I Decided To Be Brave This Week And Have Asked My Wife If She Would Do Something Sexual For Me.

Date night tonight, looking forward to taking my time to give her a very happy ending…

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.

Chastity Dreams Part 2

On the television screen there is blackness. Claire's voice can be heard, "As long as I get copies of everything then film away, I can watch this over and over while my husband massages my feet or eats me out." Claire's laugh is echoed by several deeper voices.

The screen turns brighter and the white walls and simple furnishings of a hotel room come into focus, the bed frame is a dark oak and the sheets are white.

In the centre of the bed, sat with her knees to one side and her feet tucked back beneath her is Claire. She looks stunning, her blonde bob perfectly frames her pretty round face, she is wearing a short silky black skirt which hardly covers the tops of her thick thighs and there is an inch of bare pale flesh before the black bands of a pair of hold-up fishnet stockings begin. She has a black blazer style top on with nothing underneath, the jacket hangs open, showing one pale heavy breast, the necklace holding her small silver chastity key hangs down, almost touching her hard, dark brown nipple.

Claire laughs as she looks around the room. "So, who wants to go first?" She asks an unseen audience.

"Let's get you warmed up a bit first Blondie" comes a male voice from behind the camera.

It’s been quite hard since my op.

I’m still quite swollen, but it is getting better.

I had a bath yesterday and managed to get the back ring of my larger cage on.

It made me so hard I couldn’t even try and get the cage on.

It was just a bit too tight and a bit painful and it took a long time before I could get it back off.

It doesn’t look as though I caused any further damage, and I guess my wife really is right when she said it needs more time to fully heal.

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.

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.