of excitement and she gives a laugh and turns back around to face him. She kneels down and starts to kiss and tease him with her tongue and mouth.

She feels him trembling with desire as he keeps his hands behind his back, watching his wife intently as she pulls her mouth away from his cock and reaches down to pick up a thick metal ring around two inches in diameter.

Claire holds the ring up beneath his cock and then reaches two fingers through it, pinching hold of some loose skin from his ball sack and pulling it through. Claire carefully manoeuvres one of his balls through the metal ring before pulling more loose skin through and gently squeezing his other testicle into position and through the hoop, all the time her husband remains stood still without resisting.

Claire reaches a hand up and grips the shaft of his cock tightly, bending it over roughly and pushing the head downwards and into the metal circle, she ignores her husband's groans of discomfort and pushes firmly until the first inch of his cock is through the ring and she shifts her hands again to grip it and pull from the other side.

Within a minute she has expertly fitted and adjusted his cock ring.

Claire picks a second metal piece from the shower floor and tightly grips the shaft of his cock again, his is fully erect and she can feel his pulse through her fingers. She pushes the body of his metal cock cage against the top of his hard, swollen member, which is far too large to fit inside. She does not stop pressing and after several minutes the pressure of Claire's hand squeezing and the unforgiving metal cage begin to defeat her husband's erection and the cage slowly and inexorably slides down his length, centimetre by centimetre, until the cage eventually reaches the base ring, trapping his rapidly shrinking member inside the thick metal bars.

One final adjustment from Claire lines up a set of slots and the two pieces of metal slide together. Claire then holds his caged cock in one hand while the other gropes between her huge soapy breasts to find the thin silver chain with two small keys on it. She selects and uses the first key, which is attached to a brass fitting, to lock the cock cage, pushing the brass device into its slot then twisting and pulling the key away, leaving the metal device sealed tight.

Claire releases her husband's locked cock from her hands. He sees that she has finished and obediently turns himself around so his backside facies Claire, she reaches upwards and uses the second key to undo the set of stainless-steel shackles from around his wrists.

The heavy metal cuffs are placed on the floor just outside the shower before Claire returns to her husband who embraces her. She cuddles herself into him, lifting her face upwards to kiss him as he starts rubbing his hands across her wet naked belly, groping upwards to her breasts and playing gently with her slippery nipples.

She laughs and tells him that she had already cleaned her front and it was her back she needs washing, but first maybe he should get on his knees and give her an orgasm. He obliges without complaint, kneeling and using his tongue and fingers on her greedy pussy while his locked cock dangles useless and untouched between his legs.

Claire grips his hair tightly and pushes his face into her cunt as she feels her orgasm build; loving how hard her husband tries to please her even though he knows there will be no release for him today, telling him to fuck her with his fingers while he rubs his tongue up and down over her swollen clit.

He helps her lift one leg up over his shoulder to give better access to her pussy, holding her steady with one strong hand while using the other to pump three fingers in and out of her soapy wet hole while he continues to circle her hard clit with his tongue.

Claire reaches one hand behind and starts to rub around her asshole, she pushes a finger in up to her first knuckle before the sensations become too much and she has to pull it back out. She perseveres and begins to slowly finger fuck her own ass in time with her husband pushing his fingers into her cunt until she reaches her shuddering climax, almost collapsing on her husband with the intensity.

Suddenly her clit is too sensitive to touch and she moves away for her husband's tongue, letting the fingers slip out of her pussy and ass.

He continues to kneel in front of her and, after a short while, Claire steps forward and spreads her legs slightly using her hand to pull at her pussy lips, she moves her hips around in order to direct a stream of urine onto her chastity slave, aiming for his chest and cock. The golden liquid splashes over him as he grins in excitement, rubbing her piss over his body.

"I love cock cleaning night." She tells him with a laugh. "Now you can scrub my back."

