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The 'good news' was that moments ago for the first time in weeks his wife had freed his cock from its chastity cage, mercifully allowing it to finally stiffen and unfurl.

The 'bad news' was he knew that for the next few hours his cock would be mercilessly teased, tantalized, and edged, taunted with agonizingly close orgasms that would be cruelly denied, his balls filled with so much cum he'd be feeling his aching need for release in every fiber of his being.

He knew though that would never happen. Not a chance. She was far too skilled, far too patient. Knew his body all too well. She knew every telltale sign and exactly how far she could push him before she needed to pause.

Leaving his orgasm teetering unfulfilled. The cum filling his cock helplessly receding back into his balls, rather than being released. The desperately needed pleasure that was seconds away instead only adding to his aching need to cum.

Admittedly, something about seeing the way this man was already trembling, panting, and stiffening before she even began was a massive turnon for her. It fueled her sexual ego. Fanned the flames of the power of her female sensuality. Made her long to unleash her inner goddess on this defenseless man.

Still, he was her husband. There was still an innate part of her that desired to comfort and soothe him. So, as she softly kissed his neck, his chest, she purred, "Honey relax, I haven't even started on you yet. You know how good it feels for you at the beginning, when I first start stroking it... licking it... sucking it. And that very first time when I get you so close it feels like you're going to cum, even though you don't it still feels really nice, right?"

"Yeah...," he moaned softly.

"Mmm, good... I'm glad," she murmured. "You know it always feels really good for you at first. Just think about how much you like that part. I get that the longer I go, the more difficult it gets for you, but baby think about this. That's when it gets really hot for me, that's the part that turns me on the most. And you like that, right? Knowing that I'm having fun too and getting all turned on?"

"Yeah, I do...," he replied, his voice sounding more like a whimper.

"I know baby, I know that you do," she purred. "That's why I always keep going for such a long, long time... even though I can tell that after a little while you need to cum so bad you can barely stand. I know you'd never want me to stop until I was done having fun too, right?"

"Right...," he said softly.

Smirking subtly, her mouth continued descending down his body. And as she began gently kissing, licking, and suckling his shaft, she purred, "So really, when you think about it... when I tease your cock like this its absolutely perfect. We both get what we want. I mean, I understand that my fun goes on way, way longer than yours, but you don't mind that... do you baby?"

"No, I don't...," he moaned.

Admittedly there had been a time when she'd felt that way as well. But now? Now, she was far beyond that.

No longer was teasing merely a sexy form of foreplay, an erotic means to a pleasurable end for both of them. Instead, it was now...all that there was. At least, all that there was for her husband.

Although she did on the rarest of occasions allow him the relief of an orgasm, even those were now intended more as taunting, wicked reminders to him of what he had now surrendered to her. Sacrificed for her. Pleasures that now existed virtually solely for her, and very rarely for him.

Sure, it had started with fun, sexy teasing. Making him hard randomly throughout the day. Letting his lust simmer and build. Even stalling and delaying his orgasm when they made it into the bedroom until after she'd been satisfied.

But, the more she saw how her teasing was effecting her husband the more intrigued she became. Gradually she began to adopt the attitude of, "Why ruin a good thing by letting him cum at all?"

So now, while her sex life was gloriously fulfilling with all of the orgasms she could ever desire, her husband's had been reshaped completely. To be clear, it wasn't that he wasn't experiencing pleasure as well. In fact, she made certain he was receiving more than ever before.

It's just that now his pleasure remained unfulfilled. Unreleased. Trapped and pent-up, like a volcano constantly on the verge of eruption.

So now, rather than his cock being deep inside his wife's soft, silky pussy as she straddled his lap, it was imprisoned in a steel cage, confined within his pants. And as her hips rocked gently against him, teasing his captive cock, she murmured, "Do you even remember what this used to be like for you, baby? How soft and warm my pussy is? The way you'd always groan when I started to squeeze you with it? How you'd absolutely lose your mind when I started to milk your cock with my soft... tight... pussy?"

"Oh my goddd....," he whimpered.

Purring wickedly, she softly licked his ear and whispered, "Remember how hard I'd make you cum? How I could make it so good for you you'd almost pass out?"

"Babyyyy....," he whimpered in frustration.

If you are interested in male chastity, then there’s probably already something going on in the relationship where male chastity would be a natural enhancement. To push him further towards the chastity lifestyle you could follow a programme like this :

He wears the device for most of an erotic session. In return, you wear stockings.

He wears the device for all of an erotic session but gets to jerk off at the end. In return, you wear stockings and he gets to use sex toys on you.

He wears the device for all of an erotic session and overnight. In return, you wear stockings and let him watch you masturbate.

He wears the device all week, for the entire erotic session and overnight. In return, you wear stockings and perform any sexual act on yourself that he asks you to.

He wears the device all week, for the entire erotic session and overnight. However, the rules now change. He has to earn erotic activity with additional days of lock up, for example, one day per orgasm you have.

The main thing is to offer him wild erotic experiences, but at the price of wearing the chastity device. After a while, there’s a chance he will think this is a fair trade…