I wrote a little something today -- it's inspired by something my fiancee actually said to me. Of course, writing the story, I over exaggerated it a bit. Who knows though, once she reads it, she may very well decide to go from a week to a month. While I still don't understand my attraction to enforced chastity; I'm thankful that she's not only been supportive -- she's been genuinely excited about it... and, I'm thankful for all the work you've done to make information about chastity available. -- Prg.X
After twelve months of frequently wearing the cage, I've become rather accustomed to it; though I've never gotten over that initial moment of panic when she clicks the lock closed. The longest she's ever kept me caged was four days; after which I experienced one of the greatest orgasms of my life. She has often threatened to deprive me of release for longer periods; but, I had come to realize that was a hollow threat.
I gave it no special attention when she reached down this time, and heard the lock click home -- at least, no more than I usually do.
"I can't believe I actually went through with it," she said.
"Went through with what?" I asked.
"Well, I've decided that since we're going to be married next month, I'd like our consummation to be the best sex we've ever had." She continued, "I've been thinking about it for a while, and the only way I could think of to guarantee it is to keep you locked for a month. Admittedly, I'm going to miss having you inside me; but, you've learned a lot in the past few months. I'm sure you'll be able to keep me satisfied." I'm not sure which of us blushed more as she said that.
I confidently replied, "We both know you'll never be able to hold out for a month. I'll probably be out in three days, four at the most."
"That's just it," she replied, "I couldn't let you out if I wanted to... I gave the keys to my sister, and made her promise not to return them until our wedding. Finding an explanation that she would believe was tough, but I managed. She knows I might be asking for them early; but, she agreed to help me wait until the ceremony. So, the next time I'll have a penis inside of me, it'll be attached to my husband."
My jaw dropped at that point, as my brain performed somersaults. "Well, what if there's an emergency?" I asked.
"There's no problem there," she said, "in a true emergency, we can just cut the lock off."
"What makes you think I won't do that anyway?" I asked. "After all, I'm not sure I'll be able to handle an entire month... you've only joked about going that long before."
"Well, I thought about that too. You've made it three days without major problems a few times before, and thirty is just ten of those, put together. Besides, you don't have to 'do' anything. The cage will take care of itself. And there's three good reasons I can be sure you won't cut the lock yourself."
"What could they possibly be?" I asked, dumbfounded.
"Number one, you promised... you gave yourself to me for Valentine's Day, and I'm holding you to it. As you said, your penis became mine, and I can use it, or not use it whenever, and however I like. Number two, this is important to me, and I know you really do want me to be happy. I want our wedding night to be special, something we'll never forget. Third, if you do cut it off, we won't be using the cage any more. I know you aren't too comfortable with that metal belt squeezing your waist; but, if it's the only thing that works, that's what we'll be using from then on." She trailed off with a giggle that was both mischievous and adorable.
"You know," she continued, "just knowing that it's too late to change my mind, that this is actually final, is getting me excited... How about reviewing some of that toungue-play you've become so adept at these last few months?"
It was some time later, as we lay holding each other, that I came up with my last, desperate hope.
"If I go an entire month, I'm probably not going to last long on our wedding night. Doesn't that kind of go against the idea of great sex?" I asked.
"That's not a problem either," she answered. "I'm going to try to make sure it lasts at least a little while, and give us both a chance to enjoy what we will have waited so long for. But, either way, after a month, I'm sure we'll both be up for a couple of repeat performances... before I put you back into the cage."
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