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Over the last few weeks that change has come to the forefront of my thinking. Mostly because, for one reason or another, we have entered a bit of a barren spell. Nothing drastic, just a spell where I have more time to think about fornicating than actually doing so.
Before this, we had a brief issue with chastity. Mostly as I don’t like going to the gym in my BAWR. I don’t know, it just sits out a little more than some of the others designs. This got us into a situation where I was removing it frequently… which lead to me even more frequently removing it… which lead her to want a different cage I could wear in the gym… and that one caused some major issues. Then we needed a break. That cleared up and we needed another cage…
At the end of this minor drama I finally showed my wife a caged penis, “Thank God!” I believe her words were.
That was my first realisation of the change in my wife, she doesn’t just keep me caged now. She wants me caged!
She explained that I have higher expectations when I’m free, that I want her to do much more. She even expressed that she didn’t like kissing me at all when I don’t have my cage on. I thought on this, and I can’t really agree that this is the case. I came to the conclusion that when I’m spooning or kissing or anything intimate it’s my erection creates a pressure for her. She feels I want sex due to that natural reaction and she can’t just enjoy that specific moment for what it is.
The change isn’t in how she views me in the cage, it’s how she feels when I’m caged. She feels better for it.
Now, another big change in my wife is how she views my sexual satisfaction. So, back to the barren spell… obviously, I’m not the only one feeling it. My wife too has needs, however one aspect that’s hasn’t changed over time, but has lessened to some degree is that feeling of guilt. So, although she’s not exactly been feeling it right now, she still wanted to see to her needs and overcome that feeling that she had been neglecting me, “It’s not been fair on you really. I cant keep going weeks on end without letting you have anything.”
Do you know what she rewarded me with? I was allowed to give her an orgasm. Lined up on the bed were her various toys that she has now accumulated. She no longer feels the need for penetration, instead I feel I have been replaced by anything but my penis. Prior to chastity she had one go to toy. A magic wand. Mains powered. Did the trick but never left any room to explore. That has all changed. Her toy collection out matches mine two to one these days.
We didn’t use any of them. She was finished before we had any use for them. Maybe she was feeling the need far more than I had understood! Her guilt relieved, I chanced my moment and asked if she wanted “proper sex.”
My wife’s go to. Penis. Her favourite…
“No, your dicks like a broken toy now.” Then she laughed, “It’s not even broken, it’s like when I haven’t charged it. It goes really slow and then just dies.”
Ok, it’s was funny, somewhat true, a little humiliating but it did give a real perspective on her view these days. Sex just isn’t sexually stimulating. I know she still cherishes it as a means of intimacy, but she no longer feels it necessary for pure enjoyment. She no longer feels we need it to enjoy ourselves in the bedroom. Keeping me caged has pushed her to experiment more than she ever would have prior to all this.
One cage has had a dramatic change in our lives. Most of all in my wife. That’s where the gusts from the tiny butterfly wings have really hit hard.
She’s more adventurous. Understands herself far more. She’s rightly selfish in taking care of her feelings. She feels no guilt about my lack of orgasms. She doesn’t facilitate my denial, she wants to take them away completely. She seems far happier than I’ve ever seen her.
Is this my wife? I wouldn’t recognise her a few years ago.
- (in chaos theory) the phenomenon whereby a minute localized change in a complex system can have large effects elsewhere.
Over the last few weeks that change has come to the forefront of my thinking. Mostly because, for one reason or another, we have entered a bit of a barren spell. Nothing drastic, just a spell where I have more time to think about fornicating than actually doing so.
Before this, we had a brief issue with chastity. Mostly as I don’t like going to the gym in my BAWR. I don’t know, it just sits out a little more than some of the others designs. This got us into a situation where I was removing it frequently… which lead to me even more frequently removing it… which lead her to want a different cage I could wear in the gym… and that one caused some major issues. Then we needed a break. That cleared up and we needed another cage…
At the end of this minor drama I finally showed my wife a caged penis, “Thank God!” I believe her words were.
That was my first realisation of the change in my wife, she doesn’t just keep me caged now. She wants me caged!
She explained that I have higher expectations when I’m free, that I want her to do much more. She even expressed that she didn’t like kissing me at all when I don’t have my cage on. I thought on this, and I can’t really agree that this is the case. I came to the conclusion that when I’m spooning or kissing or anything intimate it’s my erection creates a pressure for her. She feels I want sex due to that natural reaction and she can’t just enjoy that specific moment for what it is.
The change isn’t in how she views me in the cage, it’s how she feels when I’m caged. She feels better for it.
Now, another big change in my wife is how she views my sexual satisfaction. So, back to the barren spell… obviously, I’m not the only one feeling it. My wife too has needs, however one aspect that’s hasn’t changed over time, but has lessened to some degree is that feeling of guilt. So, although she’s not exactly been feeling it right now, she still wanted to see to her needs and overcome that feeling that she had been neglecting me, “It’s not been fair on you really. I cant keep going weeks on end without letting you have anything.”
Do you know what she rewarded me with? I was allowed to give her an orgasm. Lined up on the bed were her various toys that she has now accumulated. She no longer feels the need for penetration, instead I feel I have been replaced by anything but my penis. Prior to chastity she had one go to toy. A magic wand. Mains powered. Did the trick but never left any room to explore. That has all changed. Her toy collection out matches mine two to one these days.
We didn’t use any of them. She was finished before we had any use for them. Maybe she was feeling the need far more than I had understood! Her guilt relieved, I chanced my moment and asked if she wanted “proper sex.”
My wife’s go to. Penis. Her favourite…
“No, your dicks like a broken toy now.” Then she laughed, “It’s not even broken, it’s like when I haven’t charged it. It goes really slow and then just dies.”
Ok, it’s was funny, somewhat true, a little humiliating but it did give a real perspective on her view these days. Sex just isn’t sexually stimulating. I know she still cherishes it as a means of intimacy, but she no longer feels it necessary for pure enjoyment. She no longer feels we need it to enjoy ourselves in the bedroom. Keeping me caged has pushed her to experiment more than she ever would have prior to all this.
One cage has had a dramatic change in our lives. Most of all in my wife. That’s where the gusts from the tiny butterfly wings have really hit hard.
She’s more adventurous. Understands herself far more. She’s rightly selfish in taking care of her feelings. She feels no guilt about my lack of orgasms. She doesn’t facilitate my denial, she wants to take them away completely. She seems far happier than I’ve ever seen her.
Is this my wife? I wouldn’t recognise her a few years ago.
