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Hello all. I’m mostly a silent reader who posts occasionally, but I wanted to share how things have been going. I picked up an MM jailbird cage some time ago and it’s been fantastic. My keyholder back then wasn’t entirely sure why I was doing this, but she went along with my situation. I held onto the keys, so I asked for freedom quite often, though she rarely refused. So, I lived in a state of casual chastity, only staying locked when urges got too strong. Then everything shifted. I can’t recall every detail, but I remember telling her to look into key holding research. Being smart and wonderful as she is, she did just that and uncovered plenty more info. Since I work night shifts while she works days, one morning I woke up with a surprise in store. She explained what she had learned about how it’s truly defined male Chastity, and I caught my breath instantly. It was clear she’d found a wealth of knowledge. She continued to explain that she really gets the concept now, understands that I should worship her body, and has gathered everything needed for me to wear a necklace-style cage while handing over control. Jumping ahead to today: my keys are hanging around her neck, and I’m waiting for an emergency key container so I have one on hand. We’ve set down rules, and right now I’m in the middle of serving punishment because I had an orgasm without permission. Truthfully, it’s a struggle. Did I ask for this? Yes, I suppose I did. It matches what I used to dream about, even if it turns out tougher than expected; yet strangely enough, I kind of enjoy it too. The upside is that sex feels amazing now. There’s no more wasting myself on porn, and my desire for her has grown stronger—it acts as great motivation for me. Technically speaking, the cage itself isn’t something I love, but through the honor system I’ve shown her that if she lets me play in it, I’m capable of orgasming and can’t always be trusted. Has anyone else started out with a rougher experience? I’ll own up to it. We still get our intimate moments, usually once a week; while orgasms are mostly denied, they only stay away for about a week at most (excluding specific punishments and other things I’m sure I’ll uncover later).