<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/69438665">Click here</a> to read the first part of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="43487651" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>I’d read about the first night in chastity, but it didn’t quite prepare me for what it would actually be like.</p><p>There was genuine pain. A couple of times, in fact. I get it. My cock was trying to get hard and it was trapped in this rather small device that prevented it from doing so.</p><p>It was the pulling I found most uncomfortable. It wasn’t agonizing or anything, but it was a decidedly strange experience to wake up with an ache between my legs that I hadn’t felt before.</p><p>There was an element of it I found arousing, though. It was purely a mental thing. It’s like the discomfort was a reminder that I was actually living my sexual fantasy. How many guys ever really get to do that?</p><p>I made it through the night, though. I was greeted with a wonderful little surprise in the morning, too.</p><p>“Good morning,” Lucy said as she rolled over and softly kissed my cheek.</p><p>Her hand moved under the sheets and into my boxer shorts. She cupped my chastised cock and balls. The moment was electric.</p><p>“How did you sleep?” she asked. I could hear the smile on her face.</p><p>“Better than I thought,” I answered.</p><p>Her fingers moved over the plastic prison that held my cock. She teased my balls a little too.</p><p>“Do you still like being in chastity?” she asked.</p><p>Lucy kissed my neck as I answered, “I love it.”</p><p>The kissing turned into Lucy pulling back the sheets and straddling me. She was wearing a pair of pink cotton panties and a tight camisole. Her nipples were hard and poking through the material.</p><p>She moved her hips back and forth over my crotch. She was absolutely trying to tease me and it was working.</p><p>“God, Lucy, you’re incredible,” I said as I felt the beautiful, frustrated form of desire build between my legs.</p><p>“Does it hurt?” she asked with a hint of concern in her voice.</p><p>“No,” I answered. It hurt a little, but it was more than offset by how turned on I was.</p><p>Lucy leaned down to kiss me and my hands moved to her breasts. I rubbed my fingers over her nipples and she moaned into my mouth. It seemed like she was a great deal hornier than most mornings. I attributed it to the presence of a chastity device in our lives and it thrilled me.</p><p>“Would you be willing to do repeat what you did last night?” she asked, referring to me going down on her.</p><p>“I’d be willing to do that all day, every day,” I said. That was the absolute truth.</p><p>It led to a giddy smile before Lucy said, “I think I might really like this new version of you. Do you think you’ll always be like this when you’re in that device?”</p><p>“I don’t know,” I answered. “I think I will. I mean, that’s kind of the point of these things. They’re supposed to create this kind of sustained desire, and since I’m locked up and can’t get hard, that desire translates to a deep willingness to do anything else I can to make you cum.”</p><p>I’d read about that. I’d seen keyholders talk about it in videos. It seemed to be a very common reaction to chastity, especially the long term variety, so I wasn’t lying to her. I genuinely hoped that would be the outcome for me too.</p><p>Lucy rolled off of me, quickly pulled off her panties and spread her legs. “Let’s take advantage while you’re feeling it,” she said. “Get down there and get to work.” </p><p>She had a good laugh at her demanding tone and I happily crawled between her legs and went to work. I’d never felt a stronger sense of arousal when licking my wife’s pussy and I hadn’t even been in chastity for 24 hours. I was thrilled with the early results.</p><p><br></p><p>My first stint in chastity lasted a little over three days. I went down on Lucy half a dozen times in that span, though one of those was an extended session where I spent roughly an hour offering her pleasure in the form of a massage, foreplay, fingering, and pussy licking. I’m pretty sure she came four times during that hour. It was glorious.</p><p>On the evening of the third day – I’d been in chastity for more than 72 hours at that point – Lucy invited me into the bedroom. She was wearing a sheer black baby doll and matching black panties and she looked breathtaking.</p><p>She had the key on a chain around her neck and she lifted it over her head when I walked into the room.</p><p>“I think you deserve an orgasm,” she said with a sweet, sexy smile on her face.</p><p>I got naked faster than I ever have. I cannot tell you how excited I was to be set free. Chastity is wonderful, but being let out is a dream come true, especially when you’ve been in a state of arousal for three straight days.</p><p>Lucy jumped into the bed and invited me to join her. We kissed as she teased me by running the key over my skin. She wanted me to try and get hard in the device one last time before she let me out.</p><p>“Before I let you out, I just wanted to say that I’m on board with this. The first three days have been a lot of fun. I feel like it’s really spiced things up for us. I know I’ve cum more since we locked you up that I had in the previous month, so if you want to keep doing this then I’m absolutely on board.”</p><p>“I’d love that,” I said.</p><p>She kissed me once more and then had me get on my back in the bed.</p><p>“You’ve been so generous with me,” Lucy said as she slipped the key into the lock, “so I’d like to be generous with you once I let you out. Will you let me do that?”</p><p>“Of course,” I said.</p><p>“That means you need to keep your hands off of him,” she said, referring to my cock. “I know you might be desperate, but I want you to let me be the one that makes you cum. Okay?”</p><p>I really couldn’t contain my excitement at that point. My wife was insisting on being able to give me a great orgasm. The simple device that had housed my cock for three days had already paid such incredible dividends.</p><p>Lucy unlocked my cock, took the chastity device apart, and wrapped her fingers around my flaccid shaft. She stroked me slowly and kissed her way up my chest. I felt the soft material of her lingerie brush against my skin along with her lips. The scent of her perfume filled the air.