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I work shifts. Woke at noon and lay in bed wallowing in the delicious frustration of weeks of relentless chastity. Felt that steel cage around my cock as if it was a slave collar around my neck. I was so horny for my wife, wanting to tell her how grateful I was that she would lock me like this and allow me to suffer for her ( yes it was a journey to get here). I feel so lucky to have her honestly feel like she owned my cock and orgasms and felt the need to tell her for the hundredth time. It’s been everything and more that I hoped it would be. So I finally got out of bed to go find her and I did. She was busy with the kids, neck deep in whatever and none of them even barely noticed I was there. So I went and worked out, did chores and after a brief visit with her ( no chastity talk), went to work. And such is the realistic life of chastity. I wouldn’t change a thing.:)