Autobiography of a Fool

I met my wife in college and was instantly attracted to her. Jane was an attractive strong-minded, capable woman who was friendly, and fun to be with. We enjoyed being together in those early years and she seemed to love and respect me in ways, which are only memories to me now. We spent virtually all of our time together in college and it soon became obvious to everyone, that I would be lucky if she would consent to marry.

I had never been with someone like Jane, someone who I felt I could trust and tell everything to. It wasn't long before I felt comfortable enough to tell her my most intimate feelings. Being attracted to bondage and dominant women my whole life, I began to express these desires to Jane, wanting her to dominate and control me just like women I had always fantasized about.

I don't think she really understood my submissive side, and for years, didn't really care to dominate me. Foolishly though, I persisted in my fantasies, hoping that someday Jane would become the Alpha-Female Dominant Mistress that I had always dreamt of.

Several years ago, as a result of my obsession with submission, I became interested in the idea of chastity as, in my mind; it is a powerful act of submission and fidelity. After years of experimenting with homemade gadgets, it became obvious that in my case, the only totally escape proof device would be one which involved piercing the penis, to keep it secure.

I had suggested the possibility of my getting a piercing to Jane several times, and each time she was adamant that I not do that. But of course, not being able to let go of my stupid fantasies, about 8 years ago, I went ahead and did it anyway, without telling her. I still remember how angry she was with me for doing something to my body, which she probably considered weird and disgusting at the time. Ironically, my decision to get pierced, in spite of my Wife's aversion to it, is the main reason that I am now kept hopelessly enslaved to her.

After years of experimenting with chastity tubes, secured through the piercing, I am now constantly confined in one, from which there is no escape. It has a high security locking device which cannot be picked. It is so close and snug to my flesh that cutting it off with a saw is unthinkable. Apart from that, if I were to escape now, Jane would be livid. That's right, livid.

The ultimate seal on my fate is the fact that Jane now insists that I be kept chastised at all times. She has seen the effects that chastity has on me. Once outspoken, apt to argue, drinking whenever I felt like it, with other bad habits as well, I have been transformed into a docile, obedient servant who no longer has an independent mind, and lives only to serve his Wife/Mistress.

Jane will no longer accept me any other way and, needless to say, she is not afraid to take steps to keep me in line. My induction into slavery became total recently, when I was punished severely, for direct disobedience. In a moment of weakness, perhaps not realizing the severity of my situation, I drank alcohol without Her permission. When she detected it on my breath, she was furious, and set about making me pay for my obvious misunderstanding of my new status in life.

After enduring weeks of sexual denial, I was given additional chores, which I must still perform to this day. After that, I realized there will be severe consequences for disobeying my Wife. I tend to think of her more as my Mistress now, whom I must keep happy. She too, probably thinks of me more as a houseboy now, than a husband, and my life consists of doing things which I think will please Her.

Here is what a typical morning is like for me now. If it sounds meticulous, I apologize, but i must perform the same never-ending tasks every morning, rain or shine, workday or day off.

I have learned to take pleasure in doing these things for Her, knowing that I am fulfilling my purpose in life. She is my total priority.

As long as I am doing everything to Her satisfaction, my Mistress Wife is pleased, and allows me sexual release every 3 or 4 days. However, there is little emotion involved on Her part. Often i am forced to masturbate in front of her. If She decides to allow intercourse i am urged to go about my business quickly while she berates me and calls me a fool and a loser. Upon completion, my penis is promptly and securely locked up again.

There is no hope of escape or breaking this routine. Before my chastity tube is removed, Jane locks a steel chain about my neck like a dog collar. She secures it with a number type combination lock. No keys for me to find. The collar is not removed until my penis is safely back within its steel prison.

And so my life goes, totally in Her hands now. I think that my favorite part of the day is the few seconds of tender kissing and rubbing that she sometimes gives me as she leaves for her morning workout. Although she is merely doing it to remind me of my situation, it is the time when I feel most the way I used to feel in the early days of our relationship, when Jane loved and respected me. That wasn't enough for me though. I had to have my sexual fantasies. Well I got my wish.

No longer the object of her love, i belong now, like a pet, to the strong, sexy Alpha-Female that my Wife has become. In addition to her dominant attitude, she has never looked better in her life. Her constant workouts have given her a muscular and well toned physique. When she is wearing something revealing, i find it hard to look at Her without becoming aroused, and she knows it.

There's no use in lamenting about the way things used to be. I know that there will be no changing of my role in Her life now. She knows all of my weaknesses and how to keep me totally enslaved. I have accepted that she knows what i need, better than i do myself.

I have given up all thoughts of independence. No longer the object of Her love, and i am grateful just to be Her servant, as that is all i shall ever be from here on out.

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