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Let me put it this way: I’ve returned after a pretty long break. There were some personal tragedies, and I had to do quite a bit of maturing on my end as well. Saying that I was dominating while being submissive would actually be an understatement. Before all this, I was the one driving the chastity process. I’d lock myself in and hand over the key to my KH (Key Holder), but she just wasn’t very interested. Honestly, I didn’t really factor her preferences into account much at all. Usually, I’d stay locked for a day or two, maybe three now and then. But there was no long-term strategy; I kept nudging my wife/KH to participate each time. It just wasn’t that great, especially since the device I used was absolutely awful (the CB2000). The tube enclosure combined with my heavy sweating made it a total disaster.

Before everything went south, I purchased the Queen’s Keep from Mature Metal. It’s mostly a solid piece of kit, but I’ve figured out that if I try to wear it long-term and tighten the screw down tight, I get a burning feeling in my balls, which then turn somewhat numb, and my penis gets burned too. I’ve learned now that leaving the screw just slightly looser solves this issue. But doesn’t loosening it kind of defeat the purpose? Anyway, with personal tragedy hitting hard, kink pretty much vanished from our lives for a while. Then came a new job and some big role shifts at home.

Here we are in the present day. My KH is absolutely keen on trying me out in a 24/7 device with orgasm denial for whatever duration she chooses. When I started this second round, I actually held onto the key myself. We operated on an honor system where I locked myself up, but because of issues during our last attempt at orgasm control (she’d lose track and stop caring about controlling me), I was having orgasms every time I stepped out of the cage in the morning. My wonderful KH found out about this, and after a short discussion, she decided to take charge not just of my locking myself up when I return from work or workouts, but also of those orgasm denials. This shift happened around mid-November 2018.

She was thinking aloud and said, “I want you to have no orgasms until Christmas.” I nearly lost it; I’d never gone that long without one, though secretly I had wanted to try it. I knew the common advice about needing to clear out the pipes every three weeks for health reasons, but the more I research it, the more convinced I am that’s mostly made up anyway. Since I’m clipped, I’m not having kids anytime soon, and most of what the body produces is just reabsorbed. Blah blah blah.

So this new period of a bit over a month gave me quite a kickstart. I was excited, thinking to myself, “I can handle this.”

We downloaded an app for our phones called “Our House.” It’s really neat. Essentially it’s a chore-tracking app with added points to gamify the experience. Now I earn points for doing anything my KH asks of me. But here is the catch: you accumulate these points, but then you have to figure out how to spend them. So there we go; my KH grabbed a Wheel of Fortune app from the internet and filled it up with both good rewards and bad consequences.

KH wants me to use her fancy wheel thing for my points. I wasn’t too keen on it at first. The odds seemed fair enough, so I figured I wouldn’t suffer too much. So I spun the wheel.

OMG! I landed on the second-worst outcome on this blasted wheel: a month added to my denial period.

So time marches on. I’m doing lots of stuff for my KH: vacuuming daily, taking out the trash, cooking dinner, buying groceries—you know all the things a service slut like me does.

It is today now. I feel pretty good. I cleaned out the guest room we were using as a storage cell for unused clutter. It’s clean and very nice in there now. I’ve built up an abundance of points again. So I tell my KH, “Hey, let’s spin the wheel once more.” She seems excited and pulls up the app.

Here goes,” she says. Spin…click…click…click. The worst thing on the wheel appears. 2 months added to my denial! WTF. Seriously? I’m getting hard in my cage because it’s obviously exciting me on some weird, alien level. But wow. That means I won’t be coming out until April Fools’ Day. Lord have mercy. This has suddenly become very serious business. On top of that, she gave me a free spin with the option to accept whatever result or reject it. Up pops “bankrupt,” losing all my reward points. Yeah, right, okay. I seem to have the worst luck ever.