Dee fastened my wrists into the steel cuffs and padlocked the joining chains to the eyes. I was now standing on tip toes and feeling very uncomfortable.

Worse was to come, a blindfold was tied round my eyes then a ball gag jammed hard into my mouth and strapped in place. Next I heard her undoing a parcel or taking something out of a box. I felt the cold shivering feel as a steel band was put round my waist then a click told me it was secured. Then she took hold of my penis and slowly fed it into a lubricated sheath which she held firmly in place back between my legs. I guessed what was going to happen next but there was nothing I could to as she pulled the front shield up and locked the whole thing firmly in place. Once I was secure she took the blindfold and gag away then let me down from the beam.

That night Dee bought real tears of frustration from me as she had me lick her all over, kiss and caress her soft beautiful body then bring her to climax after climax with my tongue. I pleaded and begged her to take it off but she just laughed and repeated that it was on a diet from now on. For the next few weeks it was the most frustrating time I have even known. I tried so often to break it or even cut it off but the thing fits so well that I can’t cut it and being made from hardened and tempered stainless steel I can’t break it either. So, Altairboy as you see I have one hell of a problem. I’m desperate to be able to feel myself again, to stand up when I use the toilet, to make love with Dee but while she has this thing locked in place I might as well be of no sex at all.

Then last week she gave me the scare of my life. I still have no idea if she was just teasing me or if she really is going to take things this far.

I was laying spread out on our bed, Dee had chained my limbs to each corner so I could hardly move. I was hoping that she might undo the belt and let me have a reward as I had been as good as gold for the last month. She sat on my face and I had to use my tongue then she turned round and I had to bring her to a climax about six times until my face was soaking wet from her juices. When she was satisfied she started to caress my steel enclosed manhood. I was in real pain as it tried to erect, I could feel the heat from her hand and I begged her to let me out for a few minutes to ease my frustration. If she would release one hand and give me the key to the belt I would do or give her anything she wanted.

Dee got off me and stared at me coldly, she said I hadn’t learnt anything over the last six months or I would be honored to wear my chastity belt for her. Seeing I was in trouble I back tracked quickly and told her that I was honored and I loved my chastity belt. Dee smiled again then went over to a drawer and took a few things out. She said she was hoping that I felt that way as she thought it was about time that we did away with keys as they were not going to be used ever again.

I gave her a puzzled look then saw in her hand she had a coil of solder and my soldering gun. She explained that it might be for the best if she just filled up the keyholes of the locks with solder then I would never have to worry about being unlocked ever again.

I begged and cried, I pleaded with her but she just started to heat up the iron. She told me that I knew it was for the best as I squirmed about as much as the chains would allow. Dee put the solder to the lock then slowly brought the iron over, I screamed at her to stop, tears were running down my cheeks as I begged her to think again.

For what seemed like an age she sat there holding both in her hands and watching, then slowly she put the iron back on it’s holder and started to laugh. Perhaps next time Chaste, that’s her pet name for me, she said.

So at the moment I’m still well and truly locked up, frustrated as hell and searching every day for the keys to get out of this thing before Dee does decide to seal the locks up.

I have now been locked in this solid steel chastity belt about 12 weeks and am desperate to get free. In fact last month things got so bad that I just had to get this thing off anyway I could. I begged and pleaded with Dee but the more I did this the more she teased me. She now has a pair of thigh cuffs which she locks round her own thighs then she will clip my collar to them. With my hands cuffed behind my back she will make me spend hours using my tongue on her, while she goes from one to yet another shattering climax.

Well as I said one morning last month I decided that I had had enough, the problem had got so bad my penis seemed to be constantly trying to erect and my thoughts never seem to be far from being free again. I waited until Dee went out shopping then I hurried down to my workshop and set to work. For the next hour I managed to blunt five new saw blades in my feeble attempts to get free but I think that I ended up with more scratches on me than did my steel underwear. By now I was prepared to take any measured to break this thing off and I turned my attention to the padlocks. The top one that holds the waistband and the front shield is so well protected by stainless steel I could get nothing in to even try and jemmy it open. Next my eye caught my electric drill and the idea came to me to drill out the cylinder of the lock.

By using the mirror so I could see everything I managed to center the drill bit and starting off very slow I increased the speed until sure enough the lock fell open. I was elated, I pulled the lock off and slammed it against the wall letting out a very loud shriek of joy. Now the for top lock and I would be free. I was in my own little world by now, I did not even give Dee a thought, I just didn’t care. I knew that she could do nothing worse then this belt was doing. I had just got the drill bit centered on the cylinder when the door flew open and Dee stood there looking really mad.

“Just what the hell do you think you are doing?” she stormed. I fell to my knees, I was shaking as I crawled over and kissed her muddy boots.

“Please Dee, it just got so bad I had to get it off someway,” I cried. Reaching in her bag she took out a pair of cuffs and locked my hand together behind my back then she inspected the damage.

“Well at least you didn’t get free which is just as well for you. Never the less you pointed out a weakness that will have to be taken care of and you will also have to be punished for your attempted escape,” she said.

I was taken back inside the house where Dee found a spare lock to replace the broken one then she started making a few phone calls.

Later that day we took off to the coast where we went to a locksmith that sold stainless steel padlocks with anti-drill cylinders. They were very expensive but she didn’t care as I had to pay. The guy told her that they were used for marine purposes and were anti rust and of a very high spec. Together they checked the size to make sure that it would fit. The guy was very chatty and asked Dee what she needed them for and I was shocked when she told him that I had tried to drill my way out of my chastity belt and these were to replace the brass ones. The guy laughed and said she could replace them in the back of the shop if she wanted to. So there I was, in the back of this stranger shop with my pants down at my ankles, Dee had locked my wrists together as she unlocked the brass padlocks and put the new stainless ones in place. The guy stood and watched and looking at the way his pants were tenting out I knew what he would be doing as soon as we left. Something that I hadn’t done for months and probably wouldn’t be doing for months to come.

When we got back home Dee said that she would be punishing me for my escape attempt but that would be in a few weeks time. I dread to think of what she is up to as she said she is going to write to you and tell you how I was punished. So here I am, still as frustrated as hell, still no way of easing that frustration in any way what so ever and as each day goes by so it gets worse.Dee had promised to release me on my birthday in November but now even that could be in doubt.

After marriage, sex will be under the wife’s control. She will receive the key to his belt at the altar. She might prefer her husband remains a virgin his entire life! She could have children by using artificial insemination. She would control the chastity belt key and allow ejaculations as she sees fit. Think of the implications! Males would be obedient creatures bent on pleasing the female in any way. A man deficient in any way would simply be denied ejaculation until he improved.