My wife and I have been together for 6 years and married 3 of those. I have been into bdsm/femdom since my teens. Something about a powerful woman in control and making me her slave just did it for me. One night, while drinking, we both confessed about having bdsm fantasies. Her were more mild and mine were more wild.

Over the course of the next few months, we would talk about it and what we wanted to try. Since I have been into this since my teens, I had a good idea of what I liked but wanted to try the things she wanted to also. We found out that she is a domme and I’m a sub. She likes having the control and power and I enjoy giving it to her.

As we became more comfortable with everything, I’d share more details about my fantasies and even share articles that I found. I’d write these long, elaborate stories to send her. I’d even add rationales of why certain things turned me if I thought she would find them weird or something. It seemed to help but because I was more comfortable with this than her, I pushed the boundaries for her to where she wasn’t comfortable. Ultimately, I was topping from the bottom. And it almost ruined kinky play time for us. But one night we had a very deep talk about everything and she listened when I told her what turned me on and why it turned me on in the context of femdom/power exchange.

A few days later, she caged me in my chastity cage. I had a few pair of panties I’d wear while caged for the support of them but they looked like they were unisex underwear. We went to target and this is where she discovered that humiliation was fun for her. She took me panty shopping and made sure everyone could hear her saying certain ones would look good on me. The redder my face got, the more she liked it.

One day, I was looking at different cages and decided to order one for us to try and give us some options. But, I ordered the wrong one!!!! I ordered a micro cage that is 1.1” long. When I showed it to her, she said “that’s so little. It looks uncomfortable” I shrugged and said I would have to try it on to see.

The next time she locked me up, it was in the micro cage and it took some work, mainly because I was rock hard try to put it on. But once I got it on, she inspected me. After inspecting it, she showed me a note that was in the package with it. She said “if it fits in the small cage, it belongs in the small cage. Probably because it’s small” I instantly tried to get hard but couldn’t.

I had suggested SPH a couple of times but she didn’t want to try it. So her saying that was a huge surprise. But the bigger surprise was the change in her. She was really embracing her Domme role and the more comfortable she became, the more she pushed our limits.

Our relationship has evolved into a D/S relationship and a FLR. The more power and control she got, the more intoxicated she became with it. Everything she does is to have control over me or reinforce our roles. She loves using power exchange, tease and denial, humiliation, pain.

She has made me wear panties all the time, I’m caged most of the time, she likes ball torture, she adds elements of crossdressing like I wear a bra sometimes or a nightgown to go to bed. She finds it even funnier because of how “alpha” I appear but nobody knows the truth. That is that I’m caged and wearing panties, sometimes a bra, and that my pubic hair is waxed into a triangle.

I have to say, it has gone farther than I expected and she plans on going farther. And I love it!!!!!