At seventy-two, I figured my days of chastity were behind me. My libido had dropped off—I wasn’t feeling much desire or getting erections, even with the help of Viagra. But a few weeks back, we started taking medical marijuana, and suddenly I was so horny that I found myself jerking off twice daily. My wife’s drive spiked too; she wanted sex constantly, but I just didn’t have it in me again yet. Eventually, she asked if I’d been overindulging with my solo sessions, and when I admitted yes, she decided to lock me up for five months until our 50th anniversary. By the time my birthday rolls around a few months from now, I’ll be sporting one of her signature ruined orgasms.
It’s a new experience being high while locked in chastity at the same time—the intensity is far greater than when I’m sober. The urge hits hard every night. Because of this heightened craving for release, it feels like a distinct fetish now. I’ve got my Holy Trainer Nano fitted perfectly; it sits comfortably enough for 24/7 wear. Before committing, I made sure my bolt cutters could actually snip the ring just in case.