Part 1

I can’t believe I’m actually writing this. I’ve dreamed of one day writing out my real life experiences with chastity and I finally have that opportunity, though I never thought it would be like this. My Mistress is standing behind me right now, her fingers playing with my hair, while she casually presses her breasts against my back. My cock is screaming for release, but she’s enjoying teasing me way too much. I guess I should start from the beginning and work you through everything that’s happened. All I will say before is that if you want to tell your partner about chastity, then think carefully. Like me, you may end up getting way more than you bargained for.

It all started when I first came across the idea of chastity on the internet. I found it surprisingly erotic and I immediately got hard thinking about my fiancée Jennifer actually holding my keys and teasing me with her voluptuous ass. That’s her best asset I have to say. The lap dances she sometimes gives me are amazing and they drive me wild with desire.

Pretty soon, I was consumed with the idea of being locked away and I eventually found a cheap cage online, which was about the right size. Then one day, as I came home from work, I found a package with my name on it. Jennifer was obviously curious about what I had gotten and I hadn’t planned on her discovering it like this.

So we sat down and I showed it to her. She was surprised, but showed some interest in it.

“So, as long as I hold the keys, you can’t get hard?” she asked with a quizzical look.

“Not at all,” I confirmed, “and to top it off, I can’t even touch it with the cage in the way.”

“But isn’t that dangerous? I mean, what if I lose the key?”

That got my heart racing as I felt myself short of breath with sudden excitement.

“Guess I’d be completely screwed,” I replied with a smile.

She had me put it on out of curiosity but quickly took it off again after a couple of seconds. She wasn’t sure about it, and she said she’d think about it.

I put it away, and for the next couple of weeks, we didn’t speak about it again. Eventually her birthday came up on a Friday, and I decided to surprise her. I put on the cage, and put the key in an envelope with her card to go along with the gifts. Picking her up from work, we went to our favourite lunch place and she opened the card.

She laughed when she saw the keys, but when she saw me give her that sly smile, she realised I had it on.

“How long have you had it on?” she asked, smiling.

“Just this morning. So not too long. When I take it off is up to you I guess.”

She looked around, then leaned over the table and beckoned me forward.

“I just got extremely wet,” she whispered into my ear.

As we ate, she kept giving me sly glances, while my cock tried to break through the cage itself. The excitement was palpable, and the drive home felt like a million years. Finally, we stepped through the front door.

She grabbed the cage through my jeans and kissed me deeply.

“I do have a confession to make,” she said, her smile never faltering, “ever since I saw it on you, the idea of controlling you like that kept gnawing at me. So I did some research online, and I’d like to explore it more.”

“What do you have in mind?” I asked her, trying to hide my nervousness.

“How about we keep you locked up until Sunday?” she proposed, “We can spend my birthday weekend exploring this entire thing. That way, we’ll know whether it’s for us or not.”

I wholeheartedly agreed, and she pulled me into the bedroom. She tore my clothes off and took in the sight of me naked, except for the cage. She kissed me again then caressed my balls. My cock hadn’t stopped fighting in the cage since the restaurant, and that feeling of blue balls was overwhelming. She pushed me away, then got undressed. I drank in the sight of her as she laid back on the bed and opened her legs. She beckoned me to come to her.

As I got on the bed and crawled towards her, everything felt like a dream. She caressed my face, ordering me to get my face between her legs. Everything was just as I had always wanted. Her wet pussy, her hand on the back of my head, her loud moans of ecstasy, and my cock’s futile attempts at getting hard.

She came three times just from my tongue, before pulling me up and kissing my wet mouth. She felt insatiable at the moment and her breathing was heavy and fast.

“Fuck me,” she whispered into my ear, before wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me forward. The cage brushed against her lips, and my balls screamed with soreness. She made me hump her, smiling delightedly into my eyes. I felt like I was going insane with lust, but there was nothing I could do but hump at her.

“Why won’t you get hard for me?” she whined, feigning a pout. “Don’t you find me sexy anymore?”

“You know I can’t,” I said, my cock continuing to struggle, forcing me to bite my bottom lip.

“But I’m horny,” she added, continuing to rub her pussy along the cage. “Guess we’ll have to try something else.”

She pushed me away and got off the bed. I watched her ass sashay towards the wardrobe. After rummaging around, she emerged with a huge box. Setting it on the bed, she opened it and started looking for something. I tried to look into the box, but she made sure I couldn’t see anything, softly slapping my cage to ensure I stayed where I was.

Finally, she found what she was looking for. It was a dildo, about eight inches in length. Putting the box away, she climbed back on the bed and started running her tongue along the dildo, making sure to maintain eye contact with me. Somehow, I just got hornier and hornier, as she teased me with the dildo. Then she approached me and lifted it to my face.

“Now I want you to get it wet for me,” she purred. “If you do a good job, I’ll let you fuck me with it.”

At that point, I was just about willing to do anything, and I only hesitated for a second before opening my mouth and taking the dildo in. She slowly worked it in deeper and deeper, as I tried to produce enough spit to keep it wet. Jennifer started rubbing herself as she looked into my eyes, and eventually she couldn’t take it anymore. She fell onto her back, and handed me the dildo.

