The Ultimate Reality

Although you’ve heard it numerous times on this web site, I am truly living out the "Be careful what you wish for" warning. Imagine being locked into a chastity cage that you cannot get out of on your own, and being a 24-7 handmaid to your wife. She is constantly keeping you sexually aroused, thereby getting you to do anything she wishes. She lets you out of the cage on her whim, but only after totally securing you to the bed to maintain her control. She brings you to the edge of cumming several times, and may let you orgasm, or not, and then locks you up before releasing your bonds.

Now take it a couple steps further. Your wife is multi-orgasmic, and actually gets significantly aroused by keeping you locked, teased and denied. She demands constant tongue attention several times throughout the day. She even knows all your secret fantasies and uses them to intensify your sexual frustration. And she loves her new and improved lifestyle and wouldn’t ever consider changing it.

Does this sound like the ultimate fantasy for submissive husbands who have dreamed of such a scenario? It’s the ultimate reality for me, and reality isn’t always the same as fantasy.

In the early years of our marriage, I would orally bring April to numerous orgasms before cumming in her. As time went on, I began holding off my orgasm for days, and sometimes a week while still servicing her in this manner. I tried to explain to April that it wasn’t as important for me to cum as often, and it always felt better if I waited. My wife wanted me to orgasm every time we made love, but eventually she let me decide if and when I would cum.

I stumbled across chastity websites on the net about four years ago. After reading and fantasizing over stories and testimonials posted on this web site, I approached the subject with April. She thought I was crazy, and could not understand how locking up my cock could be a sexual turn-on for me. But she let me order a CB-2000 and experiment with it; partly because she was getting all the sexual satisfaction she desired from me and often felt as if she wasn’t reciprocating. Our chastity play was never satisfying though, as my wife’s nature had her opening the cage and bringing me to orgasm on every opportunity. April thought that just wearing it prior to making love was the turn on for me. No matter how often I tried to explain how her controlling my orgasms was the ultimate turn on, she never seemed to have it in her to be assertive - or so I thought. As well as I knew my wife, I underestimated her drive when it comes to something she wanted.

Like other couples, April and I had our disagreements. I made a very good living, but it required me to work an average of 10 to 12 hours per day, depending on the busy season. My wife stayed home and raised our three daughters, and was often frustrated by my long work days. April was a night person, and required only about five to six hours of sleep a night. On the other hand, I was a morning person, and needed at least seven or eight hours of sleep. As a result, I was often in bed many nights at 9:30 while my wife was up tending to bills and paperwork until midnight. Our arguments often centered on the lack of time we spent together.

It’s amazing how fate interacts with our lives. At the age of 48, I bought my first lottery ticket and ended up winning a substantial amount of money. Between this and the value of my business, we were financially set for life. April began pestering me about retiring. Our older girls were away at college, but our youngest was a handful and needed constant supervision.

I was actually starting to feel a bit burned out at work because business was so good. Six months before I hit the lottery, I was approached by a competitor whom I had gotten to know fairly well over the years about selling my business. The more I thought about retiring and being around my wife all the time, the more my deliberation brought me back to my chastity fantasy. After giving it a lot of consideration, I approached April on a compromise. She would first attempt to learn about and understand my desire to be sexually controlled. If she thought that she could become a dominant keyholder, then I would sell my business and retire.

April was quite surprised by my offer, but quickly agreed to do the research, whereby I introduced her to all of my favorite websites. Before doing so I pointed out to her the things that she would read that I was absolutely not into, including pain, humiliation, cross-dressing, cuckold, or anything else that dealt with other people. Within two weeks my wife approached me and said that she could accept my offer, but with three conditions. The first two conditions were that she would pick the cage that I would wear - a CB-2000 clone that she had found, and that I would get a Prince Albert piercing for further security. I was happy with her first condition, being very used to wearing a CB-2k, but surprised at her second. She obviously found out about the pull-out issues of the CB-2k and was taking the "control" factor very seriously.