It seems like ages ago. Recovering slowly, last nights I slept well and didn’t need painkillers when I woke up.

I still have a very swollen pair of bollocks though😕

This is my latest story on Literotica if you like it then please rate and leave a message.

https://www.literotica.com/s/chastity-dreams-pt-01

Just had the call from the Doctors, cancellation appointment available for a vasectomy tomorrow.

Unlocked and ready.

She has already asked how long will I need before it can go back on.

I asked if she would make sure I was drained before I go, I even offered to try for twice in one night.

I got a smile and “maybe” in response.

There is absolutely nothing like the feeling of pressing your body against your naked wife, being told to use your fingers on her, that moment when she makes you suck her finger and she joins in, playing with her clit as you finger her, the shudder of her orgasm and knowing that she has no intention of unlocking you. What a sexy start to the day.

It’s amazing how quickly six weeks has passed since we decided to just go for it and locked it up.

We had been cuddling and playing, she had been squeezing and pulling on my cock getting me hard, then she rolled over and I got behind.

She ended up getting herself off with her fingers after I had cum after only a minute or two. She is so lively that she even told me it was fine, that she enjoyed it.

I realised then that I’m not enjoying sex, I can’t last, and no woman would be happy with what I offer.

So that afternoon I just messaged her and said that I’d like her to start wearing my key again, she messaged back saying ok and I just got in the shower and put it on.

Before we have always done it as a tease / game. The denial and the build up for a week, sometimes two before release.

This time we just carried on as normal, except I can’t play with myself and she has told me that any sex will be initiated by her and only when and if she wants it.

I don’t think I have ever felt happier.

My wife normally wears knickers and a vest top in bed, she will move her pillows to the foot of the bed and lie on her stomach so I can rub cream onto her feet, she expects at least half an hour, if not longer.

After she admitted that she is starting to enjoy teasing me more (she is naturally quite reserved) i have seen her start to change her routine, almost to test me and herself.

On Tuesday she decided that she would lie on her back and I ended up knelt on the floor next to the bed in order to massage her feet how she wanted. It was quite odd how powerful she seemed and how uncomfortable it was.

Last night she came to bed wearing the smallest g-string thong I think she owns, I could hardly concentrate as I stared at it almost disappearing between her ass cheeks. She even took her top off afterwards so I could rub her neck and shoulders as she lay next to me.

I had the strongest night time erections afterwards since I was locked, I must have been awake for two hours trying to get it to shrink down.

In the end she decided the metal cage looked fine in my trousers and didn’t have me swap.

We arrived at the hotel and I unpacked. No oils, no lube, no toys, no key.

I watched her shower, and dress in the sexiest outfit. I loved it and couldn’t stop kissing and squeezing her big belly and bottom.

At one point in the evening I watched her flirting with another man, she seemed to enjoy herself.

Back in the hotel she undressed and then told me she was didn’t want an orgasm, that she was tired and it was time to sleep.

I cuddled her and pressed my cage against her backside as I listened to her snore.

We talked this morning about our night away this weekend.

She told me that she thought I should wear the carbon fibre cage as it would be less “bulky” she said we would swap it over tomorrow before we go.

The key would be staying here.

But she told me that it was because she knew that’s what I would want.

I said that we could still take massage oils, toys and lube and we could find a different way to make her cum.

She told me that there didn’t seem much point if I wanted to stay locked

It seems pointless to unlock me as it only lasts two minutes I replied

She smiled and stroked my hair.

As she left for work she gave me a kiss and cuddle, I told her I loved her and wanted her to be happy with me.

She told me I was a good boy as she turned and walked through the door.

It was probably our most direct conversation about keeping me in chastity since we started this time. I think we’re both still working things out in our own minds.

31 nights last night.

She reached for the keys, even tried to unlock me herself. It was the first time she had seen my new cage and she made a few comments about how she thought I’d only bought a new back ring for the carbon fibre one, and she threw in a disappointed “oh God” which didn’t enhance the mood.

