<p>“Do you think you should be allowed to cum whenever you want?” your wife asked one night. You were in bed and she was playing with your cock, which was growing erect from her gentle touch. Her question caught you off guard so completely that you were speechless. She continued, filling the empty air, “I only ask because I think it might be better if you didn’t. I think it might be better if I decided when you got to cum.”</p><p>In a typical marriage that would be a strange thing for a wife to say to her husband, but your marriage was far from typical. Your wife had taken a lover a year ago and you had become her willing, enthusiastic cuckold. It was your idea that she sleep with another man, in fact, and your marriage had been measurably better since.</p><p>“I know it’s asking a lot of you, but I think it would be the best thing for our marriage. I’ve been doing some reading, and from what I’ve read cuckolds make better husbands when their orgasms are being controlled by their wives.”</p><p>You resisted. Of course you resisted. The idea of giving control of your orgasms to someone else, even your wife, seemed insane. You’d been masturbating whenever you felt like it since puberty and you wanted that to continue. Any good marriage is built on compromise though, and eventually you came to one. You’d try a one month experiment where your wife had total control over your orgasms.</p><p>The chastity device was a surprise. “Honey, let’s be honest, if your cock wasn’t locked in this handy little device you’d cheat. You don’t have the self control. You’d sneak off to the bathroom and masturbate in the middle of the night. I love you, but you’d break the rules within the first week. This little key around my neck will ensure that you can’t cum unless I want you to.”</p><p>The first night was painful. You woke up with a throbbing ache between your legs. You momentarily panicked until you reached down and found the plastic device around your cock. A bit of deep breathing and the pain of an evening erection in a cock cage subsided.</p><p>The next morning you woke up to the smell of bacon and walked into the kitchen to find your wife in a short lace camisole and boyshort panties. She never wore that sort of stuff around the house. Lingerie had been largely reserved for her boyfriend for the past year, and yet there she was looking absolutely perfect in the middle of the kitchen as she made breakfast. The throbbing ache returned to your crotch as you stared at her.</p><p>That morning was the first time you begged her to release you. You pleaded. Less than 24 hours into lockup and you desperately wanted to be let out so you could cum. “No, honey. Orgasms have to be earned and I’m the one that decides when you’re deserving of a release. And begging is a very good way to ensure I’m not going to let you out. You need to be a good boy,” she said while pressing her lingerie-clad body against yours. She was going to enjoy teasing you.</p><p>She was different after locking you up. She became more affectionate. She’d kiss you and slip her tongue into your mouth gleefully because she knew it would make your cock stir to life. Her kisses were always incredible and they always caused pain, something she seemed to delight in. She almost always dressed in something sexy to tease you. Miniskirts you hadn’t seen in years suddenly reappeared and she wasn’t shy about going without underwear in the house so she could bend over and flash her pussy.</p><p>It was seven full days before she released you from your chastity device. Your cock was regularly dripping precum at that point. You ended up having to wear a condom over the device just to catch it all or you’d make a mess in your pants. Just a bit of stroking from her soft fingers was all it took to make your dick try and stiffen in its cage.</p><p>“Does that feel good, cuckold?” your wife asked between kisses against your neck. “Does it feel good to finally be released from your cage? Does it feel good to get hard again?”</p><p>It felt amazing. It felt better than ever before. Your cock felt alive. Every touch made it jump. You were genuinely desperate for pleasure. In that moment you would have done anything to cum. When she released your cock your eyes shot open and you looked at her with genuine desperation.</p><p>“I know you want to cum, baby, but I want you to wait. I want you to wait another week. I want you to be a good cuckold and wait another week for me. Can you do that?”</p><p>You had no choice. You could have reached for your cock and tried to stroke out a quick orgasm, but you had no desire to make your wife genuinely angry, which she would have been. Instead, you stayed on the bed while your cock softened and she placed you in the chastity device once again. You were locked. You were desperate. You were going to suffer for another week.</p><p>It wasn’t all bad, of course. She was more affectionate than she’d been in years. You made out with your wife constantly that week. She let you play with her breasts and suck her nipples multiple times a day. She had you going down on her at least once a day and usually several times. </p><p>You were eager to do all of it. Everything felt incredible. You felt genuine pleasure licking her pussy and listening to her moan. The simple act of sucking her nipples was nearly orgasmic for you. Everything was. You came to appreciate being in chastity. It heightened your response to stimulus like nothing ever had.</p><p>When your release date arrived you surprised your wife by asking to stay locked up. You knew an orgasm would feel incredible, but in just seven short days you’d grown to love your heightened sexual senses. The relentless teasing and denial had left you constantly on the edge and you’d come to enjoy it. You wanted to stay locked up. You relished the enhanced connection you felt with your wife. You craved it.</p><p>You’ve since grown to love being a chastised cuckold. You’re given ruined orgasms at irregular intervals to ensure you don’t have a wet dream in the chastity device, but other than that your sexuality is confined to the relentless teasing your wife engages in. She cums at least once a day on your tongue, oftentimes more often, and you’re both much happier for it. Being a locked cuckold has changed your life for the better.</p>