The DilemaSubmitted by: Bob
I came home on time as I always do when I have been wearing my CB3000 for three or more days, but this time I had it on for the past 30 days. This set a new record for me. This was the longest straight time I had ever worn it.
To go this long without a release I was quite proud of myself, and thankful to my wife for enforcing it and making me do the time that I had years ago promised to do in her honor.
You see itís really a big dilemma for me, like a catch 22. About a week after I have come I start to get horny again. I often masturbate without my wifeís knowledge, and this makes me feel like I am stealing from her, and it makes me be short tempered with her.
Itís at this time that I sometimes just lock my CB3000 on so that I canít masturbate. But I really donít want to do it, I want to masturbate. I know inside that me masturbating while looking at or thinking about other women detracts from my desire for my wife and devalues her. Thatís why I sometimes lock it on myself.
But I am always sorry when I do, because I really want to masturbate, and I donít want to lock it on myself. I want my wife to know when I am starting to get horny again and just say, "Go upstairs and put your CB on! I will be up in a few minutes to make sure itís locked securely!"
Then when she does click the lock shut she informs me, "I think weíre going to play the key game again, so when you get out is a matter of your luck!" The last time we played it I had to go three weeks with no release. God was I happy when the key I picked finally worked. I was really getting desperate as 28 days is the longest I have ever gone.
So to get back I had been in my CB3000 now for 30 days straight and my cock although rather small was now dripping pre-come when ever I saw my wife or was in her presence. Even if I just heard her voice I would feel a small wetness.
It gets worse, or better depending which side of the fence you are on. As if having my penis locked and under her supervision was not enough she went even further. She knows my small 4-3/4" when hard penis gets very excited by the feel of Angora in any form. In fact it becomes erect when ever I see her wear anything Angora. When its cold out and she puts on her Angora gloves that she often uses to stroke my little 4-3/4" with I become very excited.
Needless to say that after she had clicked the lock shut on my small penis locking it away until she decides to unlock it she went and put on one of her Angora sweaters. I found this quite frustrating as my penis tried to erect but was held down securely in its locked cage.
I must have been standing there in a daze staring at her in the soft sweater. I kind came out of my daze hearing her say, "Honey I looked at all those web sites and stories you have on the computer. I know your password is your favorite thing, angora so it was easy for me to check. Iíve decided to keep your little dick locked as long as I see fit. You really do need me to help you break that nasty masturbation habit!"
I must have started cry and I stammered something incoherently because she continued. "Iíve decided that I am going to enforce the unauthorized use of that little penis of yours for at least the next six months to see if I can stop your nasty habit that makes you mean. If you are good and keep me satisfied all week, then every Sunday night I might allow you to pick a key. Iím sure glad you showed me that key game off the internet site. Wasnít that on the Altairboy site?"
I nodded my head in agreement and thought to myself, God sheís just locked this thing on and I want to throw her down on the bed and have my way with her. But I knew it would do no good with my little pecker locked away.
Well back to this day my 30th day of enforced chastity, I had earned the right to pick three keys all this month, but none worked. All month, I had each night, knelt at her side of the bed, and begged her to allow me to please her in any way, and she had about half of the time allowed me to either please her orally or give her a massage. Thatís why I was so excited. Every day this month she had worn something Angora and it was driving my balls to produce more. I hoped to be able to pick another key tonight. I had rushed home from work and upon entering the house saw here there in the kitchen. I almost fainted.
She had on one of those below the knee length tight black skirts that I think are so sexy and it had long zipper up it to allow access. On her feet, knee high boots, again sexy. But for a top she had on her low neck tight black Angora sweater. Now my poor little penis was throbbing in its cage uncontrollably securely locked away.
All this time, I had fantasized about this kind of thing, and now I just wanted to be unlocked and come like crazy. My balls were fuller than they ever have been and that had driven me all month to cater and be sweet to my wife. Except for the first week I never said a bad word to her the rest of the month. I knew she was serious about enforcing my chastity and breaking my masturbation. Not just to stop my masturbation, but to keep my testosterone level at its highest. To keep that need of mine to come building up making me more needy with each passing day.
She talked as I just stood in the entry way with my mouth wide open in a daze. It was a Friday night and I had only one thing on my mind. I then heard her say, "Honey, come here! I want you to cook dinner and I have a nice long chore list for you to do. Iím going out with some friends and if you have all these chores done when I get home Iíll consider allowing you to pick a key again!"
I managed to stammer, "What, youíre going out?"
"Thatís right honey! All month I have been hoping that you would pick the right key so we could have sex, but you havenít. So tonight Iím just feeling too horny, so Iím going out. If it makes you feel horny and work harder, I am going out with a guy from work. I might cuckold you tonight."
I begged her not to go, that I really did not want to be a cuckold even though my little penis was throbbing. I wanted to keep her to myself. I even begged her to allow me to orally please her if she would stay home tonight.
"Honey, I know by now that you will orally please whether I stay home or not. Itís my choice and I know youíll do what ever I want! When I squeeze those poor full little balls of yours I know I can even get you to lick me clean!"
Then she seemed to just peck me on the cheek and out the door she went. I knew I had no choice. I had better get working on those chores to keep my mind off of it. I donít believe she would really make me a cuckold. But at the same time I knew that if she decided to do so I would have no choice but to accept it as my fate. I would not take a chance on losing her.
I stripped and worked away naked except for my CB3000 all the time checking the clock. I cleaned the entire kitchen, and did the laundry and it was only 11:00 PM. I vacuumed the entire house and I was getting worried. It was after 12:00 PM. Surely she was just teasing me about cuckolding me. She was raised with to much religion to ever do anything like that.
Finally at 1:37 AM I saw her car pull up. I quickly knelt at the entrance to the front door in anticipation of her entrance. She entered and I kissed her feet and then looked up.
"You can remove my clothes and orally please me, but Iím too tired to let you pick a key!"
I asked her, "Am I a now a cuckold?"
She refuses to answer me and all I can get out of her is, "Thatís for me to know! Perhaps one day you will know."
This not knowing drives me nuts and its now been four months with my cock locked away except for when I pick the right key and she is continuing to go out most Friday nights.
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