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My wife and I have been together for more than four decades. I am a submissive man, and she has acted as my Mistress for at least thirty of those years. Seven years back, a radio interview with the founders of AL Enterprises caught my ear. It was the first time I had encountered male chastity within a BDSM dynamic. The concept hooked me immediately, and six years ago I joined this community along with a few other sites. To be honest, I spent quite a while just lurking. My curiosity finally won out when I bought a CB-3000. For some reason, I was hesitant to tell my wife about it, so I only wore it during my long hauls (I drive trucks cross-country). I would lock up before starting my route and unlock it after a week or two upon returning home. This continued until the day she caught me.

I had simply forgotten to remove the CB when I came back from one of my trips. My wife met me at the door and grabbed hold of my crotch. “What’s that?” she inquired. I finally confessed what I’d been doing and admitted it excited me greatly. I showed her our websites, and we spent the weekend exploring this lifestyle together. She read a copy of The Keyholder’s Handbook over the course of an afternoon, which I had gifted her. Meanwhile, I spent much of that time tied up in the basement, receiving a good flogging for my lack of openness.

A few days later, as I was preparing to head out for work, she asked if I was wearing my chastity device. I replied that I intended to put it on once I hit the road again. She instructed me to do so now and hand over the key. Shen kissed me goodbye and sent me off on a ten-day journey. It felt like heaven. Throughout the entire trip, I remained fully aware of the CB and its secure hold.

Since then, we have delved deeper into chastity living. Initially, I was locked for each full trip duration (ranging from ten days to two weeks). Upon returning home, I would be released for some great sex. Soon after, I returned only to be unfastened briefly for a wash and shave before being teased mercilessly for hours without an orgasm, then relocked and sent back out. However, the CB-3000 wasn’t ideal for extended wear. On July 4, 2013, my wife gave me the new CB-6000s. After getting used to them, I discovered they were comfortable for longer stretches. We began with thirty-day locks and gradually increased this to ninety days. During this period, my Mistress became highly skilled at ruining orgasms.

This current locking started on New Year’s Day. The plan was April 1st as the release date. For one reason or another, time kept stretching further and further. Now I’ve been told I might last an entire year. That isn’t the whole tale, though. My wife has fully embraced this lifestyle with intense passion. In June, she decided we should try cuckolding. Interestingly, her version positions herself as the cuck. Her school friend visited in June. She kissed me and said she was going to visit her sister for two weeks, leaving James as my master during her absence. She took the key from around her neck and handed it to him. For those two weeks, I served as this man’s gay slave. While I had previously enjoyed oral pleasure and penetration via Mistress’ strap-ons, having a real, warm, throbbing man in my mouth or backside was entirely different. It was incredibly humiliating, yet even though I’m not gay, it was an amazing experience that helped me understand the attraction better. The Mistress says next time I might be the cuckold myself, or perhaps the guest will service both of us.

So there is my story up to this point. For the last ten months, ruined orgasms have been the norm for me, with very few exceptions. Meanwhile, the Mistress has enjoyed numerous ones from my tongue, a vibrator, or a dildo. All while laughing at my pathetic little manhood and devising new ways to humiliate and torment me.

Sorry for the lengthy post; I just needed to get this off my chest. Watch out what you wish for.