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Where do I start? That’s often the trickiest part… I suppose it begins with how Bec and I met, or rather when we began dating. We crossed paths in Highschool. She was known for having quite a few boyfriends, yet that reputation didn’t bother me as much as one might expect. Our senior year Gold Coast hinterland expedition placed us in the same group—a four-day mountain trek requiring us to navigate our own route from O’reilly’s to Canungra. The weather turned foul during this hike, and I found myself taking charge of the team, making sure everyone stayed dry and fed hot meals. Bec became my primary concern; I made extra efforts to keep her as comfortable as possible. That was 23 years ago. Soon after we finished school, secured jobs, got engaged, and married in November ‘95. Life went smoothly despite some job changes. We had three boys and felt things were wonderful. Around the time our youngest turned three or four, arguments began to surface. At first they were minor—a slight irritant here, a sharp comment there… then Bec lost interest in sex for a while. She never possessed a particularly strong libido, so I was accustomed to going weeks without intimacy, but this dry spell stretched on for seven or eight months straight. My attitude toward her grew negative during this time, and I believe the porn habit started here too. If she wasn’t going to please me, I would please myself. This pattern continued for years. I even joked about it with her; while we did resume sexual activity, I was constantly watching porn and masturbating at least four times daily. Naturally, this led to more conflict… lots of it. Looking back now, I realize something had to change. And I knew the responsibility fell on me. While browsing some adult content, I saw a video of a man being locked up while his partner declared, “You belong to me now; no more masturbating, no more other women… I own you forever.” Something clicked in my mind. Was this it? I visited several shops and found what seemed like a good cage, presenting the key to Bec along with a card detailing my feelings and what I was surrendering (the card still sits on her dressing table). We locked me up. It turned out that first cage wasn’t great, nor was the second one. But it worked. We discussed what this meant for our marriage and our expectations. The fighting stopped. When she had me unlocked for my birthday in early April (my first release), she offered me a chance to step back from chastity. I told her that while I appreciated the offer, I preferred staying locked up. She put the cage back on and secured the lock, holding me close and whispering “thank you” in my ear. In that moment, I knew I had made the right choice. Since then, we have been gradually adjusting our household dynamics. I still enjoy considerable freedom, but Bec’s wishes take priority and must be met promptly without hesitation… which has tested me at times. There were moments when she reminded me if I was overstepping. Amazingly, I now apologize quickly and attend to her needs immediately; before, I might have told her to do it herself. As for where this is going… who knows? We aren’t a conventional D/s pair. We both submit to each other in many areas beyond just chastity. However, I desire to serve Bec however she asks. She has even agreed that wearing a semi-permanent chain or necklace bearing her name would suit me well. I’ve started experimenting with crafting cages myself; the first one is nearly finished. Bec asked if I think I could sell them if I produce more… It’s an idea, at least. What I do know for certain amidst all this is that we are happier than ever before. We have no formal contract, no fixed release schedules or point systems, and no emergency key (we couldn’t find a reason why I would need one after lengthy discussion). We have decided this is simply how we live now. All in or nothing.

My new cage seems to be working well. I tried it out yesterday and found it extremely comfortable. After a final polish last night following our shower, I put it back on. I'm very pleased that my PA ring is in place without causing any pinching. Also, I slept better than I have since being locked up initially. Bec was glad to hear about this too. "No need to remove it anytime soon then," she remarked this morning while getting ready for work. "No," I replied... "I suppose not."

View attachment 7171 View attachment 7170 Also, it feels like my computer is trying to out me... View attachment 7172 lol

Ignore that previous post... I was attempting to edit it on my phone when Bec called. By the time the call ended, the editing window had closed.