</p><p>“Does it feel good to be out?” she whispered as her lips hovered over mine.</p><p>I was already rock hard. It felt fucking fantastic. My cock was dripping precum. I could hear the slickness as Lucy stroked me.</p><p>“It feels fantastic,” I answered.</p><p>“Better than normal?”</p><p>“Yes.” The truth was, it did feel better. I think it was partially because of the three day wait and partially because I hadn’t been able to get erect for that entire time span. Whatever it was, her hand felt amazing. Every stroke was like a little bit of Heaven.</p><p>When Lucy kissed me it felt even better. It unlocked a deep well of passion in me. I felt this intense desire to fuck her, but I’d promised to let her control things. I simply moaned louder and kissed her with a greater sense of urgency.</p><p>“Someone’s awfully turned on, isn’t he?” she asked.</p><p>“You have no idea,” I said.</p><p>She let go of my cock and peeled off her panties. I stared at her pussy. It looked perfect. She’d even trimmed her pubic hair, leaving only a sexy strip.</p><p>Lucy straddled me and took my cock in her hand once more. She rubbed it along her pussy lips. She rubbed it over the entrance to her body. She teased me. I groaned in anticipatory agony. I wanted desperately to be inside her.</p><p>“Do you want my pussy?” she asked.</p><p>“I love you so much,” I said. It just came out. It was a pure feeling. I absolutely loved that she was teasing me. She was playing with me. She was enhancing my chastity experience by drawing things out.</p><p>She smiled and took me inside her. It had only been three days, but it felt like an explosion of pleasure when her hot, wet pussy enveloped me. I’d suddenly been granted this thing that had been denied to me and the moment I filled her it was like I couldn’t think of anything but how blissful it felt to be inside my wife.</p><p>“Oh fuck, Lucy, your pussy is perfect,” I said. “Absolutely perfect.”</p><p>She laughed and leaned down to kiss me as her hips moved just a little. She was teasing me even though I was inside her.</p><p>“I think this chastity thing is going to stick around,” she said.</p><p>Now I know that she was enamored with my sense of joy at getting to be inside her. That’s the kind of thing that disappears after you’ve been together for more than a decade. Sex with the same person tends to get a little less interesting, even if it still feels great.</p><p>“Now it’s time for you to cum.”</p><p>Lucy worked me after that. Her wet pussy bounced on my cock and she milked a load out of me. I didn’t last long. It couldn’t have been more than a few minutes before I closed my eyes, arched my back, and emitted a series of wild grunts and groans as my cum flooded her pussy.</p><p>Afterwards, I saw my wife’s smiling face above mine. “Was that as good as it looked?” she asked.</p><p>“It was even better than it looked,” I said.</p><p>Lucy grabbed a couple of tissues from the nightstand and let my cock slip from her pussy. She caught the cum leaking out of her and headed to the bathroom to clean up as I laid in bed and watched my chest heave.</p><p>When Lucy returned she had a wet wash cloth in her hand. She cleaned up my cock and pubic area and then put me back in the chastity device. That’s when I knew she was really into it. She didn’t waste any time locking me back up. She wanted to keep playing.</p><p>“I love you,” I said again. I really couldn’t contain my joyful feelings.</p><p>“I love you too,” she said. “And I’m pretty sure I love this little device.”</p><p>I laughed. “Me too.” </p><p>I rolled onto my side and ran my fingers over the baby doll. The material felt so soft and Lucy looked spectacularly sexy in it.</p><p>“You didn’t cum, did you?” I said.</p><p>“No, I didn’t, but this wasn’t about making me cum. You’ve been doing plenty of that. This was about making you feel good.”</p><p>I kissed her softly and said, “I could make you cum.”</p><p>“Honey, it’s still pretty messy down there. I wouldn’t want you to have to do that. No guy wants to taste his own cum. Most women don’t want to taste their husbands’ cum.”</p><p>I laughed, but I wanted to try again. “I really would be willing to do it. I could just lick your clit. I’m sure I wouldn’t even taste any of my cum.”</p><p>Lucy reached up and caressed my face. “I appreciate the offer. I really do. You’re a wonderful man. I’ll be okay, though. You can make me cum tomorrow, alright?”</p><p>“I’m going to hold you to that promise.” </p><p><br></p><p>I made Lucy breakfast in bed the next day. I wanted to thank her for giving me such a splendid orgasm the night before. I also wanted to show that I wasn’t going to stop being an attentive husband just because she’d let me out and let me cum.</p><p>In those early days it felt really important to me to avoid any of the pitfalls I’d read about when it came to chastity play. I didn’t want to beg her for release. I didn’t want to be mean if she didn’t let me out exactly when I wanted. I wanted to be a good chastised husband. I wanted to do everything I could to make sure it lasted.</p><p>She was up and reading something on her phone when I walked in with the breakfast tray. A huge smile broke across her face and she put her phone down and pushed down the sheets so I could place the tray across her lap.</p><p>“You didn’t have to do this!” she said.</p><p>“I wanted to say thank you for last night.”</p><p>Lucy kissed me and added, “You’re so sweet.”</p><p>Outside of hotel stays, we hadn’t done breakfast in bed in years. It’s not the most practical thing in the world – crumbs in bed are kind of annoying, after all – but it’s a romantic gesture that she really seemed to appreciate.</p><p>In fact, after we’d finished eating Lucy had me put the tray on the ground and invited me between her legs.</p><p>“I made a promise,” she said.</p><p>I moved between her legs, pulled aside her panties, and made my wife cum. She seemed really into it. She was moaning more and it was a little louder. Her hands were in my hair. She was moving her pussy over my tongue. It was exceptionally hot, to be honest.</p><p>It felt like the Holy Trainer had reinvigorated our sex life in a way we both found exceptionally pleasurable.</p><p>It also unleashed something in Lucy that has led to the life we’re now living. I’ll tell you about the beginnings of that change in the next chapter.</p>