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2026-09-11T07:08:47.000Z #1
Usually, when my wife is away for a couple of days, I stay in chastity. She’s currently out of state and I’m just relaxing, handling the kids’ school drop-offs, and so on. When she travels, I tend to make life easier by treating myself to junk food. But this time around, I am not locked up. Anyway, today I headed over to my go-to Chinese spot for takeout—a small ritual of mine when she’s gone. I placed the order and found a seat. Something felt off; I sensed an absence—the one item I always wear at that specific restaurant: my chastity cage. The sensation was quite surreal, as if I were completely naked.