Recently, my girlfriend decided to put me in chastity as a response to my hypersexual nature and a bold request I made: I asked her to sleep with another man and make me a cuckold. Coming from a conservative background, she was deeply offended and chose to assert control by locking me away, both literally and figuratively. For now, I’m confined to the cage for an entire month, forbidden from orgasming, having sex, or even touching myself.
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Her rules are simple but strict. If she desires intimacy, she’ll ride my face like a toy, emphasizing my role as her pussy-free man. After this month of denial, I’ll be allowed to have sex with her once, but that’ll be followed by an extended period of chastity—three months this time. Each time I’m granted sex, the duration of my confinement increases, and after a few cycles, I’m likely to remain pussy free for two to three years.
This arrangement wasn’t something I ever imagined or asked for. For a man like me, living without release feels nearly impossible. Yet, I surrendered to her control and handed over the keys, relinquishing my freedom to her willing hands.
It seems I’m on a path toward permanent chastity, while she may eventually explore a polyamorous relationship or fully cuckold me. It’s a daunting but strangely exhilarating journey.