My wife removed the lock, inserted steel wires, bent them with pliers, and then applied waterproof adhesive. The adhesive cured within about 1 hour, and till then she had chained my legs & hands to bed. She did not inform me in advance that she is going to seal it permanently.

When asked, she said, ” why do I need to tell you? I will do anything with ‘my cock’!

Let me tell you, since that day (when I realized that I am never going to be unlocked), the whole dynamics of my mind has changed. I have simply forgotten that I ‘have a cock’ below my belly. I am able to concentrate more on satisfying her pleasures because orgasm or masturbation is no more a subject for me.
We are having a wonderful life together!
Worth considering permanent chastity for your husband!

Is it permanent as in it never comes off? I have been speaking with a number of women who have their husbands permanently locked because I am considering this for him in the future. I have no doubt that it is possible because he can wear this one for months on end with no issues. Cleaning is easy with it on. I can do it and dry it in 10 mins with it on him. My real question is do you make it permanent by applying lock tight on the screws and sealing openings that allow access to the lock heads (talking Lori’s devices here). Or just be resolute in not unlocking him again but still possible?

I’m permanently locked and sealed in an inescapable steel chastity tube – a custom Lori #5 with 0g PA pin. The PA pin has been epoxied in place on the inside, along with the security screw, which has also been broken away and stripped so as to be impossible to remove. The security screw recess has also been filled with epoxy. There is absolutely no way out, at least not without some serious power tools and risk of serious injury. I’ve been in since early May 2012. The intent is to be locked in this beautiful, permanent, inescapable chastity tube forever.  Oral sex for my wife is the only thing I am allowed, so she said there’s really no need for it to ever have to come off.

After over 3 years of total denial, I do fantasize about somehow escaping. My penis is at least semi-hard and dripping precum nearly 24 hours a day, and it can get agonizing. I crave stimulation – rubbing that magical spot on the bottom of my penis head – more than anything, but my wife will never allow that. I’ve tried everything imaginable for over 3 years now, and it’s just not possible. As long as I’m in this cage, any meaningful stimulation is hopeless, just a fading memory and a building fantasy. Unlike a standard Lori #5, mine is completely solid on the entire bottom half, making anything other than the top of my penis head off-limits. My wife is very strict with me and is very happy with our female-led relationship.

Last night my husband did something that I told him never to do again. He came to me and told me he needed a break from chastity. He said he was having a really hard day and really wanted to take a break from the cage. I felt sorry for him. He fell just shy of begging me to take it off. He told me it is too much and he wanted to feel free. And I considered it for a moment but then I realized that maybe he just needed to be held and talk him down. I explained to him that we can’t just take breaks from our commitments to one another. We can’t take a break from marriage either. I can’t just take a break from him when it gets difficult.

I held him and told him how much I love him and that while I know this is difficult him need to endure through the hard times, he needs to not give in to his desires. He told me he was starting to think I didn’t like him as a man. To that I assured him that the most manly thing he could do for me right now is work through these feelings. I told him that being locked up and denied, does not mean I don’t want him anymore. Quite the opposite, I WANT him and him being locked makes me want him that much more because he is giving me what I need.

After we talked for a while I think he understood my position. I love him dearly and that will never change and another thing that will not change is him being locked in chastity. In fact last night I figured it was best that he knew that we are headed down a certain path where if not permanent, his chastity will be nearly so. I need this from him, it makes me happy. I need him to stay chaste and that IS manly in my opinion. Giving so much of himself up for me.

This is the second time that he has broken down and the first since he got his new smaller cage and I expect it from time to time. This lifestyle is not easy on anyone truly committed to full time chastity. I know that this will not be the last time.

I know this is very trying for him and he would love nothing more to be free and be “normal” but aside from these two breakdowns everything has been great for both of us. We are so close and intimate and sex with him while locked is so beautiful. So sensual. I feel like a queen.

