She was his savior … his confidant … his goddess upon high whom he lived but to cherish, often times in the most submissive and carnal of ways.

All of the hustle and bustle in his daily life was merely a minor delay until the time when once again he could find himself lost in her shadow and dedicating himself to meeting her every last whimsy and desire.

Staring into the seeming endless array of red brake lights in the distance, with a fresh bouquet of flowers and a bottle of Kelly’s favorite rosé resting in the passenger seat next to him, Robert knew that it was only a matter of time before he would be home again…

…where his clothes could come off and her collar would be buckled snugly around his neck, and finally then would he be free.


Excerpt…

As their eyes met, it was clear what was about to come next, but they first needed to get something ceremonial out of the way…

“I think this weekend we’re going to go with the steel ball catcher!” Kelly announced with a sly grin as her husband finished massaging between her fingers and across the palms of her hands.

Robert nodded solemnly, despite admittedly cringing on the inside as he pictured the chastity cage that his wife would be requiring him to wear for the duration of the weekend. In truth, they had amassed quite the collection of devices over the years – of plastic and steel and silicone, spanning from torturous to surprisingly comfortable – and the steel ball catcher was certainly more uncomfortable than most on account of not only its unique, molded chamber that served to encompass his balls as well as locking up his cock, but also thanks to the dull spikes at the bottom of said chamber which over time he’d found would work to tenderize his testicles into an achy mess the longer that he remained denied…

Nonetheless, as he was never one to challenge his wife’s preferences, Robert stood up and walked over to the armoire where the bulk of their kinky toys were stored, pouring over the drawer filled with chastity cages until finally settling on the heavy, steel ball catcher that Kelly had requested. After also selecting the corresponding key along with a necklace from his wife’s vanity for her to wear it on throughout the weekend.

Then returning to her feet, Robert loyally dropped his leather thong around his ankles and lowered his head after handing his wife the dastardly device, waiting in nervous anticipation as she expertly disassembled the hefty toy with a grin on her face reserved for someone about to lock another’s genitals away in chastity. The cold steel against his balls made little work of defeating whatever arousal he’d been growing, though watching his wife’s shiny, red fingernails fitting the metal duly around his manhood left him mentally more aroused than he could ever express through erection.

Feeling his testicles settle onto the spikes inside of the cage as Kelly assembled its pieces around him served to define what Robert could anticipate for the next 48 hours. Though he would never say that his wife was a cruel mistress, it was hard to deny that she certainly found enjoyment in his discomfort from time to time … at least that which was caused by her own hands.

As she then slid the steel tube around his cock itself, gloating to herself about how the man in her hands always seemed to shrink to the occasion whenever she put him in chastity, both agreed that seeing Robert’s virility locked up tight in unforgiving steel made it clear whose pleasure wasn’t to be their focus for the foreseeable future.

With the turn of its small, built-in locking mechanism, his sex was now obsolete.


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