Her Chastity Husband

"I have someone joining us tonight. Someone who's going to give me what you can't. Are you ready for that? Are you ready to watch that?"

I wore my favorite frilly pink dress as I awaited the arrival of my wife Christina in our bedroom. She was pleased when she saw me dressed up, her eyes filled with pride at how obedient I had become since she had started dressing me up. I hoped that she might have something sexy planned for the two of us, something that would involve the unlocking of my chastity cage. Boy, was I wrong.

Christina did have plans for the night, but they didn’t involve me, they were with someone else. I knew this night would come eventually, the night when my wife invited another man over to share our bed, but I was never fully prepared for it. Now I don’t have a choice. It’s happening whether I like it or not.

“You’re beautiful. You were meant for this, made for satin and silk, for lace and lingerie. You were meant to be a sissy.”

For months my wife Christina has talked about her therapist, Dr. Alexander, the person who had convinced her to lock me in chastity. Now, finally, I would have the chance to meet this mysterious doctor, to plead my case and explain why she’s all wrong about me.

But Dr. Alexander isn’t what I expected—she’s young and gorgeous, powerful and sexy—and she isn’t done with me yet. No, she has even more plans for me. Plans that include putting me in my proper role, the submissive role, the feminine role.

Surely I won’t give in to her crazy ideas… right?

I gave her exactly what she wanted, trying my best to ignore what I wanted. It was unbearable sometimes, being in a constant state of arousal without the possibility of relief. But there was no alternative. I needed to be good, I needed to be obedient.

I thought it would be a passing fling, a temporary game between my wife Christina and I. But it wasn’t. She was serious about me wearing a chastity cage, and she was serious about her holding my keys.

As days turned into weeks, my desperation grew, as did my understanding of what needed to be done. I needed to prove myself, to submit myself fully to her, to allow her to dominate me in ways I would have never imagined.

And that’s exactly what I plan to do.

"You must learn patience. You must learn to control your desires, and to serve me in the ways I see fit. If you can’t do that, then you’ll just have to stay locked up forever.”

It was all so simple, our lives, our relationship, everything. At least it was until this fateful night. What started as prying eyes, a husband longing for his wife, quickly became something more, something that would change our lives forever—and it all began with a chastity cage.

I thought it was all for fun, that she would lock me up and we would do some kinky roleplaying. Never did I expect her desire to control me, to dominate me, to be so strong. Never did I expect the night to play out as it did, or for me to like it as much as I did.

Never did I expect that this was just the beginning.