<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/69438665" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="44104669" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“How long has it been?” Lucy asked.</p><p>“A week,” I said.</p><p>She smiled. I’m pretty sure she could see that I was genuinely turned on from giving a foot rub, which was a first in our marriage.</p><p>Spending a week in chastity will do that to a guy, though. I spent a great deal of time in a state of arousal. Seeing Lucy in a pair of panties aroused me. Watching her get naked to get in the shower aroused me. Smelling her perfume aroused me. Even a casual hug was enough to get a little something going.</p><p>“Are you going crazy?” she asked.</p><p>I couldn’t tell if she was asking out of a sense of concern or if she wanted me to be going crazy locked in chastity.</p><p>“Yes, but in a good way, to be honest,” I replied.</p><p>Lucy smiled and moved her other foot between my legs. She rubbed my crotch and of course I moaned. It felt so fucking good. Even the littlest touch was enough to be enormously thrilling in my imprisoned state.</p><p>“Would you like to go down on me?” she asked.</p><p>I nodded vigorously. I’d quickly discovered that I absolutely loved going down on her while I was locked up. It was exactly like I’d read about. Because my arousal had nowhere to go – I couldn’t get hard and I couldn’t cum without being let out of my cage – it seemed to transfer to her. My pleasure was her pleasure. Getting her off wasn’t quite like cumming, but it felt really good.</p><p>Lucy smiled, pulled her feet out of my lap, and pulled down the cute little shorts and panties she was wearing. Just like that, her pussy was exposed. She spread her legs and I got on my knees between them.</p><p>I’d gone down on her at least once a day during that week in the chastity device. There were a couple days where it happened twice because I’d awakened my beautiful wife by worshiping her pussy.</p><p>It seemed to me that she’d eagerly embraced the benefits of putting me in chastity and that she might have enjoyed the oral attention most of all.</p><p>On that night she’d gotten a foot massage while watching TV and drinking a glass of wine and then I dropped to my knees and ate her out, offering up my tongue for her pleasure.</p><p>I’m certain she took her time cumming. I was between her legs for fifteen minutes. I licked and fingered and tasted her delicious pussy. I worshiped her to my heart’s content. It was a perfect evening.</p><p>Afterwards, Lucy had a smile on her face as she sat on the couch with her legs spread and her pussy still exposed. It was like she was giving me a little treat. She’d been satisfied, after all, but I remained locked in my chastity device and desperate for release.</p><p>“You know,” she began before taking a sip of her wine, “you might be a better husband when you’re locked up.”</p><p>“You think so?” I asked.</p><p>Lucy smiled and urged me to come closer. I cuddled up with her on the couch and she ran her fingers through my hair.</p><p>“It’s a little selfish of me, of course, but you’re so much more attentive and loving. You’re eager to do whatever it takes to meet my needs, and not just with the sexual stuff. You offer foot rubs. You make breakfast for me. You do the dishes. You take out the trash. Plus, you’re so much more affectionate in a way that I really love,” she explained.</p><p>It was all true. I didn’t think she was being selfish, either. The truth was, when I was in chastity, doing all that stuff felt genuinely rewarding. I actually liked all of it. None of it felt like a chore. It was a pleasure.</p><p>“It feels good,” I said.</p><p>“Yeah?” Lucy asked.</p><p>“Yeah.”</p><p>We ended up in the bedroom not long after. She had me strip and get in the bed. I watched her straddle me. I looked down and saw her wet pussy move closer to my locked up cock.</p><p>She took it inside her. It was exquisite in an agonizing sort of way. I felt all that wetness and heat. It was her desire and the results of a recent orgasm.</p><p>“What does this feel like?” she asked.</p><p>“It’s incredible,” I answered. “It’s warm and wet and my cock desperately wants to get hard and fuck you, but of course it can’t.”</p><p>Lucy smiled and leaned forward. My locked cock was still in her pussy. “No, it can’t,” she said.</p><p>There was something in her voice that thrilled me even more than being teased. I can’t say for sure, but I think that was the moment her sense of dominance truly woke up. I think that was when she realized just how much power she had over me and what my lust for chastity would allow her to do.</p><p>She sat on my face soon after and rode my tongue to another orgasm. I was not released and I was just fine with it.</p><p><br></p><p>That week turned into 10 days in chastity. I was finally granted my release one morning before work.</p><p>I was in the shower when Lucy joined me. She had the key around her neck. She smiled but said nothing.</p><p>She didn’t offer any instructions, but I wanted to soap up her body. I can tell you that after 10 days in chastity it felt like an exquisite pleasure to be able to move my soapy hands all over my wife’s naked, wet body.</p><p>Lucy moaned as I washed her. She was teasing me. I knew she was. She was trying to drive me insane and it was absolutely working. I was so pent up that I felt an agonizing ache between my legs.</p><p>I cannot describe the excitement I felt when Lucy lifted the chain over her head and slipped the key into the lock.</p><p>She looked up at me and said, “No touching your cock. Do you understand? I’ll be the one to make you cum.”