So I've, for the most part, been lurking for quite a while and felt that I need to contribute to the subreddit that I've been gleaning so much information from for the past year or so and detail my experience so far with chastity.

My wife (34F) and I (43M) have been toying with chastity for about five months now. We've been together for six years and while it started with me filling the stereotypical dominant role in the relationship, things have decidedly changed to her assuming that role over time. I've always had an interest in FemDom, but never thought about it other than as a kink that I enjoyed watching in porn. Well, things have evolved in our relationship and with her becoming more dominant we ended up interested in chastity.

It started with me masturbating too much. We both felt that this was affecting our relationship as I would simply resort to masturbation instead of pursuing sex with her. Not that I should always be the one to initiate sex, but I wouldn't show as much interest if I had recently "taken things into my own hands", so to speak. With me showing less interest, she would feel less desired and in turn wouldn't initiate as often either. It was all just a vicious cycle. Now, mind you, this would simply mean that rather than have sex a few times a week, it would happen only once or twice a week. I've been in a sexless relationship before and this wasn't nearly like that, but things could definitely be better.

So I decided that I would become "the master of my domain." :-) Well, easier said than done. People tend to take the path of least resistance and I was no different. After a brief spike in our lovemaking habits, things quickly returned to the way they were.

Shortly, we saw that things were back to how they once were and she asked if I had been "playing solo" again. I confessed that I had and told her that I need her to take control of my orgasms and suggested forced chastity on my behalf. I showed her the CB-6000 and she instantly agreed that I should order one. I did some research and ordered one straight from the source, cb-x.com.

As soon as it came, she had me in it. Initially, it was a day here and there. Our sex life was on the upswing once again and things were good. She decided that when it was her time of the month, she couldn't utilize me anyhow, so I would stay locked up during that time. Well, three days in to that "period", she was teasing the hell out of me and while I was grinding on her, I split my CB-6000!

I guess I'm on the larger size of average. Specifically in regards to girth. So getting into the CB-6000 was a problem at times. I figured out how to get myself into it and coined it the "turtle method." (Which I'm happy to say has caught on!) Anyway, I found that the CB-6000 was a bit tight in regards to circumference. I simply couldn't urinate while wearing it without pushing extremely hard and even then would end up having to vacate my urethra by manually massaging it out.

Now this is where buying straight from cb-x.com paid off for me. They not only honored their warranty, but agreed to replace the CB-6000 cage with The Curve cage. (Great customer service!)

So now I have a Curve, which works MUCH better for me. (I can pee again! Yay!) Well, the novelty of it wore off soon enough. We've been very busy this summer and everyone knows how that goes. Well, I was warned not to masturbate or else I'd be locked up for two weeks. I balked at this as I didn't think she was serious. I would even smirk whenever she said it. Maybe I was testing her resolve, but I went ahead and defied her by rubbing one out one evening after she had gone to sleep as it had been a day or two since we'd had sex. When I say sex, that encompasses quite a bit. As I said, she'd become quite a bit more dominant in the last year or two. As such, we've gotten into some kinks, such as pegging. I'm also required to clean up whatever mess I leave behind when I cum. So here we are, about to have some fun, and she asks if I've been good the last few days. I tell her that I haven't. I wouldn't lie to her even if I thought it was in my best interest. But I honestly didn't think she'd follow through with her threat. Well, my lack of self control wasn't about to get in her way of fucking me with the new "huge" strap-on (8.3" circumference!) that we'd recently purchased, so she did just that after tying me up. Once I came, she proceeded to keep using her hand on me in an attempt to administer some post-orgasm-torture, which I REALLY can't take. I didn't come a second time, but she made her point.

As soon as I got out of the shower she told me to cage up. She explained that she warned me and that I wouldn't be let out for two weeks. I did what she asked and smirked when she clicked the lock shut. Well that was nearly a week ago and between teasing the hell out of me every day and fucking me with the strap-on every other day without being released, I know she plans on keeping me locked up as promised. She's also said that in the future, I'll be kept in the cage except for when she wants to use me.

I always felt like I could handle even a month of being locked up. But here I am, one week into a two week sentence and I'm going absolutely nuts. I could barely sleep last night after being fucked by her. My dick was throbbing all night. I woke up multiple times by my body's attempt to produce an erection. I'm not sure how I'm going to get through eight more days of this. I'll try to post updates as things progress.

Update 1: So the last couple days have been uneventful. I've actually been quite sick with a head cold and not up for much of anything other than sleeping. My wife pointed out that I should look at the bright side in the fact that I've pretty much logged two days locked up without being teased and fucked. Tomorrow (Friday) afternoon will be very different though as we'll both be home.....alone! Lets just say that this will be the first time that has happened in over five years. (School is back in session!) I'm very much looking forward to it, but I know I won't be released.

Another benefit of the Curve, for me at least, is that I can keep "myself" clean without having to ask to be released for a washing. With the CB-6000, I was so crammed in, there was no way to get anything in there to wash up.

Update 2: Friday went as I expected. She pegged me again and then sat on my face for a bit once I told her I couldn't take any more. http://imgur.com/sxusMks As you can see, I remained locked up. Even though I was still as horny as hell, getting pegged takes the edge off quite a bit.

