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As I mentioned before, my wife has recently agreed to participate in an FLR with me. How did we get here? Well, not looking too far back, but we have been together for over two decades and, as is typical for us, our physical connection isn’t what it used to be. Late last year, I had some realizations about this situation and came to a conclusion that things should change—not just my mindset regarding our relationship, but hers as well. To describe us individually: I am definitely the hopeless romantic, while she is… vanilla. She doesn’t take risks in any area of her life. Furthermore, she grew up in a home where public displays of affection between her parents were nonexistent. I approached her with a heartfelt letter expressing that I love her deeply and think about her constantly. I explained to her that being the more romantic one meant it was becoming increasingly difficult for me to be turned down most times when I ask for intimacy. Rejection felt very personal. I vowed to stop asking for sex outright and instead defer to her to initiate intimacy. I pledged my love, soul, and body to her, along with my submission. Initially, she was shocked. We discussed my feelings that same night. She found the implications of this new responsibility somewhat intimidating. I told her not to view it that way; rather, I had submitted myself to her, and fulfilling her wishes became mine to do. I clarified that what I primarily wanted from her control was intimacy. I mostly let her be alone with the topic to mull over, telling her she could take as long as needed. I would prefer waiting six months for acceptance than facing immediate denial. I did leave a book or two in front of her for study, but they weren’t topics that really drew her in. Roughly ten days ago, I requested that when she felt ready, we discuss the matter further. Surprisingly, she seemed quite open to conversation. We talked about what my realistic expectations were. I asked if she had noticed the changes I was already making around the house, and she confirmed she had. I explained that this treatment is something she could always expect going forward. She commented that she genuinely liked these changes. I noted that based on most of the books and articles I’d read, having an agreed-upon set of rules would be beneficial. Later that night, we ended up in the bedroom. I applied the proposed new rules, putting her needs first. I did not receive personal pleasure that evening. She apologized, but I told her it was a role and circumstance I had already accepted. We cuddled afterward, and I asked if she accepts me. She said yes. Now we move forward.

This is quite lovely! I'm happy to hear that she accepted you. But this begs the question: have you brought chastity into the equation?