"Two Decades Locked Away"

Here’s one that caught me off guard.

We’ve had a bit of an on-and-off relationship with chastity over the past few years. My longest continuous stint was just over 100 days wearing a CB 2000. I preferred the 2000 model because it breathed much better than the 3000 and 6000 series.

Then we ordered a Jailbird from Mature Metal, which is absolutely fantastic. It took a few weeks to arrive, and once it did, she left it sitting by her bedside for about three weeks without letting me even attempt to put it on. Her rule was that once the cage goes on…it stays on. I wasn’t entirely sure what she meant at first, but I agreed.

One night we were lying in bed when she brought out the Jailbird and had me slip into it. As she tightened up the security screw, she asked if I knew what day it was. I said no. She told me that today marks 20 years since we first met (she’s a stickler for keeping her old diaries). And she thought it would be fitting to keep the cage on for another full 20 years.

I laughed nervously, thinking surely she must be joking—you meant twenty years of intermittent use, right? No. She literally means twenty years straight.

At 42 now, she grinned and added that I get my release at age 62.

That was back in mid-March, so my new reality has officially begun. I’m still trying to figure out how I feel about it—a strange mix of horror and excitement.

Since she sees other lovers too, her sex life will remain well taken care of; we recently had a custom strap-on harness made specifically for the dong she prefers. So it looks like I am here to stay.

Has anyone else dealt with this kind of surprise announcement?

Be careful what you wish for indeed!