Journals and blogs discussion

Hello, I’ve been pondering starting a blog for quite some time, always putting it off because I worried about sharing too much of my private life with my wife. But recently I figured - who cares? I want to write, so I will! Let’s get the basics out first.

Chastity I’m constantly wearing a pink CB2000. My plan is to stay chaste for the rest of my days. This doesn’t mean I never release; I do for supervised orgasms. However, I accept that I’ll likely never be unlocked and free to masturbate on my own again. It’s thrilling, though sometimes I wonder, “What have I done?” If I declared I was ready to stop being chaste, our marriage might suffer. Chastity is so central to us—it makes me feel loved and accepted, while she feels respected and cherished. I don’t ever want it to end, but I won’t pretend everything is always easy.

Service The tricky part… there are specific “milestones” in our marriage that define my obedience, even when not wearing the device. The first was closing my bank account and handing over all financial control to her wife. No matter what happens between us, this rule stands firm; she’s adamant about it. My Mistress handles the bills and accounts, which I respect since money management has never been my strong suit. It can be annoying asking for pocket money occasionally, but I know that’s what she wants, and I enjoy seeing her get her way. Plus, sometimes she bends me over to tuck cash into my panties, which is a nice bonus!

The second milestone is constant obedience. I’d say I’m 95% there, though she might disagree. I struggle with being ordered to fetch drinks or snacks! Especially when I’m relaxing. Usually, Mistress gives a warning threat that prompts me to move; nowadays, just the tone of her voice tells me trouble awaits if I stay put.

Next is following a chore schedule. Lately, it felt difficult because we hadn’t defined exactly what she expected. So, we created a list—it helps clarify things, yet I still slip up often since I absolutely hate chores. This is where my wife gets her desired outcome and where I need to improve. Currently, if I complete all chores for a week, I earn the right to cum on Sunday—I’ve missed out for six weeks straight—my loss! A decent job earns me a minimum pleasure orgasm: tied to the bed counting backwards from 60 while she holds a vibrator against my cock. If I miss a number or pause, I stay locked without releasing, so total focus is required; no drifting into sexy thoughts. Exceeding expectations allows me to stroke myself while standing at attention before Mistress.

Feminisation This has grown from occasionally wearing a maid’s dress and dancing for her to the rule that all chores must be done in attire. Check my pics for the new outfit! My underwear journey went from boxers worn constantly to small white male briefs, and now I have a drawer full of panties—mostly pink, lacy, or frilly—with a strict rule: always wear them during the day. If visiting the doctor or staying at a friend’s place, I keep some plain white briefs for permitted use only.

I love feminising! Although right now my in-laws are here, and my mother-in-law keeps asking why there are so many panties washing. I’ve moved into the smallest bedroom because my snoring disturbs her sleep; she prefers me in my sissy room. A couple of months ago, she replaced the bed with a pink metal-framed single featuring love hearts and matching duvet sets—I was thrilled.

Sex Life Very little, to be honest. I’ve struggled with impotence since my teens. It used to frustrate me, but now it feels right. Being a wimp and sissy makes sexual inadequacy arousing for me. Context changes everything. Also, my wife has trouble with intercourse due to soreness, so she may never allow penetration again—it’s been eight years! That doesn’t mean we lack sexuality; ours is pure mind sex. She still masturbates too. When I participate, I suck her breasts while she uses a vibrator—I know she fantasizes about cuckolding me during these moments. We’ve discussed it before and agree it’s an exciting thought!

Discipline We’re currently on hiatus from physical discipline—it’s mostly my fault. Once I told her to whip me if I threw a tantrum. She tried, but I refused (I forget the argument details), which put her off whipping me for a while. I really messed up then, though I’m sure it will return in time.

That covers most of the background. If you have questions or feel something is missing, just ask! From here on, I’ll write an honest blog about my feelings. Thanks for reading. paulie