“Fuck me like it’s your last day on earth.”

I went to town on her, watching the dildo go in and out in place of my cock. As I fucked her with my substitute, I started tonguing her clit, and she screamed out as another orgasm washed over her. I slowed down the thrusts until she looked up and motioned for the dildo.

As I handed it to her, she pulled me toward her and once again lifted the dildo to my lips.

“Clean it up, then we can cuddle for a while.”

I did as I was told, with my cock still as hard as it could be inside the cage, which wasn’t much in the first place. My balls were on fire, and as I looked at my fiancée with the dildo in my mouth, I saw deviousness in her eyes.

I licked her juices off the dildo, while she traced her fingers over the cage housing my cock. Every now and then, she would caress my balls ever so slightly. Once I was done, she checked the dildo to make sure not a drop of her cum remained on it, then she allowed me to snuggle up with her.

“Was that all you ever imagined it would be?” she asked.

“I didn’t think it would be so intense. It feels like my balls are going to explode,” I admitted.

“You do know you have to last until Sunday right? Although, I know you’ll definitely last until Sunday. I’m the only one here who knows where your key is, so in the end, everything is up to me.”

She was right on those points. I still had two days left in non-stop chastity and my balls were already screaming for release.

We spent the rest of the day just relaxing. She opted to remain nude, “because it amused her” as she so eloquently put it. I made dinner that night, while she watched me work in the kitchen naked. After dinner, she poured herself a glass of her favourite wine, and sat back on the couch to watch one of her favourite films. My job was to give her a long slow licking. I spent the next three hours licking away between her legs, and she only allowed me to pick up speed towards the end. After she came, we snuggled in bed and she was fast asleep before I could even think of asking her for release. My night was sleepless, my thoughts dominated by the day’s events.

As morning came, I watched as Jennifer stirred and gave me a peck on the cheek.

“Good morning chasty,” she said with a giggle, “did you sleep well?”

“Not really,” I admitted.

“Well, if I were in your position, I would also find it difficult to sleep, what with the chastity and all.”

She kissed me full in the mouth, her breasts brushing against my chest, and her hands wandering to my cage.

“Good, all nice and secure,” she continued, patting my cage.

I watched her walk into the ensuite, and I just stared at my poor cock, just caged up and helpless. I started thinking about what today would bring, and what she had planned. My thoughts were interrupted as she jumped on the bed, with the box from yesterday.

“So you’re probably wondering what exactly is in this box,” she said.

“Well that is one thing I’m wondering about,” I replied, “It seems you were well prepared for all this.” I laughed, and she smiled back with the same devious look from yesterday.

“Well, I was going to ask you to put it on after lunch yesterday, but when you gave me the keys, everything just seemed to fall into place! In fact, I’ve been researching and reading about all this ever since you first told me chastity. I even went and bought a load of toys for us to play with.”

I stared at her, my mouth wide open. It was as if my girl had completely changed overnight. I looked down at my locked up cock, and got a bad feeling. She caught me looking at the cage, and laughed.

“Guess that got someone excited,” she giggled, “Let me show you what I got. No peeking now.”

She started rummaging through the box, and brought out an assortment of stuff; handcuffs, rope, gags, dildos and vibrators. She even showed me a double-sided dildo.

“I want to keep some toys as a surprise for later,” she said with a wink, “but I’m sure we can have some fun with all this. Anything in particular you want me to use?”

As she asked the question, she leaned forward and caressed my swollen balls, deviousness evident in her eyes. I looked at the stuff on the bed, and gulped.

“W..w..el…l”, I stammered, “I always wondered what it would be like if you kept me tied up.”

She smiled an evil grin, and grabbed the rope.

“Good choice baby. This is gonna be fun.”

She turned me belly down on the bed and grabbed my arms, pulling them behind my back and putting them in a box position. She played around with the rope and I was all secure and unable to move my upper half. She grabbed a pillow and put it underneath my caged cock, propping my ass into the air. I felt a wet finger start to probe my anus.

“I wonder what it would be like to watch my finger penetrate your lovely ass?” she asked playfully.

Suddenly, I felt some pressure and her finger started sliding in. I moaned into the mattress and then she started finger fucking me. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt, coupled with my cock continuing to struggle against the steel of the cage. My balls were on fire with sensation as she continued to play with them using her other hand.

“I’m getting tired,” she complained, stopping her finger mid-way in my ass, “Fuck yourself on my finger!”

She slapped my ass, and I started moving my ass forward and backwards, essentially fucking myself. She giggled in delight, and wondered out loud what it would be like to fuck my ass with larger stuff. My mind went to the assortment of dildos and vibrators and sent a shiver down my spine.

“Ok stop,” she said, slipping her finger out of my ass, “Time for breakfast chasty!”

She turned me around, and got on top of me in a 69 position. She smashed her pussy in my face and I started to lick. Meanwhile, she continued playing with my balls, increasing my frustration and excitement. She came twice, then got off of me, kissing me deeply and stroking my cage.

