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Let me introduce myself: I’m a married man in his early forties, and I love my wife. We have two wonderful kids too. Life has been good… or maybe it can be even better? Ever since our second child arrived, our sex life seemed to hit a dead stop. Between both of us working, raising the children, and remodeling our new home, we just didn’t have any energy left for intimacy. I’m not certain if that lack of connection pushed me toward browsing porn online, or if it was the pornography itself draining my vitality. Perhaps it was a bit of both. Regardless, things reached a point where I spend nearly every night surfing and masturbating to satisfy myself. Deep down, I always knew this habit had to end, but I never really took it seriously. That changed last week when that inner voice suddenly grabbed hold of me, compelling me to purchase a chastity cage on eBay. I picked up a Spiderwire steel model for 20 pounds plus shipping and handling—I couldn’t help myself. It looked very sturdy with its metal frame and solid scrotum ring. The package arrived at the post office a few days later, specifically Saturday morning. I quickly found an excuse to drive out and pick it up just after noon. I sneaked it into the house and hid it for later use. Of course, my hands kept wandering back to it throughout the day, so I stopped by multiple times to touch it and imagine how wearing it would feel. In the afternoon, while my wife took the kids shopping, I set the first part of my plan in motion—shaving myself up as a future prisoner. No need for hair to get caught in the device. This process was quite arousing on its own, leaving me barely able to wait until evening when my wife went to bed. Shortly before midnight, she finally decided it was time for sleep, and we shared a passionate goodnight kiss. Soon after, I headed down to the basement holding the metal cage, eager for what lay ahead. Actually, maybe too eager. It took quite a bit of pulling and pushing until nearly an hour later did I manage to get the scrotum ring into position. At that moment, it hadn’t really occurred to me that a 4 cm ring might be too small. I just assumed the tightness was due to my high arousal levels. Even though it felt snug, it felt wonderful and exciting to finally have everything in place. The tight scrotum ring didn’t do much to calm my excitement, so it took more than an hour for me to slide the cage into its final position. At 2 o’clock in the morning, I could finally attach the lock on the cage and let it click shut. But then what? I had expected some thrill upon hearing that sound. Instead, nothing happened. There was just a burning sensation from my penis trying to push past the steel bars—a battle it wasn’t going to win—but it kept trying. After about 15-20 minutes, I decided the pain became too much and unlocked the cage again. With some pulling and pinching, it finally slipped off once more. My member happily sprang back to life upon release but quickly caused a very painful erection because of that tight scrotum ring. I just had to wait for things to cool down so I could remove the ring and get into bed. But that didn’t happen right away. The tightness prevented it from going soft, making removal impossible at first. Nor was it possible to try releasing some fluid to help it cool down that way. Whenever a full erection came on, the pain made release difficult. So I just sat there waiting for the ache to subside. By now my mind was racing as I considered what I had gotten myself into. Cursing my foolishness and fearing what might happen if I couldn’t take it out eventually when my wife discovered it—but that certainly wouldn’t be the best introduction:

Hey, your silly husband just managed to slip a solid steel ring around his dick because he got horny… Click to expand… At 4 o’clock in the morning, I finally surrendered and went upstairs to bed. The ring was still on me. I had hoped for some rest and for things to magically cool down so it would slide off easily in the morning. But that just didn’t happen. Instead, I woke up several times during the night with an increasing burning pain as the tight steel ring pressed into my sensitive flesh. Each time, I cursed myself for being so dumb. After only a few hours of interrupted sleep, I made one final desperate attempt to remove the ring. Knowing that if this failed, the next steps might involve cutting it off myself or going to the hospital to have professionals remove it. The first option seemed nearly impossible with an 8 mm thick solid steel ring deeply seated in my scrotum. The second option didn’t look much better—becoming the laughing stock of several nurses for weeks. Plus, I would have a lot of explaining to do with my wife. So removing it myself was really the only real choice, however painful. I managed to find some massage oil to assist with the process. Finally, after 15 minutes of pulling, bending, and cursing, I got my member back through the ring. What a relief! It felt so good being out that I quickly promised myself never to put on another steel ring again. Yeah right! A couple of hours later, I was back on eBay searching for another chastity cage—this time with a 5 cm scrotum ring. I found a different model but with the same locking mechanism. So I hope the first cage can be used with this new ring; I still need to verify that. The first auction slipped away because someone outbid me, but I managed to win a second one. So now I’m sitting here Wednesday evening writing this post and hoping for my new chastity cage to arrive sooner rather than later. And what have I learned so far? Well, the scary experience of being trapped in that solid steel ring doesn’t seem to have stopped me from exploring whether chastity is right for me. It’s my solution for getting back to being the tender and loving husband I used to be… I don’t know if it will lead us having sex again. But since it’s been over a year since our last time, I really think I won’t lose anything by trying. I also haven’t decided yet whether to let my wife in on my little chastity secret. First, I need to figure out for myself if I truly want to wear a chastity cage even when I control the keys. Once that’s settled, I’ll have to decide if I want her to hold them… But before all that happens, I must find a chastity cage that allows me to get in and out again without causing physical pain…