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Hi there. Please forgive me if this message is a bit lengthy. I wanted to share my thoughts on what I hope will become a chastity journey with my wonderful wife, whom I adore. Even now, looking at her still gives me that “wow” feeling.
In this first post, I’ll provide some background context which might not be too different from other stories here. It’s often hard for me to express my inner feelings verbally, so writing them down helps. We’ve been happily married for nearly 15 years, and soon, when the time feels right, I plan to bring up chastity with her. She won’t be completely surprised by it.
I have always considered myself a kinky guy, and in our earlier days, she was happy to participate in light bondage play. That was actually when I first introduced her to a chastity device; the idea intrigued me enough that I bought one home just for fun, though at the time it really was nothing more than a toy.
Looking back, I realize I was “topping from the bottom”—pushing things along too fast and not giving her enough time to fully engage. To be honest, I wanted her to become my “Dominatrix wife,” which was quite selfish of me. After a while, I decided to step away from kink with her because I thought she wasn’t enjoying it. I got rid of the toys, and we settled into a happy, vanilla family life full-time.
Over the years, I kept my inner kinks alive by watching femdom porn privately to satisfy myself visually and working out regularly at the gym, which helped exhaust me and feed my masochistic cravings. That was how I carried on for so long. Recently, though, I stopped going to the gym and switched to over-masturbation while heavily consuming femdom content. Eventually, I reached a breaking point where I knew I had to do something, so I faced those demons head-on.
I actually booked an appointment with a professional dominatrix but thankfully realized my senses returned at the last minute and politely cancelled. I’ve never cheated before nor felt much of an urge to, so I was deeply ashamed by myself in that moment and realized how poorly I had been communicating.
More recently, I started talking to her about missing our old kinky adventures and suggested buying some new toys. I expected a dismissive “Don’t be silly” kind of reply, but instead, she encouraged me to get even more. So I did. This time around, though, I stuck mainly to dildos and vibrator devices.
A few weeks later came the arrival of a cane and a CB6000S.
Someone here wrote about how not to introduce chastity, which is exactly what I did (pity I hadn’t found this forum sooner!). As typical bloke that I am, I put it straight on with the smallest ring and asked her if she minded locking the padlock for me. She agreed.
It was an amazing feeling lying next to her in bed while locked up. Sadly, though, I couldn’t make it through the night because it felt too tight, and things down there didn’t look very healthy. I took it off again and decided to spend more time experimenting with different devices before reintroducing one permanently.
Right now, I am focusing a lot of attention on her needs and pleasure.