My biggest turn-on is tease and denial. I am a huge tease. For me teasing is like breathing. It’s my second nature. In high school I used to tease boys mercilessly and had them eating out of the palm of My hand. Chastity feeds right into that. Having a boy’s cock and balls under My control is one of the most exciting and fulfilling things I get to experience. There is nothing like the thrill of forcing a boy to beg. It is a huge turn-on for Me to know I have phil’s cock and balls locked up now for as long I want — and that there’s not a single fucking thing he can do about it! It will probably be years. I’m certainly never going to have any use for phil’s pathetic cock. And neither is he!
Having phil locked up this way is something I’m really proud of too. When he found My website he thought he was going to use Me to amuse himself until he found a ‘real’ Mistress. But now I dominate and control every aspect of his life. The only thing that gives his little life any meaning now is his love for Me and his service to Me. He knows I’m going to keep him in chastity for years. He knows I’m going to torment him. I am so proud to have trained him and molded him to such an intense level of submission that he would obediently make such an incredible commitment to Me.
I put it on in the morning and earn points to have it removed before bed. During this period, her idea of chastity is forced during the day and into the evening, and then no participation after she falls asleep, again, always with a foot massage, head scratch or back and neck rub. She holds the key in her hand and will not release it until she falls asleep. Some nights (ugh) she doesn’t open it until I’ve fallen asleep, and then the next morning, “it’s back in the cage for you, mister!!” This works well. it keeps me in constant arousal, she gets what she wants (and isn’t that the reason, guys – and gals-for male chastity??) so everyone wins. in fact, I have not ejaculated in front of her for over 2 months now. But, she expects me to provide her with orgasms when she wants them.
As I mentioned in another thread, my wife uses chastity and/or feminine under-things to keep me in a constant state of arousal, making me constantly think of her all day and coming up with new ways to make her happy. Her co-workers keep asking her if she could clone me, since I always send her flowers, deliver her lunch, press her clothes each morning, and treat her and her friends to happy hour on a regular basis. The fact that I know she controls me, and could publicly humiliate me at a moments notice, is a huge adrenaline rush, which makes me try even harder to impress her and her friends. (and the fact that I might be wearing a garter belt and stockings and/or a CB 6000, makes it even more exciting) I’m whipped and I love it.
But, most of all, she does too. And that what a wife led marriage (femdom/chastity/, etc.) is all about: not you, but her. Serve your wife, make her happy, and she will continue to reciprocate as long as she is getting positive feedback from her chaste husband. Don’t nag her, don’t sub from the bottom- just be a good boy and do the things that make her happy. That is your role as a subordinate husband; accept it and serve your goddess 24/7 !!
The piece is in praise of my Owner, in defence of financial domination done well by a genuine dominant, and in celebration of my permanent locking up in a made-to-measure steel chastity.
I’d discovered the delights of chastity; the ache of desire focussing all thoughts on the dominant. Goddess soon discovered this and locked me up. For much of the eight+ years I’ve served Her She’s kept me in chastity. These have always been plastic devices and not always reliable. Because of that I never entirely believed in them and the commitment I was making to Goddess by being locked in chastity always felt somehow incomplete. It had become a dream of mine, and an ambition of Hers, that my chastity should be permanent; I wanted to be Hers completely, unequivocally and demonstrably Her property. After two plastic devices had failed in the space of a few months, I searched online for a made to measure steel device suitable for permanent wear although without much hope. To my delight I found a perfect match. To my further delight Goddess agreed that I could spend the money. I’ve been locked up in my new inescapable steel chastity for over 100 days now. The device locks without a padlock and Goddess has the only two keys. Oh, and for extra safe keeping Goddess is on the opposite side of the Atlantic. I am Hers.
Like Becky, my Wife is the Head of the household and expects me to follow her lead. I am proud to be her servant and want her to be proud of me. I am a very lucky man because my Wife enjoys being a mistress. It is the little things like kneeling, a curtsey, panty wearing and my chastity that help her to establish authority in everyday situations.