Things did NOT go as I expected on Saturday though. We got up as usual, had breakfast and relaxed a bit. She started getting some chores done and I decided to go do some myself. I walked into our bedroom, where she was, to let her know that I was going outside to mow the lawn. We kissed as we typically do, but with the fact that I've been locked up for over nine days now, I lingered a bit and backed her up to the bed. I started grinding on her, but she quickly turned things, and me, around. She asked me how my cock was doing all locked up and told me that she was going to fuck me again tonight. I was going nuts with her grinding on me like she was and she just stopped, got up, and told me to stay there. I wasn't sure exactly what she had in mind, but I could hear the familiar sound of lube being squeezed from it's tube and thought she decided to peg me right then instead. Well, she came up behind me, pulled my shorts down and slowly inserted something. I knew it wasn't the "huge" strap-on that we'd recently purchased at it takes quite a bit to get that thing in. She then pulled my shorts back up and said, "Well, get to mowing!" I knew then that she popped the butt plug in. I looked at her in disbelief. She read my face and said that she didn't expect me to do the front and back with it in, but I could choose one or the other. I was looking at her expecting her to laugh it off and confirm that she was just joking, but no. She then explained that she was serious. It took a moment to sink in, but I quickly choose the front lawn as it's easily 1/5th the size of the back lawn. I then proceeded to mow the front lawn while plugged. As soon as I finished I jumped in the shower. I never did get to the back lawn that day.

A bit later in the day I lured her onto the bedroom once again. I knew she had things to do, but as horned up as I was I just needed some attention. She tried to dismiss me a couple times, but I was being persistent. She then took on her "In charge" attitude, rolled me onto my stomach, and grinding on me from behind. This lasted for only a minute and then she went into the bathroom again. (Uh oh! Why do I have to push things. Oh yeah! Because I've been locked up for nine days already.) She came back with the dildo from the first strap-on she purchased and the lube. This one is very stiff and tends to hit the prostate quite a bit. She pushed it in and proceeded to go to town. I immediately felt as if I had to pee and told her so. She said to go ahead. Confused, I looked at her. She told me to get up and go pee, but kept the dildo in me as I did so. She followed me into the bathroom while ensuring that the dildo didn't come out. I walked up to the toilet and she bent me forward. I was standing with my hands against the wall with my caged penis hovering far over the toilet and a dildo up my ass held in by my wife. She started to work it in and out again and said, "Pee!" I really felt I had to, but didn't want to because I knew that with the cage on, at this distance, there would be pee everywhere. I let me knees buckle and straddled the toilet. The cage dangling over the edge of the seat and my ass presented allowing my wife access to me from behind. For as bad as I felt I had to pee, especially with the activity that my wife was administering, I just couldn't. Not a drop. She questioned me in that over-the-top condescending voice. "What's wrong? I thought you needed to pee." All I could do was groan. She stopped after a bit and walked over to the sink and rinsed off the dildo. I followed and walked up behind her, put my arms around her, kissed her neck, grinding on her against the sink. She immediately went into "In charge" mode again and said, "Oh, still need more?" She quickly turned the tables and had me pushed up against the bathroom counter and popped the dildo, which was still in her hand, back in. This time she didn't let up until I was dripping from my cage.

She told me that she was still going to fuck me (with the "huge" strap-on) later that night. But by the end of the day we were both just too tired to do anything else.

On Sunday evening she planned on making up for the fact that she didn't get to fuck me the previous evening. As much as I wanted her to, I just wasn't up for it and let her know. She knew what I meant and said that tomorrow there would be no excuses.

Update 3: Although the two weeks is up today (Thursday), it's been explained to me that since my wife is currently on her period and can't use me, I'll be locked up until she can take full advantage of my pent up energy. While this is frustrating for me it's only another day or two. She's promised to make my release "memorable".

So immediately after writing update 2 on Monday night, my wife asked how I was feeling. Well I know exactly what that means and told her I was feeling pretty good. She responded by telling me to get myself prepared and have my ass ready and waiting for her. Well, one thing I failed to mention in update 2 was that when I told her on Friday afternoon that I couldn't take any more and she relented, she said that she wouldn't be as sympathetic next time. Well, she absolutely followed through with that promise. Again, she fucked me with the huge dildo. She didn't strap-on this time though. She decided that she would administer my fucking by hand instead. She fucked me in a few positions and when I said I needed to stop she just kept going. Even having me laying flat on my stomach, legs strait back, she just kept fucking me. I did not safe-word, but I did feel like I had been violated.

Wednesday afternoon we had the house to ourselves once again and she told me that she expected me ass up when she got back from dropping the little one off at school. As soon as she got back she strapped on and started pounding me. When I say pounding, it's not an overstatement. The dildo she uses is absolutely huge, as you can see in the photo. http://imgur.com/sXGebAW Once I said I couldn't take any more she kept pushing me. I actually said it multiple times, but she kept going. I eventually had to safe-word. I was exhausted and just couldn't take it any more.

As I'm writing this most recent update I've noticed that my story has turned from chastity-centric to being all about being pegged. I guess that's due to being locked up for two weeks now. Having my cock in a cage for two weeks has left me ignoring my penis since I just can't do anything with it.