At least his orgasms and erections, anyway. And maybe not forever, but certainly for a long, long time. I’ve decided to let my husband write this from his point of view, so here’s my first ever guest post. Meet Mr K!

The End?

Hi everyone, I’m Mistress Jenna’s husband, and I have a message for all those who submit to her: don’t annoy her, ever…

Last night was great. Mistress was feeling great, I was feeling great, and we had some spontaneous sex. I was very horny because I hadn’t had any orgasms for a few weeks. I wasn’t locked in chastity or anything. We actually don’t have me locked for very long periods to be honest. Usually I’m just on the “honour” system, with the occasional lockup for a few days or maybe a week when it’s either a punishment or a buildup to something.

I won’t go into too much detail, but I spent most of it pleasuring her and it was out of this world. I love to give her orgasms. Very often that’s all our sex life is, but last night she was feeling like it was time for me to have one too. She had me insert a butt plug and teased me with her mouth all over my body. By this point I was already a quivering wreck, but she was about to be even more generous – she was actually going to let me inside her. The last time I was allowed inside her was February. As you can guess, sex with her is a real treat for me. I think she can go without it because she sometimes has other boyfriends and also because I’m not very well endowed. (Some of you bought a photo set of her measuring me and some visualisations of how I compare to one of her subs.)

When she slid onto me, I already could feel myself dangerously close to the edge. I didn’t want it to be over quickly because it’s such a rare treat. She felt so great… Mmm… I’m going to remember this for a long time! She could tell I was close straight away, and she didn’t want me to finish so quickly because, well, it’s not very often it happens and who wants a quick lay? So she warned me “If you come without permission you’re going into chastity for a month.” I let out a minor protest because I knew it would be difficult to control myself, so she immediately retorted “Make that two months.” No more protests from me.

But she could tell. As she slowly rode my penis up and down just a few times, she could see it in my eyes that I wasn’t going to last. The rare feeling of sex, plus the threat of chastity, plus the butt plug was all pushing me way too close. So out came the characteristic cruelty of Mistress Jenna – she started stimulating my extremely sensitive nipples which immediately sent me over the edge.

The orgasm was incredible. I don’t think I’ve been that loud in years! I was quite literally screaming in pleasure. All this despite lasting less than a minute inside my Mistress. Wow, it was so good. But then it was over, and I could tell Jenna was not impressed with the performance. We cleaned up and went downstairs for the rest of the evening, with me promising to lock myself up a bit later and give her the key.

Jenna went to bed earlier than me, so I didn’t end up giving her the key once I locked myself in the cage. I then went to bed. Now, anyone who has experienced chastity overnight will have almost certainly experienced the pain that can sometimes come with it, especially on the first night when your body isn’t quite used to it. At about 4 or 5am the nocturnal erections were tugging on my balls so much that I caved in and unlocked myself, thinking that Jenna wouldn’t mind if I locked myself up again in the morning. What can I say – I was wrong.

I woke up and once Mistress found out I had unlocked myself without her permission, she got very annoyed. I misjudged that one for sure. I felt really bad. I locked myself back up again and did chores and felt guilty all morning. We had a friend visiting (who is still here), so when Jenna got back to the house with her, I handed Jenna my keys rather sheepishly.

“Are these the only keys?” she asked. I nodded. She boldly strode outside into our garden. I was already nervous and confused. Without skipping a beat, she threw the keys far, far away into some bushes and bramble completely inaccessible from our property. Even if I found the right neighbour to ask if I could climb through into this strange unclaimed area, I don’t think I’d have much of a chance of finding the keys.

I’m just standing there, wide eyed and speechless. I am so shocked. My stomach sinks. They’re seriously gone, and this padlock is staying on forever (or so I thought in my silly panic). Did she just eliminate my sex life? Is she serious about going this far? Fuck… I honestly don’t know how to describe how terrified I was right then. I’m in this cage for good.

Of course, a few minutes later I realised that nothing is inescapable. When the time comes, we’ll have to use a hacksaw or bolt cutters or something to remove the padlock. The point of doing it was twofold: first, it was so neither of us will be able to take the cage off “on a whim.” (Her words.) No more midnight unlockings; no more removals for spontaneous sex. Second, the theatrics demonstrated how she felt about my behaviour and how my pleasure means nothing to her for the foreseeable future.

So here I am. There are a few steps when it comes to experiencing chastity. The first step is just wearing it and feeling that your penis is inaccessible to you. A further step is to do something like posting the keys to yourself or freezing them in ice so you can’t just unlock yourself straight away, but ultimately you’re still in control. A huge step is giving your keys to someone else. And this morning was a further step again. Because at least when Mistress held my keys, I could often (and often not) persuade her to let me out for some reason or other. This significantly reduces the chances of me being able to persuade her, because I would have to sustain it long enough for one of us to go and buy the tools and actually go through with the removal.

I feel utterly trapped. I have no idea how long I’m going to have this cage on for. I know she kept one of her online slaves locked in chastity for 100 days, so I’m very scared. Although she has made me go two months without an orgasm in the past, I’ve never been locked for anywhere near that long before.

Yes, I’m scared, I’m nervous, and I’m the most sexually aroused I’ve been in a very long time…