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So last night was my most recent and one of the best bondage nights my wife has indulged me in. She went to hang out with her girlfriends that were visiting and enjoy the resort pool. As you know I have many fetishes and chastity is just one of them. I have been too timid and embarrassed to share my fantasies and kinks with her. But I have been tired of hiding those and in the past she has handled it well. She is not kinky or very sexual driven at all, and grew up in a very conservative household. So some things she has trouble thinking they are not wrong etc. I think anything a man and wife do behind closed doors with just the two of them, is open and available as long as there is consent. So I decided to let it all hang out so to speak. When she left I typed her a letter about why she found me like she did, what I was wearing as well as a separate document that she could read if she really wanted to know my kinks, why I think I like them etc. But with a note that said she did not have to read it only if she truly wanted to know what I fantasize about. So I grabbed supplies out of my shop in the back yard, Things I have been hiding from her. Come inside and stripped naked, locked my stainless steel chastity belt on and set up my bondage for the night. First I would be wearing a panel gag harness that has a phallous shaped part in my mouth. So I am being forced to suck on a dick essentially and that renders me speechless. Then I put on locking cuffs, ankle cuffs, and collar all with their own little pad lock. I set up the large dog cage I bought on a piano dolly and put blankets and pillows inside. Then I put an inflatable dildo gag right in front of my face so I would be looking at the dildo the whole time. Wishing I could put it in my mouth but am unable to because of the gag. I can only rub it on my face or stare at it. I put on a Rearz brand diaper because I did not know when she would be back or how long I would be tied up. I was worried about the diaper and ho

her reaction was one of the points covered in my note. I’ve worn diapers before and it’s a kink for me. I appreciate that they allow for an extended bondage period without worrying about using the bathroom. It’s also humbling to walk around with a diaper on while others are watching. But by the time she arrived, my diaper might have been used a few times over, so it would likely be soggy from sitting in it.

Then I crawled backward into the cage on all fours. Shutting the door and securing two padlocks meant that even if other plans weren’t finished, she’d find me locked up in a cage, wearing a diaper with a chastity belt underneath. My note would also be there for her to read. She controlled when she unlocked the cage.

This dog cage is metal, an extra-large size, but I can barely sit upright. Being relatively short, I can’t fully stretch out; I have to lie in a fetal position with limited room to move about. However, staying on my hands and knees works fine.

For the final stage of bondage, I threaded several broom and mop handles through the cage bars. This would lock me into one spot, restricting my movement further. The poles were positioned so that kneeling was necessary, and lying atop some pinned me against the top. Another pole behind me prevented backing up to dismount from them. Then I fastened ankle cuffs to the corners of the cage. Reaching backward, I clipped wrist cuffs to separate hooks on upper corners; this trapped my arms behind and above my head. Pinned to the ceiling inside the cage, resting partly on poles, somewhat balanced on knees but unable to move forward or backward.

I was anxious about how my wife would react when she came home unexpectedly, finding her husband naked except for a diaper, locked in a cage with limbs spread wide toward its edges.

with a dildo positioned right before his face while he was gagged. There wasn’t much else I could do at that moment besides wait and observe. When she returned home, she barely spoke, and because of how tightly bound I was, I couldn’t even look up; all I saw were her feet as she passed in front of the cage.

She asked if I wanted out now, but I said no since she hadn’t bothered to check my letters yet. So she went outside to work in the garden. Upon returning, she glanced at the letters and announced that she was going to take a shower. I had been hoping she would let me out then because lying on those poles was hurting my chest, but she didn’t even give me a chance to object.

After her shower, she came back, finished reading through her letters, and asked if I was alright. I grunted as best I could, trying to signal that I wanted the bars removed. She eventually caught on and took them off along with my arms and legs. This left me free within the cage but still locked in chastity, wearing a diaper, and unable to open the door myself.

She started cooking dinner, and per my request in the letter, she rolled the cage into the kitchen so I could stay close to her. Just this proximity nearly brought me to an orgasm. It had become something of a fantasy for me: using the cage while enjoying the sensation of her moving it exactly where she pleased, with me helpless to stop it in any way. That dynamic felt very hot. She could have shoved me into a closet and shut the door or pushed me outside for neighbors to discover; I lost all control but could just watch through my bars. Fortunately, she kept me near.

She cooked dinner, set the table for one, and rolled me into the dining room so I sat beside her while she ate. I also liked that she positioned me against the wall, which limited what I had to look at. It also meant she couldn’t open the cage door easily since it was pressed against the wall, confirming I was locked in for a good while with no quick exit. I tried to get comfortable inside the cage, shifting between lying on my back and sides. Nothing felt quite right because I still couldn’t fully stretch out.

all of them. She would glance at me occasionally while eating dinner and watching TV. I could do nothing but gaze longingly at her, moaning in my gag which made drool drip from the soaking wet panel gag.

After dinner she cleared the table, did all the dishes and started heating up more food. Still positioned in the dining room section of our great room facing the wall, I could only hear her moving around. Eventually she moved my cage, unlocked it and let me crawl out, removing both my collar and gag. Then I found a plate of food on the floor for my dinner. She connected my cuffs behind my back and said I could eat. This was about 4 or 5 hours since I had been locked up, still wearing my chastity device and diaper.

