Initial attempts at chastity

“Early experiments with chastity When I purchased my cb6000s, my circumstances were much like yours. After seeing pictures and thinking it might be a bit of fun, I managed to get my wife’s agreement for one as a birthday present. We have been together for 30 years, and our sex life had become somewhat calm, if not boring. The delivery instructions meant she would receive the unopened package; consequently, I have never touched the keys! When she handed me the open box on my birthday, she said she would need help with it, which I readily agreed to. I downloaded pages from Chastity sites like Mistress Angela’s guide and Chastity Mansion, as well as content from Mistress Angelfire. Confident as usual, I simply skimmed the information and handed it over to her. Two days later in the evening, she asked if I really wanted to give this a try. I said yes. She told me to go ahead and put it on. My initial attempts were rather poor, so I returned to the internet where I discovered the push ball and cock-through-ring method, along with the sock cage fitting technique from various sites. Amazingly, the device fitted but felt quite tight. My wife declared it ugly. The following evening she announced that I would only ever wear that thing when she wanted me to. I must never try to take it off once she has locked it, and all decisions regarding it are hers. ‘If you remove it without my permission,’ she warned, ‘your little game will be over forever, understand?’ Thinking this would be easy, I agreed without fully grasping how much control I had surrendered. I wore the device for a couple of hours initially without the padlock, using a cable tie to keep everything together. Then she said, “Since you are so eager, we might as well begin. If I lock you now, it will be for at least 24 hours. Do you want to be locked?” “Yes please, Mistress,” I replied (thinking this would help set the mood). She declared, “YOU WILL ALWAYS CALL ME LOVE FROM THE MOMENT I SHUT THE LOCK!” Somewhat shocked, I said yes, Love, rather weakly. She reached down, told me to look at the lock, popped it through, and clicked it shut. The immediate sensation was one of loss followed by elation because it was actually happening to me. She was playing my game. Then in seconds came the fear that ‘at least 24 hours’ could mean any time now, which might not be very soon at all. OOPS! What had I done? We went to bed; I could hardly get comfortable, but the squeezing sensation had a special calming effect on me—it was rather lovely! Dozing off, I was woken at 3 o’clock in the morning. She unlocked me, played with my very strong erection, and had me serve her. She came very quickly, faster than ever before in our 30 years together. I was lying by her side a few moments after her climax when she pulled my hand to her soaking fanny and had me fingering her by instinct. My frustration was starting; as she approached her peak again, she took my hand off and finished herself almost chuckling with glee. I found this very satisfying and arousing because, after all, I was making her happy! Thinking it would be my turn soon, I waited, but after a few minutes she told me to finish myself into my left hand. As I came rather strongly while still in the zone, she pulled my hand back to her fanny again. This time she said, “Finger me then scoop up my juices and lick your hands clean.” Because I was so aroused this was very easy, and my climax did not subside as usual; I felt elated! She stopped me again and finished her own climax. This time she seemed to be absolutely spent. She turned her back to me and went to sleep. The next day she said, “If you want to go on with this, the next time you are locked it will be for a few days! You must beg me to lock you when you are ready! No further discussion about this or I will not lock you ever again!” Thinking she was being a bit OTT (over-the-top), I reckoned I would tell her when I was ready! For two days I kept my cool, no masturbation, and expected her to open talks. She asked how my cock felt? Did it enjoy its cage? How long can it wait to get back inside? Late in the day she suggested an early night. She stripped in front of me, got the notes I had downloaded, and sat by the bed reading them. Strangely this was too much for me so I said, “Ok, you can lock me again!” She replied, “I told you you would have to beg. You are very close to never being locked again; be careful!” My resistance crumbled; I quickly knelt before her and said, “Please LOVE, would you be kind enough to lock me?” Hardly believed it was me! ‘I KNOW YOU REALLY WANT THIS. IF I LOCK YOU IT WILL BE FOR AT LEAST A FEW DAYS! Do you want me to lock you?’ Feeling very small in an almost whisper, I said ‘yes please, LOVE!’ My fate was sealed; I had surrendered part of myself. I felt a little frightened but so enthralled that she could do anything. ‘You will be locked on Thursday evening when you get home for at least a few days!’ Such excitement and anticipation made me hardly wait. Thinking the experience could be improved, I decided to fit the smallest possible ring and leave out the spacer to hold my cock tighter… The emotional turmoil over the few days of waiting was fantastic. Fitting myself and waiting for the click of the lock had me trembling quite a lot; the sensation was euphoric as she took control. During the next three days, she became my goddess, my queen. My craving to serve meant I ran around like a love-struck fool. She told me that evening I would be unlocked the next evening but might not get a release. My need to serve saw me ironing, washing dishes, tidying up, serving her drinks, and doing DIY round the house—anything she wanted was easy. On the evening when she unlocked me, I made our dinner, ran her bath, washed the nail polish from her toes, massaged her legs and feet. She carefully opened her legs as I worked on her! The excitement caused something to pop inside the cage; I thought I had cum in it! The level of arousal was higher than any experienced before. When she unlocked me we discovered that the cage had nipped the top back part of my cock, and it was bleeding a little. My foreskin looked very large due to water retention, which we thought might be the cause. She said I would not be able to put that in her so ‘you can lick me now!’ Very willingly I licked her to a very strong climax despite my situation; I was still aroused! ‘That was a good boy!’ she said. ‘You can have a sniff, pussy-wank but be quick and catch your cum!’ Stroking my injured member was strange, but very soon with her scent overpowering me, I began to become extremely aroused. I started telling her how kind she was for locking me up, how caring for taking part in this stuff, how gorgeous she was, etc., as I spoke and got more excited. She just said ‘Cum now boy!’ Immediately upon hearing these words the sounds coming from me were alien; my heart felt likely to explode, my brain was reeling. I came so hard I fell to the floor at the side of the bed gasping for air in a state of complete confusion. How was this possible? Must do this again!’ OH I WANT IT LOCKED AGAIN NOW! ‘Lick it up boy so I can watch; next time you will be licking it out of me!’ Her words finished the session! She has become my Leader, Boss, Key holder. She is awesome; I love her completely! So be careful what you ask for, good luck and enjoy. Since this happened my cock is almost healed; I must wait until my cock is fully healed but she will lock me again when begged and for at least a week with no release guaranteed. OH FUCK WHAT HAVE I DONE? The reason for writing is to get confirmation that other people have really had similar experiences. Anyone out there help to ease my mind please?