</p><p>“I understand,” I said. I didn’t care how I came. I just needed to have an orgasm.</p><p>She turned the key and a few moments later I was freed from the Holy Trainer. Lucy put the parts of the chastity device aside, wrapped her fingers around my wet cock, and pressed her naked body against mine. We kissed as she stroked me. I’m certain that I’ve never gotten hard so quickly.</p><p>“Will you be good even after I make you cum?” she asked.</p><p>“I will,” I said.</p><p>She stroked me faster. Her breasts felt splendid as they pressed into my chest. Her lips were so luscious against mine and the way she sucked on my tongue was incredible.</p><p>“I don’t want to be disappointed,” Lucy said before kissing me again.</p><p>There was that hint of dominance again. She didn’t say it like a threat, but it felt a little bit like a threat.</p><p>“I won’t disappoint you,” I said.</p><p>Lucy stroked my cock and kissed me. She gave me an orgasm that almost made me fall to my knees. You try waiting ten days between orgasms. The pleasure is astonishing.</p><p>I filled the bathroom with sounds of pleasure. I moaned. I might have screamed. My cum sprayed onto the wall and ran down into the drain.</p><p>“Will you still be good?” Lucy asked a few moments after the last spurt of cum had left the head of my cock.</p><p>“I’ll do anything,” I said.</p><p>“Make me cum,” she said.</p><p>I dropped to my knees and Lucy leaned against the wall. The warm water cascaded down my back as I ate her pussy. I did as she desired. I made her cum and felt genuinely joyful as she held my head between her legs and climaxed.</p><p>I went back in the chastity device before the shower was over. Lucy put the key around her neck once more. It settled between her breasts and we stepped out of the shower and dried off.</p><p>“Don’t disappoint me,” she said before stepping out of the bathroom. It felt a little more like a threat that time.</p><p>“I won’t,” I replied. I wasn’t exactly fearful, but there was something in the way she said “Don’t disappoint me” that made me think there would be genuine consequences if I acted like an asshole because she’d finally given me an orgasm.</p><p>I didn’t disappoint her, though. For me, the joyful high of finally climaxing was enough to make me behave as she wanted. I went right back to being a wonderfully attentive husband. It made Lucy so happy, too, which made me happy.</p><p><br></p><p>“Are you familiar with Locktober?” Lucy asked a few days after my orgasm in the shower.</p><p>“Sure,” I answered. Of course I was familiar. I’d been obsessed with chastity play for years. While Locktober wasn’t anything more than a bit of wordplay, it was something that got a lot of play online with tons of people posting about it. “Why do you ask?”</p><p>Instead of answering, Lucy kissed me. It wasn’t a wimpy little kiss, either. It was a full body kiss. It was her pelvis and breasts pressed against me. It was her tongue in my mouth. In other words, it was blissful.</p><p>“Wow,” I said as she pulled away. “What was that for?”</p><p>“You didn’t disappoint me,” she said. “You’ve been just as good after your orgasm as you were before.”</p><p>I hadn’t been out of my chastity device since the shower orgasm. I’d quickly returned to that beautifully frustrated place of wanting desperately to please her in the hopes of getting released.</p><p>“What were you saying about Locktober?” I asked. I couldn’t help it. I was hoping Lucy had something naughty in mind.</p><p>“I’ve been doing a bit of reading,” she said.</p><p>“Reading?”</p><p>Her fingers found their way to the front of my pants and she squeezed. It was like she was taking possession of my cock, though the key around her neck clearly gave her possession of it.</p><p>“I’ve been studying up on chastity play,” Lucy continued. “It turns out there’s quite a lot of writing on it, some of it by some very intelligent women.”</p><p>I’d probably read some of the articles Lucy was referring to.</p><p>“I don’t know if you feel the same way, but I certainly feel like chastity has been really good for us. I feel like it’s helped us stay connected with each other. I know it’s made you more attentive, but I feel like it’s made me more attentive in a slightly different kind of way.”</p><p>“I agree,” I said.</p><p>She had been more attentive. We were kissing and fooling around a lot more. She’d gotten more comfortable wearing less clothing around the house, in large part to tease me. Casual touching had gone through the roof.</p><p>“Does that mean you’d be willing to let me take you on a little bit of a journey during October?” she asked.</p><p>“Absolutely.” I said it almost immediately. I didn’t even think about it. I didn’t care. I was on board for whatever she wanted to do if it was related to chastity play.</p><p>“Are you sure?”</p><p>I nodded. “I am. Really. I’m on board for whatever you want to do.”</p><p>“Good.” Lucy said as she stepped back and unzipped her pants. She pushed them to the floor, stepped out of them, and then pulled aside her panties. “You deserve a reward,” she said. “You can make me cum.”</p><p>It was the sense of dominance that took me to my knees. It was intoxicating. She was right, though. I absolutely saw it as a reward. Getting to taste her pussy and make her moan was thrilling. Getting to make her cum was my favorite thing when I was locked up.</p><p>When I felt her hand on the back of my head I moaned. She guided me between her legs and let me worship her pussy. She let me make her cum and it was the most beautiful thing in the world. I couldn’t wait for whatever she had in mind for Locktober.</p><p>As it turned out, it was quite a journey. I’ll tell you all about it next time.</p>