Kay will discipline Harold if his performance is not satisfactory but other than their occasional corporal punishment sessions, the only other D&S activity they engage in is Kay controlling Harold’s sexual release. Harold wears a male chastity device all of the time and Kay holds the key. As a reward for excellent domestic service (usually rendered no more than once or twice a month) Kay will unlock Harold’s privates and allow him to masturbate (wearing the mandatory condom) while he kneels and kisses her feet. That is the only physical contact between them. They are never intimate on any level.

Kay is not the first woman whom Harold has served in such a capacity. Harold was the domesticated servant of a woman named Audrey for ten years. Harold actually lived with Audrey for the majority of that time. Audrey was not married but Harold was never intimate with her. Audrey had another submissive who was her sexual servant but Harold was her domestic servant. Audrey did engage in many D&S activities with Harold with a strong emphasis on strict discipline as she trained Harold in the ways of proper domesticated servitude.

I knew I could not be intimate with Lady Audrey and I know I will never be intimate with Ms Kay, and I like that. I enjoy serving women with no expectation of receiving sexual favors in return. Having my orgasms controlled by a woman provides me with my sexual excitement.

Whatever the reason, I began belittling and berating him for his pathetic efforts at finding a new job. The fact that he didn’t fight back just made me bolder. Since he was home, I assigned him chores so that he could at least do something to help out the family. He was too sheepish to object and I was too sharp-tongued to put up with any resistance, especially once I discovered that I really liked bossing him around. The day I ordered him to hand wash my lingerie, and he did, I knew that things were never going back to the way they had been.”

“I complained about the way the house looked. Nothing was ever right for me. Although I was earning about what my husband had, I decided that we no longer had enough money to afford the weekly cleaning woman. He was just going to have to pick up the slack. I constantly reminded him that it was I who was saving the family from financial ruin and that he could at least keep up the home. My husband was working like mad to meet my increasingly difficult demands, doing much more than I ever did as a homemaker. He just took to it and I got very comfortable with giving him instructions. Any resistance from him was met with a sharp scolding and a reminder of his failure to be a provider. He would back right down to me and I relished in my new power.”

I brought my husband up to the bedroom. I looked sexy as hell, but definitely portrayed a no-nonsense and strict demeanor. I wore a white see-through blouse over a black bra, sparkly black pantyhose and high-heeled pumps. I ordered my husband to strip. I bet he thought we were going to have sex, something that had become a rare occurrence, but I had other ideas.

Instead, I lifted up my skirt and revealed the dildo. Before he could speak, I told him that I no longer viewed him as a man in the traditional sense. I told him that I loved him and would care for him but that if he ever failed to submit to me as a servant submits to his Master, I would throw him out and divorce him. I told him that his lot in life was to be the perfect househusband and servant. I told him that access to my body would be hard earned and that if he ever failed to please me in the bedroom, I would seek other sexual partners wherever and whenever I wanted.

While generously lubing the dildo that was strapped to my waist, I told him that he had a choice, either pack up and move out or bend over the bed and spread his legs. I said that tonight was to be a ceremony of sorts, symbolizing his new status in life. He started pleading for me to reconsider but I just said to either bend over or get out. Of course he accepted the inevitable and positioned himself over the bed and waited for me, his Mistress, to take him. I did take him and I enjoyed it
immensely.

My husband is now a docile homemaker and caretaker. I believe in having weekly correction sessions. He bends over the bed naked every Thursday night and I review my list. Punishments range from a dose of the paddle to the trusty dildo.”

My husband was waiting on me in the bedroom in his required submissive position of on his knees with his head to the floor. I entered into the bedroom and gave him permission to view me with his eyes.

While most dominant women like to incorporate male orgasm denial on some level (be it allowing male orgasms only once a week, twice a month or once a month), a few women go even a step further with their men. There are relationships where the dominant woman has incorporated permanent denial and permanent male chastity. Eva enjoys such an advanced FemDom relationship with her husband.

