Hi there. I’m subnami here—a 42-year-old man currently confined by my wife, whom I refer to as Lady Yuna. We have shared nearly twelve happy years of marriage, and just last week we began our exploration into chastity.
My story with this goes back further than that, though; it started when I was a teen. Back then, I acted in school plays where the costume required me to wear tights underneath a leotard. Even after those performances ended, I kept the garments and would don them occasionally. The snug fit of the leotard made my erection feel restricted, sparking the curiosity: “What if something could actually stop it from happening?”
I began digging online, discovering information about chastity cages as well as belts, finding everything quite alluring. It was what I wanted desperately. By age 22, having saved up enough money and gathered my nerve, I purchased a cb-2000. When the package arrived (which felt like an eternity), I hurried to my bedroom to figure out how it worked. Navigating through erections, I managed to find spacers that fit with the base ring and locked myself in for the very first time! The sensation was delightful; being secured hooked me immediately.
At first, the cb-2000 wasn’t particularly comfortable under clothing, plus nighttime erections hurt quite a bit. Eventually though, I moved on to a cb-3000 which improved things significantly, followed by a cb-6000. They served their purpose well enough; sometimes I’d keep mine locked for three or four days straight at a time. My longest stretch was about two weeks total, during which I didn’t orgasm roughly fifty times in that period. However, without someone holding the key, it could be hard to stay on track.
That’s just the start—there is more ahead…