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The last time we had sex my wife was lay on her back and I had my mouth on her pussy, licking and teasing her clit. My hands were tickling around her thighs and stomach and I would reach upwards to squeeze her large breasts.

She told me to stop and to use my fingers instead and I knelt up between her legs. One hand playing with her pussy and the other massaging her hard nipples. My cock was struggling inside my cage.

She moaned and twisted on her side, reaching for her key on the bedside table. She handed it to me and as I unlocked myself she turned herself over onto her hands and knees.

I left the back ring on, its tightness making the veins stand out on my rock hard shaft. I ran my fingers around her soaking pussy lips and the mixture of her juices and my saliva to lubricate myself before I slowly entered her.

She dropped her arms down so her face was flat against the bed and I could feel the movement of her fingers on her clit as I fucked her slowly.

She shuddered through her orgasm and then she pushed her backside towards and relaxed while I continued to thrust into her wetness.

I came hard, pumping a full weeks worth of pent up frustration into her. Exhausted and in bliss I lay down next to her.

She rolled back onto her back and opened her legs.

“Lick me now and then I’m going for a shower”

I had to force myself to move and pushed my face into her used lips, flicking my tongue inside and tasting my cum. A taste that is becoming more and more familiar.

“Leave it off tonight, but put it back on in the morning” she told me as she got up for her shower.

I lay there wishing I had spent more time cleaning her creampie and mentally telling myself that next time I will do better.

With chastity I’ll have no release until she is ready to unlock me again.

I wonder how many people are into chastity, I wonder if anyone I know is also caged.

How would you even start that conversation?

This is the first cage I bought.

I’d suggested getting one to my wife and she had thought I was joking.

I can remember the fun of trying to get it on, thinking it would never fit, then when I finally did get it on the worry it wouldn’t come off.

It was several months before I built up the courage to tell her about it.