“I am a practicing female supremacist and am enjoying this life more than I could have imagined. I am having the most incredible orgasms of my life. I have been married to my husband for five years now and he has not had an orgasm for the entirety of our marriage. I am heavily into orgasm denial and his frustration keeps my libido high.

Our honeymoon night was his last orgasm because he knew what we had planned as a couple and our “pre-arrangement” to be a D/s couple. His last orgasm was onto a copy of the contract that we had prepared out in detail. I let it dry and he framed it so he could see what he was never going to get again as long as we were married. We have a loving relationship and even though his frustration grows rapidly, I handle him with true superiority.

Is such a relationship possible? Can a man really be denied permanently? Some women claim that they have such a relationship with a submissive male and there are permanent chastity devices on the market that come with break-off screws and can be installed in accordance with a Prince Albert piercing or a Frenum piercing in the male’s penis. From my research, it is important for health reasons that a man is allowed to have his plumbing cleaned out periodically. So how does a woman achieve permanent denial in the training of her husband and at the same time ensure his proper health and mental well-being? The key seems to be with a practice known as “prostate milkings”.

The first thing I did was to take charge in the bedroom. I required my husband to please me orally and I set up a schedule where he had to satisfy me four times to be allowed an orgasm of his own. I found him to be very submissive and soon I assigned household chores to him. It became clear to me very quickly that the more dominant I acted towards him, the more subservient he became to me. There was little or no resistance when I took over the finances. I ran into my first problem when I ordered my husband to stop surfing porn sites on the Internet. I found more web sites in our history file. I also suspected that he was masturbating while looking at these sites. When confronted with the evidence he confessed to both, begged for forgiveness and admitted to a lack of self-control. At this time I started spanking him for any shortcomings and I ordered a chastity device which I hold the key!

Having him in chastity 24/7 has helped increase my power in the relationship to the point that my husband is completely submissive to me. He is also completely dependent on me for any sexual relief, and this is a very powerful weapon when wielded by a woman who is not afraid to use it.

He does most of the housework and all the yard work. He not only cooks for me, but also caters to my personal needs. In the last year, I have trained him to shave my legs, help me with my bath routine, and to serve me in the bathroom. He cleans me with tissue, sponge, and powder when I finish. I feel that his service keeps his attention where it belongs; and that is on me. Failure to please will result in punishment, usually a spanking or longer length of time to release from his chastity belt.

I allow him to orgasm only about once per month. This has forced some changes in our sex life. I take my pleasure from his tongue usually three or four times a week. I have become hooked on oral sex, and I have very strong orgasms when he tongues both my vagina and my anus. It makes him more submissive after he has spent the evening servicing me orally. A few months ago my husband complained that we did not engage in enough penetrative sex. I ordered a strap-on dildo and now use it on my husband regularly. I also ordered a chinstrap dildo, when he wears it he can penetrate me and lick my anus at the same time. The natural growth in our marriage has been toward a female dominated union. My husband is not only my lover and friend, but also a complete servant. He obeys me at all times without question.

I shall require you to demonstrate the degree of grovelling servitude consistent with your status as a slave and I shall expect you to make every effort to please me and my girlfriends.

You will kneel beside the bed, cup my breast in your hands and kiss it slowly and reverently. You will kiss the whole of the breast not just the nipple.
• You will massage the breast with circular and squeezing movements of your hands whilst licking and kissing the nipple.
• You will continue until I snap my fingers.
• You will then massage the other breast.
• You will continue your worship until I snap my fingers twice when you will kneel, bow and assume position 1.

I began to develop a dominant attitude toward him. The first thing that changed was our sex life. I released Ted from the CB-2000 once a week in which he would clean both himself and the device and shave his pubic hair. I would allow him a few hours out of the device before requiring that he reinstall it. During his few free hours, I would allow him to have sex with me. He would spring to erection and his passion toward me was the best since we were newlyweds. But there was one minor problem. Ted was so sexually frustrated from being confined in that cage all week without being able to touch himself, that when I permitted him to have sex with me, he would have a pre-mature ejaculation, which left me frustrated. An even bigger problem was that after his quickie orgasm, he seemed to revert back to his old self, meaning a loss in passion and a short temper
toward me. This was not good so I had to make some adjustments to our sex life.