Eating felt awkward as I knelt there, leaning down slowly to try and get a mouthful of food with my hands tied behind me. Occasionally I fell on my face while trying to grab some food. After finishing the plate she gave me a drink before telling me to “kennel up”. That caused my chastity device to feel tight because that is how we used to tell our dog to get into her cage many years ago.

She not only shut the cage but put the locks back on so I had no way to escape. She wheeled me over behind the couch and she continued watching her show as I tried to settle in again.

Some time later she came and let me out of the cage once more but told me to stay down on my knees. I was happy to be out of the cage so I nuzzled her legs with my head as a thank you. Even though I wasn’t gagged at that moment, when in sub mode I don’t talk unless she asks me a question, especially tonight since it seemed like I was being treated like her dog (which I love puppy play for; this was explained in my letter to her). As I followed her to the couch on my knees the diaper crinkled, reminding me of the full situation and making me blush. But at the same time my dick was fighting against its chastity cage trying to get hard.

She told me she was going to sit on the edge of the couch and p

She draped a blanket over her while resting her legs on the coffee table, handed me her dildo and told me to make her cum. I slid under the cover, wetted the toy by sucking it clean, placed one end in my mouth and the other inside her pussy. This allowed me to use one hand for support and propping myself up, while the other played with her clit. I started fucking her as she had the glass dildo protruding from my mouth against her clit until she commanded me to stop. She took out the toy and handed it back for me to lick clean. I accepted it like a good dog should, crawling onto the carpet with my chastity device between my legs and resting in my damp diaper, beginning to give it a blowjob just as I wished. Licking it first, then slowly sucking it into my mouth before more licking and eventually attempting to deep throat it. Giving her juice-soaked dildo a proper blowjob while she watched was humbling. But the arousal was so strong I couldn’t help myself. I kind of humped the floor with my diaper as I worked on it, feeling like I had an ruined orgasm at the same time. That really turned me on.

She then gave me a drink and put on my neck corset which restricts movement in my neck, telling me to kennel up again before locking me away. She went for a shower and returned to watch more TV. About an hour later she released me, asking me to stand in front of the cage. She connected my wrist cuffs to the top of the unit so I had to bend slightly forward, and attached my ankle cuffs to a small chain. Then she told me to push the cage into the bedroom. I maneuvered carefully to avoid hitting the walls in our hallway, taking tiny steps. As I walked with legs spread due to the wet diaper while bending over the cage wearing the neck corset, I caught sight of myself in the bedroom mirror and felt shame wash over me once more. She unhooked me but left the cuffs and neck corset on, telling me to “kennel Up” for bedtime.

I had likely been out of the cage for a total of 40 minutes up until now, having spent 7 hours since I first got locked.

I was inside it. Now she had me sleeping in the cage while still wearing that same diaper! We got comfortable for the night, with her enjoying our spacious Cal King bed and me squeezed into a small dog crate…what an absolute dream come true! My hands were free, so I soon took off the neck corset since those back strings can leave marks and bruises, especially as I had work waiting in the morning. I tried to get comfortable but never quite managed it, tossing and turning to ease the pain from my cramped knees. Around 5am she woke up needing to pee. She asked how I was doing because of all the noise I was making and her difficulty sleeping. I said I wouldn’t mind being let out. So she unlocked the cage so I could grab a drink and lay in bed with her. However, I wasn’t allowed to remove my cuffs or the diaper. (The note had specifically stated that I am not permitted to take it off unless she gives permission, either by telling me directly or if she says change my diaper. She didn’t do this so I slept through the night in a wet diaper.

We woke up around 9am; I’d first been locked in the cage at 5pm the evening before. After sitting there for about an hour, she finally told me I could remove the diaper and take a shower since we had errands to run before heading out for work. As a side note, it really turned me on because my wife was able to walk around or leave the house freely, eat and drink whatever she wanted, pleasure herself sexually, watch TV, check her phone, use the computer etc whenever she pleased. She could use a toilet like an adult human being, shower, brush her teeth do anything at all. I remained locked in chastity unable to touch myself or even get a proper erection, wearing that wet diaper for a total of 16 hours before she said I could remove it right before the end of our session when we headed out, unable to move more than a few inches within my cage, unable to stretch fully, unable to eat or drink anything, couldn’t see my phone TV computer or really anything at all, and had to go in my diaper sitting in my own filth. And it was a fantasy come true. I don’t think

She was really into it and didn’t try to dominate me or make me do that on her own, but she played along nicely last night. Even though I am still locked in chastity and wasn’t sexually pleased at all, it was one of the best nights of my life. Despite waking up sore, being bored while Locked in there, and unable to do anything for myself. I would never want to live a submissive 24/7 lifestyle like this, but I love when we can do it and wish she would get into it so I could do it more often. The longest chastity session I have done is about 5 weeks. That works fine and I enjoy long sessions like that, but wouldn’t want to live the full-time version. In my note, I mentioned fetishes ranging from chastity and puppy play to my desire for more diaper control where she decides how many I wear each day, forcing me to keep dirty ones on for a while. Also included are thigh-high platform boots, corsets, her using a strap-on on me so I have to suck and pease it, plus a small wish to be forced to eat my own pre-cum and cum. Not sure what comes next from here. I will probably fantasize about her tying me up and fucking me up the ass, but we’ll see if she ever surprises me like that. Anyway, great night and just wanted to share it with everyone.