But, Baby!

"But, baby...!"

"Don't 'but, baby,' ME! This "femdom" lifestyle stuff was all YOUR idea, the only part I like is the chastity play, so put on your cage, now."

Telling my wife about my submissive side had been a great big, thick, gooey load off my glistening chest, but it had its drawbacks. Like how I can't even type up a story without her grabbing my phone to make edits I'm not allowed to change back.

At least, I thought it was a load off my chest. Turns out my wife wasn't all that surprised.

"No ****, Sherlock!" She has said. "I mean, the way you practically jizz any time I rough you up a little!" She was a bit taller than me, and much taller in heels. And she insisted I stay barefoot around the house.

After all this submissive stuff came out, she asked to see the porn I look at. That's when she learned about chastity devices.

"We gotta get you one! Why haven't you begged for this??? They look so funny, don't they? And it'll make our relationship so... INTIMATE! Like I'm touching you all day! But also, like you ain't gettin' touched at all!!"

We ordered a few before we found one she was happy with (secure enough). But the fact was it was painful, and I pushed back on the whole idea.

"Pain! What does a man know about PAIN! You know what? We are ABSOLUTELY doing this now! It is a part of our life from now on!"

"But, sweetie... This isn't going to make me pay you more attention or treat you better, you know! I'll probably become even more focused on porn, with no way to get off and clear it out of my head!"

"Are you sure about that? Have you even ever TRIED masturbating with your asshole? I bet you could do it, champ! If I know anyone who can, it's you! Focus on that lil' donut, big boy! You can do it!"

So, here I am! Locked in chastity, day one. But maybe it won't be so bad!