My wife had kept me virgin for more than three weeks, so I feel compelled to share what happened next because it was so extraordinary.
We repeatedly tried chastity and gradually increased the number of times I could do it while wearing the chastity belt.
However, I had to practice chastity for the longest period of time this time.
I should also mention that I have a very high level of sexual energy, or to put it another way, I'm actually hot all the time.
This frequently made my wife feel threatened, and one day she suggested a penis cage to me.
It was truly bizarre.
I was incredibly aroused the first few times I put on the chastity belt, but it eventually turned into chastity training.
The longer my wife had the key to my penis prison, the more she changed and became more dominant.
The longer I sat behind bars in my penis cage, the more she verbally humiliated me and treated me like a KG slave, and the more docile and submissive I became. My attitude had changed significantly, and I was truly worshiping my wife in a way I hadn't done in a while.
She had me imprisoned for three weeks at this point, and I was about to plead with her to let me go because I could feel the semen accumulating in my testicles and it was beginning to hurt. But the tugging on my balls was also a way for her to let her know that I was entirely hers, so I put up with it while also enjoying it.
Living through chastity for so long is difficult to describe if you have never gone through it yourself.
She was sporting brand-new boots when I walked into the dining room one evening.
Suddenly, boots were a symbol of high dominance in chastity education.
I was thus aware that something was about to occur.
I went to the dining table where she forced me to sit down.
Following that, she gave me a salad, fried potatoes, and sausages.
She began the verbal abuse as we sat at dinner like any other married couple would.
She said casually, biting into her own sausage to demonstrate.
"That puny sausage on your plate looks like your little cock, locked up so poorly now," she said.
My glans were being pulled painfully.
The fat was dripping from her mouth as she began to swallow the sausage.
My chastity belt felt restricted.
I'm just thinking honey, how about getting a horny lover right now while you stay in your penis cage.
"You wish I would do that with your mini-dick?
Are you kidding me?
Are you serious when you say that!".
How do you feel.
She grinned arrogantly, cruelly, nearly maliciously.
I was speechless with horror, curiosity, and fear all rolled into one because she had never said anything like that before.
You won't fit in bed right now, I'm sorry.
Who knows if he can still do it after so long in chastity; what should I do with such a sedated Tail?
Her verbal humiliation grew increasingly shameless, and her laughter became more vile.
Right now, you can only be employed as a KG slave.
In bed, I picture a guy who is even hornier, who really rocks, and who doesn't allow himself to be controlled the way you do with your little sausage.
'.
I began to feel a little lightheaded as she bit into the second sausage.
"Maybe I should get a callboy right now, that would be a good idea!".
I was completely taken aback as she then vanished into the kitchen.
However, she showed up with dessert instead of a call boy: vanilla ice cream with warm raspberries.
She placed the key to my penis cage nearby.
I happily grinned at her.
I finally got it (or at least I thought I did): she wanted sex after dessert, not the whole mean attack to set me up.
She struck my hand violently as I seized the KG key with greed.
It's not that stormy, my little KG slave, she yelled at me.
She approached my face while holding the dessert bowl and the key.
You have two options: you can leave your cage by keeping the door locked or you can open it now and let your cock squirt on this dessert before eating it.
With wide eyes, I regarded her.
I had never eaten semen, and certainly not in my dinner, so she couldn't be serious.
My best piece had shrunk to its bare minimum out of sheer shock, so I wasn't even sure if I could even squirm anymore.
A thousand thoughts were still racing through my head when my wife said:.
I start at three.
Choose one of the following: 1, 2.
She fixed me with her intense gaze, and I hesitantly tried to respond, "Wait!" but she was unyielding: "3.
a chance lost.
'.
She then put the key to the penis cage in her pocket, sat down once more, and proceeded to eat her dessert as if nothing had happened. My appetite had disappeared.
She sat in front of the television and pretended not to hear me when I tried to talk to her about this game, chastity education, chastity in general, and other things.
Yes, she did rule even to me later:.
I was irritated, so I yelled, "Don't bother me, go to bed.".
The following day, I bought her a bouquet of flowers and tried my best to make her feel better.
Before serving dinner, she was amiable and upbeat.
Again, there were fried potatoes, sausages, and salad.
A second key was lying next to the salad.
I gave her a perplexed look.
She didn't speak this time as she started to eat though.
So I too started eating.
She didn't suddenly grab my hand until I was about to stab the lettuce with my fork.
She grabbed the key and held it out to me on her palm.
"Well, my horny goat, do you want to inject today?
Give me your whole empty your balls and give sperm, you little greedy rat!".
My cock leaned against its cage as I felt it.
Yes, I really wanted that and believed that today's bouquet of flowers had satisfied my wife.
Not at all!
"You have a decision to make, but you are aware of that.".
I let you out of the cock cage so you can sit here and eat your salad.
You eat it all up, and this makes a great sauce.
She gave me a condescending nod.
You can also choose to stay virginal.
'.
"Honey, it's not feasible.".
I made a shaky attempt, but she only counted: "1.
2.
Decide soon,' she commanded.
My cock was willingly pressing against his bars, but I just couldn't.
Cursed!' 3.
- over', the key vanished from view once more into the trouser pocket, and my wife grinned wryly.
You can probably guess that she kept on playing this damn game the following day and the day after that.
Even though there was one fewer ingredient each day, I refrained from adding it to the sausages or the fried potatoes on the fourth day.
On the fifth day of her chastity training, she placed an empty plate in front of me while she ate a lavish dinner herself. At this point, my cock was constantly aroused but it was unable to do as it pleased.
The next night I had nothing on my plate.
Nothing helped, no matter how many times I begged her or knelt in front of her.
She made the same offer to me every day, but I always declined.
After ten days of resistance, I finally gave up in despair.
Before she even said "2" and took the key, I yelled "yes I do.".
Since I finally had room and freedom after unlocking the KG, it expanded quickly to its full size, which was like a salvation in and of itself.
My wife grinned as she held the empty plate in front of me and gave a firm command:.
'Jerk!'.
Because of how grotesque the situation was, how horny I was, and how persistent she was, I actually managed to spill onto the plate.
When she took my head and asked me to lick it after pressing my mouth against the plate, I complied.
Absolutely everything that I could, I did for her.
more than ever before.
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