I began to only have sex with Ted while he was wearing the CB-2000. In fact, I only permitted him out of the device about once every other week and then only for a few hours to allow him to shave, to clean himself and clean the device. If we were going to engage in sex, he had to be wearing
the CB-2000. The results were that for the first time in our marriage, our sex life became all about my pleasure. Ted orally pleasured me for as long as I wanted and I pleasured myself with a dildo or a vibrator. Ted was so full of passion that he began to perform oral sex on me for hours at a time. Before, he never liked to go down on me but now, he was doing me with passion and an incredible endurance. I would also make him pleasure me with my sex-toys. I took great pleasure in pointing out to Ted how my dildo was much bigger than his penis and how my dildo never went limp.

Ted had to remain in the CB-2000 during sex, which caused him some discomfort from his penis fighting to become erect but being rebutted by the tight cage of the chastity device. Ted began to beg me for sexual relief and I loved having this control over him. My urge to dominate him began to expand into other areas outside the bedroom. I made Ted earn the privilege of an orgasm. I began to assign him chores around the house each night and he had to do a satisfactory performance in his housework in order for me to allow him an orgasm the next time I released his penis from its cage. When I would let him out of his cage, intercourse was not an option because of his problem with pre-mature ejaculations. So I began to have him masturbate for me, in front of me. This lead to all kinds of exercises in Ted’s humiliation as I would invent creative ways for him to entertain me while he masturbated for me.

Ted was soon doing all the household chores, including the cooking. I enrolled Ted in cooking classes and in massage therapy classes. Ted began to be my personal servant. I took charge of almost every aspect of his life and he was so horny all the time from being sexually denied that he obeyed practically all of my demands. He became rather docile and submissive toward me and I kept growing more dominant toward him. On the weekends, Ted is no longer allowed to play golf or watch sports. He has to attend to my needs.

I began to make him fast from sundown Friday to sundown Saturday. During Saturday, he is required to read books on female care, hair care, nail care, skin care and such. Before his fast ends, I will administer to him an enema to promote health as well as incorporating another method in dominating him. Once again, this has made Ted more submissive toward me.

On Sunday, Ted must utilize what he has learned by pampering me. He will do my hair, my nails, give me a massage and of course, he will orally service my body and bring me to multiple orgasms. Every other Sunday, I will free him from the CB-2000 and allow him to masturbate in a way that I find to be entertaining. I might make him lay across my lap and hump my leg while I spank him until he climaxes. Or I may have him lay across the bed and hump a pillow while I paddle his behind.

There is an evolution that takes place within most women as they experiment with this lifestyle. Most women start out timid and unsure about this lifestyle. Then once they begin to overcome their inhibitions and embrace the dominant side of their personality, they begin to love being dominant and controlling. Over time, the Dominant Female’s appetite grows and she hungers for more control and more power. Denying a man orgasms is a real power rush. Women who practice this lifestyle will eventually learn that a sexually satisfied man is a selfish man but a denied man is an obedient man.

We’ve had our children, so at this point balls on a slave aren’t needed, so abusing them really gives me no worries, other then hurting him too badly of course. but as we progress, hes taking more pain there, and I’m sure in time permanent damage will occur. if it hasn’t already. but, as I’ve said, slave is not permitted orgasm, so those balls only exist for my use and pleasure. there are lots of studs out there who deserve to orgasm!

We decided that instead of nagging or arguing, She would communicate Her displeasure to my testicles. Part of my chastity agreement states that my nuts are Hers to do with as She wishes whenever She wishes. So now, instead of an argument, I must willingly make my balls available for Her to “educate” me about my behavior on demand. The logic in this is that I will DEFINITELY give Tigger my 100% undivided attention when She has me by the balls, & I’m much less likely to “forget” Her point. For me, it makes me feel SO much more like a Man to have Her handling my testicles instead of yelling at me. We BOTH WIN!!