“Let me get washed up and we can have some actual food. I’m starving!”

She left me tied up on the bed, and I heard the shower running. My heart was pounding, both with excitement and with a bit of fear. I’d never seen this side of her before, and I started to wonder whether I had just awoken a beast I didn’t know was there.

When she came out, she was in her birthday suit. She helped me off the bed and took me to the kitchen, arms still bound securely. She sat me down at the table, and started prepping breakfast, before sitting back down and feeding me.

“How’s everything so far?” she asked, “Are you enjoying it?”

“I never saw this side of you before,” I admitted, feeling my legs shake a bit against the chair, “Are you sure you never had a kinky side before you found out about the chastity?”

“Well, I did tell you I did some research. I have to say I had no idea how much this chastity thing would benefit me. And I’ll admit, it is fun watching you squirm. I haven’t been this horny in ages!”

I felt her feet creep up on my chair, and her toes starting playing with my cage.

“Does it scare you knowing that you can’t cum as long as I decide to keep you locked up?”

I took a deep breath, and admitted that it did.

She giggled, and continued feeding me breakfast, a mischievous look dominating her eyes and her smile.

She decided to keep me tied up after breakfast, continuing her teasing games and letting her imagination run wild. She sat me on the couch, gagging me with a ball gag, and giving me a lap dance. She was sure to make it last, revelling in the sounds of my moans muffled by the gag. She masturbated on top of me, switching between various dildos and vibrators, and all this only seemed to make her hornier.

“You know,” she whispered in my ear, recuperating from all those orgasms, “I think it’s about time you fuck me. I’ve got a big surprise for you tonight.”

My heart started beating rapidly, the thought of her pussy lips squeezing around my cock was getting me insanely excited, and it felt like I could cum just from the thought. She laid my head down on her lap and turned on Netflix. Every now and then she toyed with my nipples, caressed my balls and flicked my cage. I felt like I was in heaven. I felt relaxed, and at the same time, I was so excited, I felt like I was going to blow up.

Eventually, she got bored of Netflix, so she stood me up and placed me right next to the TV. She kissed me on the gag, then started shuffling through the TV options. She turned on a porno. I watched from my position as she started playing with herself again, legs spread wide and her pussy still glistening from the earlier orgasms. I couldn’t see the porno, but I could hear a woman insult her, what I assumed to be, slave. I heard gagged moans and the sting of whips and canes, as the mistress teased her slave into pure submission. All the while, I watched her playing with herself, and through all this, she did not break eye contact with me. The look on her face was one of pure bliss and excitement.

She eventually let me free, and throughout most of the day, we hung out, taking care of some chores and watching a movie. After dinner, she made me run her a bath and ordered me to wait for her.

I stood next to the full bath, naked and anxious, my cock getting as hard as it could inside the chastity. She walked into the room wearing an open bath robe. I was mentally drooling at the sight. She turned around and dropped the robe to the floor, before bending down to pick it up. My eyes were glued to her amazing ass. She stepped into the bath, and purred with delight at the perfect temperature of the water.

I spent the next hour washing her, as she relaxed with a huge smile on her face. The view of her soapy body in the tub, the feel of her skin in the water, and the heat emitting from her pussy had me in a trance, and I couldn’t wait to finally be out of the cage and inside her.

She sent me away and told me to get ready. On the bed, I found a blindfold waiting for me. I put it on and lay down on the bed. For some time, all I heard was the splash of water and her moving to and fro. I heard the sound of the box of toys being moved around, and then I felt her get on the bed. She handcuffed my wrists to the top of the bed. I felt her get on top of me, again in a 69 position, and I dutifully licked her pussy.

As I licked, I felt her fumbling with something, getting it through my legs. I felt something on top of my cage, but I continued licking in confusion. She got off of me, and she undid my blindfold.

I looked down and saw a big purple dick on top of my chastity. It dawned on me that she had put a strap-on on me. I looked at her, and she gave me the cheekiest smile.

“I did tell you’ll get to fuck me,” she whispered into my ear as she started to stroke the dildo. Leaving me handcuffed to the bed, she started blowing the dildo, slowly taking in more and more of it. The dildo was around 8 inches in length, and I watched as she deepthroated the entire thing. She looked at me, her tongue exploring every inch of the toy. She giggled and got on top of me.

Her mouth was wide open in surprise as she slowly lowered herself on to it. She rode the thing a succubus in heat, her moans loud and genuine.

“Oh god, you’re so big baby,” she moaned, “I think I might cum just from the penetration!”

That worried me deeply. She never came from penetration alone, but I had never seen her so horny and passionate. She came hard, and collapsed on top of me.

“Oh god, I’m never going back to your cock!” she said, taking deep, slow breaths.

“Wait, what??” I cried, as I started to struggle underneath her.

“Ye, keep moving just like that. Fuck me with your big cock.”

She started rocking back and forth again, her eyes rolling in the back of her head, as she came again.

She slept soundly the entire night. I spent the night tied up and constantly turned on. I looked down at the strap-on I was still wearing, and a wave of fear washed over me.