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So, as I mentioned earlier, my release was denied this weekend because I slipped up with my diet. After five days of eating almost nothing, two poor meals over the weekend prompted my wife to keep me locked for another seven days. It seemed like a reasonable call since I am the one who A) asked her to hold onto my key and B) requested she help enforce my dietary rules, so you get what you deserve, right? Last night, she decided that rewarding five good days out of seven would involve some teasing. She brought out the Magic Wand and enjoyed herself while I lay naked beside her in just my CB6000s. It is pure torture to watch my wife react with a passion I rarely see from me as my 4.5 inch member pushes against its cage. I found myself begging for release for the first time, which feels natural seeing her writhing on our bed. Perhaps in her heightened state she will allow me to join? Although I am not entirely sure I even want out, at that moment it felt more important than anything else before. So there I was, pleading. And she turned me down. “Maybe next weekend”, emphasizing the Maybe part, “If you manage to earn it somehow. I have some plans in mind. And perhaps a date night…” Now I am arranging for babysitting so we can go out on our date night and trying to guess what her ideas might be…