The third condition was a bit more unusual. April had gone to a hypno-therapist named Beverly several years ago to stop smoking. I was skeptical, since I didn’t believe in hypnosis. But it worked, and through years of regular reinforcement visits, my wife had become good friends with her. Before making any decision, April would require me to go through a hypno-session with Beverly to make sure that enforced chastity was really what I desired. She explained to me that I might consciously crave this fantasy, but not really be able to handle it, and that such a session would reveal if that was the case. While I was not fond of sharing my fantasy with anyone else, especially another woman, I was confident that I would tell her only what I wanted to tell her, and nothing more.

The session came and went with my wife in attendance, and although I was a little embarrassed by the process, it was worth having April feel secure in her decision. The piercing was not as painful as I thought it would be, but I was very sore for several months, preventing any sexual stimulation. We decided to begin our new lifestyle on the evening of the closing on the sale of my business. Since I had refrained from sex during the healing process, April promised me a slow teasing fuck and orgasm before getting locked up. She secured me to the bed with some heavy duty restraints she had purchased, explaining that I might have second thoughts about the cage after cumming. April then dressed in my favorite teddy, unsnapped the crotch area, and sat on my face for a few initial orgasms of her own. She finally lowered herself down my body and let her pussy envelop around me, slowly pumping up and down until I had a ferocious eruption within her. "We can save this for later" my wife remarked as she re-snapped the crotch covering of her teddy.

After cleaning me up, April brought out a box and showed me the cage she had bought. It looked just like a CB-2000, except that it was made of dull metal, and had a self locking mechanism on the B ring instead of a padlock. "It’s made of titanium, so it’s lightweight, but unbreakable", she said as she began to apply baby oil on my scrotum and penis. "You can’t cut it off, and it has a spring mechanism at the tip that secures a bar through your piercing ring when the lock is secured" she continued as she slipped the A ring around my balls and attached the cage to it. "The bar releases only when the CB is unlocked, so there will be no unauthorized pull out." I heard the click of the locking mechanism at the same time I felt the spring loaded bar slide through my ring. "It was very expensive, but I think well worth the money", April concluded after inspecting the finished product firmly attached to me.

My wife began to re-mount my chest, moving herself closer to my head. "I learned a lot about you and your sexual interests through Beverly’s hypnosis session", April stated with pride. I started feeling a bit nervous upon hearing her words, as I could see the wetness of her covered crotch, drenched with my seamen, as she brought it within inches of my face. "Before cumming, you fantasize about eating your cum out of me, but after orgasm, the craving fades away, doesn’t it dear?" April was rubbing the moist fabric against my lips. My thoughts were running wild. What did I tell them? How much does she know? What have I gotten myself into?"

April lifted herself over my face and unsnapped her teddy. I could see drops of cum forming off of her labia. "This will be the price you pay for cumming from now on", she whispered as a drop fell from her saturated pussy and splashed on my cheek. "Open wide dear and lick me clean", my wife purred as she lowered herself onto my mouth. I could feel my sexual energy coming alive again as I my cock began to strain against the cage. I began to sensually lick every area of her genitalia, tasting and swallowing the salty mixer of my cum and her natural juices. I had never rebounded from an orgasm so quickly, and in very short time I was craving another fucking while licking her this way.

My wife had several strong orgasms while on my face, and finally rolled off me and untied the restraints. She snuggled against by body and quickly noticed the raging hard-on trapped within its new home. "I’m glad to see you enjoyed that as much as I did", she said as she began fondling the cage. I begged her to let me out, as I told her how excited I was. "Well that’s the idea dear", she purred. "From now on, you’re going to be feeling like this a lot, especially after not cumming for a few weeks. You see, I took the liberty to have Beverly implant post hypnotic suggestions in you to help you fulfill your ultimate fantasy - teasing and denial. Even after you cum, I have ways to get you hard again and make you frustrated. This is my gift to you honey; something you’ve dreamt about for a long time."

April stopped her manipulation of the cage, but left her hand on it while she continued to tell me about the other surprise she had for me. "Beverly has helped me overcome my reluctance to be assertive with you, and even implanted suggestions in my subconscious that get me turned on by your caged situation. The longer I keep you locked up, teased, and denied, the more sexually exited I get. I think this is a going to be a wonderful retirement", she continued while yawning. "I’ll be teasing you all day and night, you will do everything I ask of you for the price of unlocking, and I’ll be getting more sexual satisfaction than ever before." April quickly fell into a deep sleep, leaving me and my caged hard-on to ponder the new position I now found myself in.

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