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Here we go. I’m now locked away, having been blissfully unaware of this lifestyle until recently. So what caused the sudden shift? To be honest, I haven’t been able to ‘perform’ for some time, and I’ve decided it’s down to performance anxiety. A while back, I told my wife that I felt I needed some kind of ‘torment,’ but that was as far as it went. She wasn’t sure what to do, and neither am I really.

Recently, my research into performance anxiety led me to an article by Sarah Jameson which sparked a revelation for me.

Reading Sarah’s piece checked so many boxes that I gathered the courage to call my wife over, and we read it together. We discussed how it applied to us, deciding it was worth pursuing this path just to see if removing the pressure of performance would help my flagging libido…

Wednesday 24th November.

Having bit the bullet and ordered a steel device from Ebay, it sat unopened for 24 hours while we both avoided talking about it. Maybe because we didn’t know what to say. Eventually, I decided to bring up the subject and asked my wife if she’d like to see the device. She smiled and said ‘yes’, so I let her open the parcel and waited for her reaction. It was a mix of surprise and shock! At first, she didn’t understand how it fitted, but when I explained, she winced as if it were some sort of torture gadget. Hmmm, come to think of it, that’s exactly what it is!

Anyway, she watched with great interest as I struggled to slip my bits through the back ring, worried I was hurting myself. I assured her it wasn’t painful, though she looked unconvinced. To my total amazement, as soon as the ring was fitted, she started feeding the cage over to finish the job! After a bit of struggle, the cage was on and she fed the padlock through and clicked it shut. I have to say I was totally amazed by this; she does things that amaze me from time to time.

Now imprisoned, we examined it together. She was curious and concerned that it must be painful or cutting off blood flow. I took a walk around and reported that it was actually quite comfortable, if a little tight. That was likely due to an attempted erection causing everything to tighten up. With all this out in the open and the device seeming comfortable, I decided to try going to bed in it straight away. Not the best idea from a safety standpoint, but as it turned out, this was the best thing I could have done…

Once in bed with my options limited, I offered oral services, pointing out that we both had better get used to that for the next week or so. She was up for it, so I went down and did my best to ensure she would go to sleep fulfilled. What happened next blew my mind: while diligently pleasuring my wife, my head was full of passion, love, lust, and helplessness regarding my situation. I kept going for quite a while until my wife had enough. I went to the bathroom feeling literally dizzy from the events of the previous hour.

Back in bed, I cuddled up to her and we chatted about what just happened. My wife said she didn’t know exactly what her part was in all this. I told her not to worry, let’s see how it unfolds and review at the end of the trial period. It doesn’t seem right negotiating or calling shots while your cock is encased in steel!

I asked if she was happy so far, and she said she had a big smile on her face! After cuddles, I turned my back to go to sleep, but she asked why I had turned around. Well, being mindful of the sharp edges on the padlock, I told her I didn’t want anything sticking into her. “Not much chance of that now,” she replied. Ouch!

And there it is—she says she doesn’t understand her part in all this! Delicious torment that ensured I spent a most uncomfortable night tossing and turning while she slipped into a sound sleep.

Thursday 25th November.

After the excitement of the previous night, I got up at 4:30 having had little or no sleep before heading to work. It was all I could do to keep my mind on my job as I recalled the events of last night. I still can’t believe how open she is to it all, despite saying she doesn’t understand what it’s about or her part in it. This partly why I started compiling this blog, so after our first trial run we can sit and discuss what went right, what wasn’t so good, and where to go next.

In the afternoon, I sent her a text saying I felt well enough to go out in the evening with our social circle, and that we could eat out first. I ended by asking if she had stopped smiling yet. The reply came fast: yes to going out, and no to stopping her smile all day! Bless her. I hope this works!

When I arrived home from work, I got ready to go back out with her and asked if it was okay for me to remove the device just for going out. I explained that although I had a key, I would ask as it wasn’t my decision while locked. She agreed and pointed out that I needed to be out for a function we’d attend on Saturday night. From this, I take it she wants me to remain locked in between.

Friday 26th November.

Due to almost no sleep the day before, aided by last night’s alcohol, I managed to fall asleep pretty quickly. My alarm going off at 4:30 meant I wasn’t asleep for too long, but it was nice to get some rest nonetheless. As I dressed for work, I picked up the device I’d left beside her bed and refitted it. Apart from being tired during the day, wearing the device presented no problems; in fact, on some occasions I couldn’t even tell I was wearing it.

In the afternoon, I received a text message from my wife / KH saying she wouldn’t be home when I arrived. She would attend a Christmas party for my Grandson’s activity group.

When I got home, sure enough, she wasn’t there, so I entertained myself by surfing the net since she’d need me to pick her up later. During the evening, I began noticing a dull ache in my balls—not painful, but distracting enough. I got up for a little walk around to let things ‘settle’. While doing this, I noticed the two keys I had given her were left out.

Now I feel I’m beginning to reach the stage where I want to be out, so I sent my wife a jokey text saying that since I found the keys, it looked like playtime for me! Within minutes, I got one back telling me to leave those keys alone!

I have to say it made me smile, but I’ll need to talk with her about leaving temptation in my way as things begin to get difficult!

Not long after that came the call to go pick her up, so off I went. Nothing was said afterwards. We got back home, had about an hour of chit-chat and catching up before retiring. By then I was so tired I decided not to offer services but wouldn’t refuse if she were in the mood.

As it turned out, she wanted to watch TV in bed, so I cuddled up for a while. As I ran my hands over her body and explored her shapely form, I became really aroused and hoped she would initiate something. It wasn’t to be though, so I turned over and fell asleep quickly.