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Greetings everyone, As the title suggests, this is my first post here. I’ve been a member for quite some time but just lacked the intestinal fortitude to actually write something down. A long while back, I brought up the idea of being locked by my wife and felt like I might pass out right then. I never mentioned it again until last weekend when we had our kids away for the first time in ages. While relaxing in bed, she broached the subject with me. She had spotted some cages online on her phone while shopping for lingerie and found them immediately arousing.
We finished up for the night and went to sleep. The following morning after a shower, I put on an HTV3 nub cage that I already owned and headed off to work. We had plans for date night later, so once I was done with work, I showered again to show her my setup. She had plenty of questions: Does it hurt? Is this what it’s supposed to look like? Are you actually going out in public wearing that tonight?
I probably didn’t introduce the idea exactly as planned. I asked her to hold onto the keys, which she did, though she didn’t seem particularly keen on keeping me locked up long-term.
We spent our evening shopping for some new toys for her, enjoyed a wonderful dinner, watched a movie, and came home where we had excellent sex. Almost right after, she wanted to unlock me because I was ready to go anyway. After the night wrapped up, we went back to bed. The next day passed quietly; we didn’t talk much about it except how nice the previous evening had been. I figured it might just be a one-time thing.
Fast forward to this morning. We woke at 05:45 AM. As I started cuddling with her, there wasn’t much time left before work. I told her that the longer I go without ejaculating, the more I crave her touch. Then I asked if she wanted me to “lock it up” so only she can handle my penis and only when she chooses.
Her response surprised me a bit: “Do you want to be able to touch your cock while being locked?” I said yes of course. We agreed that after my shower, I would lock myself in. As I returned to the bedroom, I asked if she wanted to put the lock on herself. She did so, taking her time examining the cage, which increased blood flow to my now-locked member—a totally different and unexpected sensation.
I requested that she keep the keys, but she declined immediately. Instead, I said I would hide them on her nightstand for safekeeping. The rest of the morning was typical as she prepared for work.
Shortly after she left, her phone rang to check if I was “OK.” When I confirmed I was fine, she revealed that she had hidden the keys somewhere difficult for me to find, so I could call her if I needed release. She also asked me to complete a few tasks which seemed unrelated but are things I will definitely do without fail. It feels like the connection between my state and these tasks hasn’t been fully made yet.
Regardless of that detail, I am sitting here now thinking about what tonight holds—maybe nothing, maybe just a fleeting moment. But knowing right now that I cannot touch myself and only my wife knows where the keys are makes me feel exhilarated.
Apologies for this lengthy first post! Could anyone offer advice on how to progress from here? I don’t want to be pushy, but it is difficult not to since we have made it this far.