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[kinky-stories]

It was a long night, with very little sleep. I finally got some sleep in the early morning. I was woken up with a strong sap to the ass with a leather belt. I try to yell and curse, the gag prevented it. I tried to get up and grab the belt from her, forgetting that she left me tied down.

She told me from now on, I’m making her breakfast and she expects to eat promptly and seven a.m. If it is not ready, or she doesn’t like it, she will require I make it up by giving her an orgasm. With that the told be not to speak, or I will be punished. Unlocking the gag, she proceeded to push her pussy into my face. “Lick it bitch”, she ordered. My jaw was sore, but I didn’t dare refuse her.

After about 30 minutes, she got off me, locked the gag back on, and released me. “Go make breakfast, bitch” she ordered, “and don’t you dare be late”.

All through our relationship, she always did the cooking. I don’t know how to cook, or where things are in the kitchen. I busted my ass trying to make the food she wanted, and made it on time. After only a couple bites, she declared at it horrible. I pointed to my gag and rubbed my belly.

“Oh, you’re hungry, are you?”, she asked. She went to the refrigerator, and pulled out some salad, dropped it into a bowl, and set it on the floor. She looked at me, and said “I will take off your gag so you can it. If you say even a single word, I will lock it back on and throw away your food.” I ate silently. When the food was gone, she locked the gag back on. She pulled out a collar and showed it to me. “This is a shock collar”, explained. “I lock it on, and If you don’t obey, I can give you a painful shock with the touch of a button”. She locked it on the grabbed the ring on the collar and led me to the bathroom. She already had a chain locked around the base of the toilet. Grabbing the free end she locked it to my collar. “I’m going to get better food, and go to the gym. You stay here”. I didn’t have a choice.

[kinky-stories]

I am currently bound in tight rubber. From the outside I look like there in a woman inside. I can’t see anything, I can’t speak, and the AirPods are playing white noise so I can’t hear anything. I’m thinking I probably shouldn’t have introduced my wife to male chastity.

It seemed harmless enough at first. I was turned on by the idea, so I bought a cheap plastic cage. When I showed her and offered the keys, she just laughed. She took the keys, but left them where I could get them anytime I wanted. Over time, I tried to find easy ways to lock the keys so I couldn’t get the without her.

Eventually, I found a locking box meant to secure handguns. She could select a six digit code, and she could unlock it with her phone. Unlike the physical combinations, I could leave the box open, and close the lid without ever knowing the code.

One day when I was feeling horny and kinky, I told her I really wanted to tie her up. She wasn’t interested in the slightest. I kept pushing and nagging, and finally said she wanted to tie me up. I just laughed and explained every time she did that, I easily escaped. I was very direct explaining that she wasn’t good at it.

“Wanna bet?” She asked. Thinking this would be very easy, I accepted. If I could escape in thirty minutes or less, for the next week, she would let me tie her up anytime I want, for as long as I want, and use her body anyway I want. “And if I win?” She asked. “Then I will do anything you want for the next week.”, I offered. In this past, we had similar bets, but she had no good way to enforce it so I would refuse things I didn’t want to do. She made this observation to me saying it wasn’t good enough. To make it so she could would have more leverage, I offered to wear the cage before she tied me up. I showed her the gun box, and explained how it worked. I didn’t realize it then, but I that was the beginning of the end for me as a free man.

A few months prior, I put locking leather wrist and ankle cuffs on her. I bought some ratcheting tie downs, and anchored them to the bed. Hooking on tie down to the cuffs on her arms and legs, I could secure her fairly quickly. She laughed when she thought the bindings were too loose. That stopped when I wretched the ropes tighter. Very quickly I had her completely immobilized. I teased and tormented her for hours before fucking her and letting her go.

When making the bet, I’d forgotten about that, and as she’s locking the cuffs on me, I remembered and hope she forgot about it too. No such luck. She quickly attached the tie downs and watched them tight. I was stuck, and I knew there was no way I was getting out of this. As the final step she took the gag I loved using on her. It was a normal ballgag, except it had what looked like a penis coming off it going into your mouth. It also could be locked on. It wasn’t possible to push the ball out of your mouth, and anything the wearer tried to say couldn’t be understood. “Have fun, bitch”, she said as she turned off the lights and closed the door.

I knew I was in trouble, but I hadn’t yet realized how much. I assumed that she wouldn’t be into it much, and while she might make me wear the cage for the full week, I likely would be able to get away with not doing everything she told me. I had no idea how wrong I was.

30 minutes pass, and I haven’t freed myself. I heard the door open, and I heard her close the lid on the gun box. I definitely wouldn’t be taking the cage off myself. Walking over to me, she sat on my face, rubbing her pussy on my nose, and playing with my nipples, really getting me horney.

“I have some rules for you while you are my slave next week”, she said. She started listing them out.

1. Your time in the cage is going to be decided by the number of orgasms you give me. We initially decided you’d be locked for seven days, it is now seven orgasms. If you give me one a day, the time will be the same.

2. You will beg me to lick my pussy. If you haven’t behave well enough, or you don’t beg desperately enough. The answer will be no.

3. You can only beg me once per day. Meaning you only have one shot per day to work off the orgasms you owe me.

4. If I tell you to start licking, that doesn’t count, even if I cum. Also, if you decide to lick me without begging permission first, it doesn’t count.

5. There is no point asking for release. The answer is always no.

6. There is no point asking when you will be released or how many orgasms you still owe me. It is whatever I decided. And I can change it for any reason at any time.

7. If I ask you do you want to be released, you must always reply, “no mistress I want to stay caged.” If you give any other answer you will stay caged, even if I was intending to set you free.

8. From now on, when I tell you to put your cage on, you will do it as quickly as possible put the key in the safe and close the lid. If you don’t do this, then I will throw away the cage and we will never play again.

“I’d ask if you agree to these rules, but it doesn’t matter.”, she said. With that she loosened the ropes enough so I could move, but not enough to free myself. “Good night, bitch” she said coldly as she left closing the door behind her.

I was left bound, gagged, and locked in chastity for the night. It was uncomfortable, and I was already horney as hell. I’m sure my wife knew this, and I could hear her moans as she used her vibrator in the other bedroom.