Finding Peace Once More

I’ve had a rough couple of days recently, but I’m in a peaceful mood at the moment…

It’s not too hard to get out of my device if I really need to. Initially it was an annoyance, but honestly, what does it matter? I have no intention of doing so. Even when she leaves me locked up overnight, we both know that giving myself pleasure is the last thing on my mind. The device simply serves as a physical reminder of a deeper truth: I am her kept man.

It has been six weeks since I last came, and I don’t expect to do it again for months—likely not until August or September. That possibility still surprises me sometimes. My wife predicts that this year alone will see no more than four or five times where I release myself. Back in the day, I used to come multiple times within just five days. But things are so much better between us now that I have to agree: this is good for both of us.

My constant arguing and pushing for sex was damaging our marriage; I realize now how foolish I was acting. She has always been capable of doing many things other men only dream about, but now she does them with more willingness and joy—and strictly on her own terms. Is it as frequent as I wish? No, because I am a man who constantly wants more. But she is training me to be patient and see the glass as half full. As she puts it, if you have no set expectations, you will be content with whatever comes your way. I’m learning to surrender my desires to her timing.

I prefer this calm state over being grumpy. I hope it lasts a bit longer. Perhaps it will do so this time around.