She will spank me and makes me sit in a chair and not to move. She waits while I make supper and very seldom thanks me for supper. I know my place as her obedient servant. She seldom releases me from chastity and never allows any sex.

Begin with the simplest gesture: when my wife enters a room I rise. And I do not sit back down until, with a now practiced gesture, she gives permission. Doors are held, as are chairs. These are the simple manners of a bygone era.

As to finance, gradually the wise wife restricts her husband’s financial independence. Credit cards should only live in her purse, the main family bank account should be in her name. In time the well tempered husband is put first on an allowance and then, on a cash request basis. He should rarely have more than ten dollars in his pocket. While it is certainly humiliating to have to ask for money, that is precisely what a well trained husband will have to do.

Household management is a matter of skill. A man is quite capable of pushing a vacuum cleaner or mopping a floor. He can be taught to wash clothes properly. He can certainly hand wash intimates and iron, and, of course, wash the dishes (or load and unload the dishwasher.) Cooking ability varies and many women prefer good meals to the pleasure of teaching their husband to cook.

Again, introduce these bits of subordination gradually but firmly. A wife lead marriage is not about negotiation. Which is, quite simply, one of its attractions for a surrendered husband. He does what he is told. Which is, in itself, a huge relief and reward.

If he does it well there may be other rewards and, in time, if he does it badly, punishments.

Behind closed doors, my wife is the Queen. I’m more of a service-oriented submissive, which means I love doing housework, pampering, occassionally kneeling. No spanking or cross-dressing–we are just not into it. My job is to pamper, and my enjoyment is seeing that she gets what she demands of me (yes, it’s hard to explain). Needless to say, this requires a complete trusting relationship.

Sex is extremely fulfilling with my wife being pampered and having little pressure to please me.

As a man reading this thread that was serving my purpose as a doormat in my marriage (I was broken and wanting to be completely submissive near the end of it, if she had led me by the hand I would have been a devoted servant)

Then I bring her the tea, kneeling while we chat for about 30 minutes. She on the sofa enjoying tea, me on my knees. We call this time 100% attention time–my job is to be attentive. She may want a refill or some grapes or she may just want conversation. Kiss her hand to thank her for allowing me to serve her breakfast.

Shower time. Every now and then, she “rewards” me with shower chores. That means showering together, pick out her clothes for the night, help with towering, lotion, drying hair. She likes nightly back massage…and if it leads to sex, I usually get the signal.

If we have sex, sex always leads to multiple orgasms for her whereas sex does not always lead to orgasm for me since she decides if my orgasm is “allowed” or not. I’ve gone to sleep many nights fully aroused while hugging/caressing my wife to sleep after she had multiple orgasms. She knows sex is mostly for her benefit and she is under no pressure/resentment that I’m only in it for my quick orgasm (because she decides if I’m going to get one). And she knows I love kneeling on the bed giving her full body massages for as long as she wishes–and if it leads to no sex, I’m content with that.

“I’m the Queen. I deserve this simply because I am the Queen. Your job is to please me and thank me for allowing you to please me.”

Using your sub male as a footstool is a good way to keep him mindful of his lesser standing and the humble attitude that he owes his Mistress. Daily footstool use is best.

If the sub husband works outside the house he should automatically assume the footstool position on entering the home. No change of dress, drink of water or bathroom visit.

Instantly assuming a humble posture beneath the Mistress is a good way for the sub male to transition from the outside world where is his treated like an equal to home where he is an inferior servant.

“I will take all pleasure and comfort from your life.

“You will not masturbate, nor stroke yourself. Your only sexual pleasure will be mine. The only orgasms in your life will be mine.

“I take away your comfort. You will live on the floor and sleep where I allow you. Your nights will be spent in the bathroom or the hall. No pillow, no blanket. If you lie there awake you will remind yourself that your inability to rest is at my will.

