CuriousCaged Starting Out With Some Rough Patches

Several months back, my wife and I had that discussion. You know exactly what I mean—the awkward, uneasy moment when you reveal your secret fetish, hoping she won’t find it too strange. As I reluctantly shared with her how much I wanted to buy and wear a cock cage, she appeared somewhat receptive, though cautious. I went ahead and purchased two cages online (one plastic, one metal) along with an independently published guide for keyholders. Once they arrived, she had me read through the book and mark the sections that appealed to my tastes, which wasn’t everything; inside the realm of male chastity, I am actually quite vanilla. However, since then, the cage has only been part of our sex life once, lasting about an hour. Naturally, it was one of the most intense hours of my life, but not very long at all. She seemed to enjoy it, yet she hasn’t rushed to make it a regular feature in our general intimacy. I haven’t really mentioned it again since then, fearing that she simply isn’t into it and might view me as some sort of oddity if I push too hard on the matter. As I’ve noted elsewhere here, I don’t want to be overly forceful regarding my preferences, especially given that she doesn’t seem to have many specific desires herself. Marriage is a partnership, so both sides need to feel at ease. Besides, regular sex isn’t anything to complain about. But after ten years of marriage, I am eager to shake things up slightly. I might bring it up again within the next week or two, but thus far my entry into male chastity hasn’t produced much change.