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I handed over control to my wife and began chastity at the start of the month. She let me out once during the week so she could pleasure herself and clean my cage, but I wasn’t allowed to cum. She also teased me by having her eat her pussy twice, which is something she doesn’t typically want me doing. Yesterday she dismantled my world and showed me that I was no longer in charge.

She came home early and released me from the cage. She lay on her back with her legs spread wide. She wanted me to fuck her. I started, but a couple of minutes in, her eyes went wild with excitement. She pushed me out and jumped up. She returned with a pair of vibrators I had bought for her months ago but hadn’t used together: a vibrating Benwaballs set with its remote. This was supposed to be for her postpartum masturbation, but she clearly had something else in mind.

She lay back down and commanded me to get back at it. But this time, once I was deep inside, she reached down, held the vibrating balls behind my own testicles, and wrapped her fingers around my scrotum so that my balls were pressed directly against each of the vibrating lumps. I couldn’t go anywhere! She had pulled my balls right down to her ass, with her arm reaching under her back so she could tug at any moment. Then, with her other hand, she skillfully pressed the buttons to turn both parts on and held the remote vibe against her clit. I tried to pull out slightly so I could keep fucking to stimulate my dick, but she insisted I stay deep inside. She reminded me that she was in control by giving my balls a firmer squeeze. I could tell this would get painful if I didn’t pleasure her enough, so I arched my back, spread my legs wide, and pressed myself as deeply into her as possible. The vibration was intense and pulsing. She kept changing the settings and moved it further back along my perineum toward my ass. It felt way stronger than any prostate massager I’d tried before.

I kept trying to inch back so I could ram my dick in to feel something other than just the vibration, but she was more cunning and deft with her hands. In one swift movement, she rolled the benwaballs between her middle and ring fingers and looped her forefinger and thumb around my balls. One ball sat right between mine, while the other rested over my anus. Then she found it: I’d secretly been wearing “the perfect prostate plug,” and the vibe touched its base as she tried to press it in. The vibration ran straight up the plug and directly onto my prostate. I squealed and whimpered audibly. She grinned and giggled. She knew about the plug but hadn’t told me… (has she been taking pictures of my naked ass and locked dick while I was asleep!?!).

Then things got even weirder for me, in a good way. My dick remained hard, and I could feel her cervix against it as her IUD met up with the end of my penis and began sounding it with her internal contractions. This is usually painful for me during sex because it feels like a pin at the end of a long pleasure tunnel, but this time it was actually nice—better than nice, amazing. I felt somehow like the girl in that moment; the vibration on my balls and prostate felt like a vagina, as if she were penetrating my pussy with a dildo. Then I clenched in pleasure. A big shot of precum went down my shaft onto her IUD and cervix. She clenched back harder, and somehow the fluids squirted out onto my balls. I felt like a wet, horny slut who had just been cum on.

Then I started to feel hot all over, as if the sun had come out in the bedroom or someone had turned on a heat lamp, and it began happening… She was prostate milking me!!! As soon as she felt me clench again and my hot load start to erupt, she came harder than I’ve ever seen her before. Her back arched, she moaned with pleasure, her pussy clenched my dick like it was kneading bread, and my dick just kept squirting wave after long wave of hot cum into her.

When her grip on my balls finally released, she dropped the vibes, and I pulled myself back out. My dick felt like someone had flipped on the lights and left the room. My urethra felt as a wet girl might feel in her panties. My dick was still ragingly hard and desperately wanting to continue fucking. Cum covered every inch of it, dripping from the tip down to the floor. It kept twitching and jumping up and down in front of me as if trying to grab her attention. She looked like her pussy had been filled by several men, with cum running out over her asshole onto the sheets. She looked cum-drunk. I squeezed my shaft from base to tip, and what would have been another average load dribbled out onto the sheets.

I knew she had gotten what she wanted and was satisfied. All of the cum she had forced me to save all week had just been deposited directly against her cervix. She lay there for probably five minutes, letting it run out of herself. By the time she got up, there was a puddle on the sheets several inches around. My usual loads, about a tablespoon, were put to shame. She told me she wanted me to cum that much every time, and that my hot cum against her cervix along with the filling sensation from my dick served as a trigger for her orgasm. She put me back in the cage for an undetermined amount of time after my dick finally gave up while I took a hot shower.

I guess this was my punishment for slacking on keeping the house clean, or perhaps just an excuse to be filled with a massive load of cum. Maybe it was both.