“That you once enjoyed eating will become a dim memory. What food I allow you – and often it will be little as I enjoy your hunger – will be functional at best. Like the beast you are, you will eat from a bowl. And your thirst will grow so strong that in being allowed to drink only my piss your gratitude will be all you feel as you lick it up.

“Loneliness will make you ever more thankful that I pay any attention to you at all. Often you will be locked away and forgotten hoping for any attention from your owner.

“Discomfort and neglect will leave you hungry for the worst because that is better than nothing.

“All that will be left to you is acceptance of me as your superior. Your clinging to inferiority hoping that by embracing a role of worthlessness that your service will be more endurable.

“But my demands will never abate. “

On any occasion……when slave is permitted to release sperm into Goddess or anywhere else slave must immediately, without prompting or question forthwith clean away all such sperm using his mouth, swallowing the sperm in order to remove it.

If Goddess ever needs to ask slave to lick up his sperm, or clean sperm away using any other means then slave will not have acted with perfection in this matter and will be liable for punishment.

This morning Goddess’ cock was hard cuddling up against Her and Goddess allowed me to rub it into Her butt, and even let me insert it into Her. However I was not permitted to cum. Perhaps She has something planned for tonight, or just chose not to let me cum.

Goddess squeezed Her cock briefly, and instructed me to go down and eat Her. I did so, and lapped at Her diligently. As is often Her style, Goddess allowed Herself to the edge, and did not let Herself orgasm, so that She could prolong Her pleasure. I delighted in this, and enjoyed giving it to Her, licking away and occasionally drinking up the juices She produced.

After a while Goddess instructed me to put Her cock in, and I rose to mount Her, sliding my rod in, before pumping gently in and out of Her.

I paced myself slowly, not wanting to reach the point of no return any sooner than I must. Goddess pushed my body a few inches away and reached out to pinch my nipples firmly as She likes to do. As Her fingers bit into my nipples the delight of experiencing Goddess’ pinch and Her love tunnel was more than I could bear and I soon felt myself drawing close to orgasm.

“I am close to cumming,” I informed Goddess, as I gently stroked in and out.

“OK,” She said. “Then you must stop. Go back down on me.” And She pushed me off Her and I returned to eagerly lapping at Her lovely pussy, now engorged by our love making. I lathered Her groin with my tongue, one finger in Her pussy as Goddess likes, and ultimately brought Her to wonderful orgasm, drinking all Her juices as She did so.

Goddess lifted Her leg over my head and away, and I guessed that it looked like I was not going to get to cum this evening. Sure enough, She instructed me to go and unlock the door, which I did before returning to spoon close in behind Her in bed.

“This is the way it will be,” explained Goddess. “You will not be allowed to cum again until you have received your strokes for not being submissive enough in front of Amanda.”

My cock jerked even harder against her butt as I lay next to Her. The excitement was overbearing. Not only had She awarded me an extra six strokes for the next day, but now She was demanding that I be more submissive in front of other ladies in future, and She was controlling and delaying my orgasms, and insisting on giving me my punishment due, all in one evening. My love at Her domination overflowed.

The slave shall notify the Goddess immediately or as soon as possible in the case he has an erection. Such notice shall include, without prompting, the full reasons for the slave’s erection.)

On these occasions Goddess is always very clear to insist I serve Her. I must put Her food on Her plate and take it to Her, prepare and bring Her a hot water bottle, clear away the dirty plates, make tea after we have eaten, bring Her Her nail things if She requires them – whatever Goddess requires I provide. Goddess does not Herself lift a finger or get off Her chair the whole evening. My mother has now come to accept this as the norm in our house, and I detect that Goddess gets great pleasure from presenting Her dominance and my submission to her in this way.

When She had finished giving me the six, She stood their with the steel cane in Her hand, and said “I am going to give you one more, hard, punishment stroke, just to remind you how hard punishment strokes are, so that you remember to be good.” And She brought the steel cane crashing down. So that confirmed matters – I am back where I belong – under Her.