I ended up unlocking and removing it for her, we left the base ring on. I was told “no” when I tried to touch her pussy. She lubed me up and got on her hands and knees.

I tried to last more than a minute, but thankfully the back ring kept me fairly hard after I’d filled her with a months worth of cum. I carried on pushing in and out until she started to thrust back on me, she got herself off with her fingers then played with my balls as I stayed inside her for a few minutes afterwards.

She asked if I wanted the key and lock in the bathroom for the morning, she didn’t tell me I could sleep unlocked and she didn’t need to tell me to put it back on before I went to work.

I hadn’t expected to be unlocked. To be honest I think I would have preferred to have held her while she touched herself, or even better, to have had her push my head down and given the chance to use my mouth.

I’m not sure she enjoyed it that much, a month long wait for a disappointing few minutes. I guess I’ll find out if she did or not by how she decides to have her next few orgasms.

I was brushing my teeth and walked into the bedroom, she was wearing some old red knickers and a black top, she had moved her pillows to the bottom of the bed and just left the foot cream near my pillow.

I rubbed cream on her feet for twenty minutes while we watched an episode of Big Bang theory. Then I washed my hands and she turned the tv off. I lay next to her with one arm around her belly as she lay on her side facing away from me. I listened to her start to snore.

This morning she got up and put her pj bottoms on and went downstairs.

That was one full month in chastity.

My new cage arrived this morning, exactly the same as the one I broke, but this one is stainless steel. It fits like a glove and has quite a weight to it.

My wife brought the parcel upstairs and had to search for the key to the CB I’ve been wearing. She wasn’t even sure it was the right key, I’m taking that as a sign that she has no intention of touching me or letting me out.

She seems more than happy with having her feet and neck and shoulders rubbed, and It’s been over two weeks since she had me squeezing her breasts while she gave herself an orgasm.

I think she has been doing her playing when I’m not there since then, unless her sex drive is really so low that one in a month is all she wants at the moment.

Starting to see what my wife’s idea of chastity is and it doesn’t seem to involve teasing. But it does seem to be much more intimate.

28 days later, four full weeks and one broken cage!

Have been fine, nearly a full month locked. I have been extra attentive and have not asked for anything kinky or to be unlocked. She says she has been happy, that it has been better this time than previously. But this morning I have just been filled with self doubt and wondering what I’m doing and why.

I’m so sad. The back ring snapped at the lock part overnight. I woke at about four am with a very strange erection as the cage was allowing more growth. Have had a look, but cannot see any way to fix. Have ordered another ring, but imagine it will take a while to arrive.

I had to wake my wife to get the key, she had it in her purse, in her handbag, in the hall, so I don’t imagine she had any intentions of unlocking me for anything sex related at all.

We did talk that she was happy with me locked and I have been drinking and eating less so really didn’t want to stop, it’s stupid, but I feel like we have nearly got things working and it’s just spoiled.

I’ve had to put an old CB which will probably do for a few days, maybe I’ll have to just keep swapping between a few different cages.

We have just hit 20 nights caged, matching my record, only unlocked once a week for a proper cleaning. No mention at all of a release date. It’s funny, but I’m feeling happy with that. We kiss and cuddle more now than ever and there is nothing quite like holding someone close as they give themselves an orgasm.

Last night we drank Prosecco and watched a film, she had me rub cream into her feet as well as giving her a long shoulder and neck massage, all she wore was a small pair of almost see-through white knickers. I was kept in my cage and she did not want an orgasm. We talked about lots of things and I have never felt happier.

I wonder how many people are into chastity, I wonder if anyone I know is also caged.

How would you even start that conversation?

I have started the blog just to be able to share my thoughts with the void. It’s sometimes a bit much carrying everything in my head.

I am not interested in having an online mistress so don’t even ask, but would genuinely love to chat and share experiences with any other chastity / FLR husbands, or couples.