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About four years back I got together with my girlfriend. The initial months were wonderful, and I realized she was unique - but eventually things began to drift slightly. I sensed that my sexual performance wasn’t fully satisfying her, causing a bit of waning interest on her part. We discussed the issue, and while she agreed we could make changes, I stated I was ready to try anything. She wanted to take charge sexually, which suited me perfectly. Initially, she had me wear a dildo and perform oral sex more frequently; although I would often still cum relatively early in intercourse, she continued regardless. The relationship improved immediately, as her satisfaction clearly increased. After some time, she introduced chastity as a method to prevent premature ejaculation during sex, helping me stay engaged throughout the entire act. I was hesitant at first, but it actually enhanced our enjoyment. She would lock me up before we had sex, and once she finished, she would unlock me so I could finally release. We both loved this routine. Every morning followed a pattern: I stayed locked while giving oral for 20-30 minutes, then she rode my dildo until satisfied, after which I was released. One day during oral service, she announced that I would remain locked longer than usual. It caught me off guard; it felt exciting yet challenging. Because I had been anticipating a release so intensely afterward, the delay was tough. She teased me effectively, and I spent the entire weekend in chastity. The eventual release at the end of those days was incredible. Once weekends became standard for being locked up, full weeks followed naturally. I wore my device to work, and if I behaved well throughout the week and remained attentive during sex (which I always did), I earned a Sunday release. The requirements for that release grew beyond just morning attentiveness; it began including on-demand oral services during the day, making her breakfast daily, cleaning up, etc. Naturally, I was eager to do everything required. By then, missing a week felt unacceptable. The major shift occurred when she denied my weekly release one time and placed me on a new monthly schedule. I also received an updated wardrobe since all my regular underwear were gone. She provided several pieces of her old lingerie for me to wear now as daily attire. My cock became referred to as my clit, and I had to stay fully shaved every day. If I maintained this routine for a month, I would get a release. At first it seemed like too much pressure, but if the reward was a release, I adapted quickly. I kept my old clothes available for going out (wearing lingerie underneath), but inside the house, I always wore dresses or skirts chosen by her. The new morning routine started with waking up an hour earlier to shower, shave/wax, put on my lingerie, and prepare breakfast. Then came the oral service and dildo wearing before heading out; notably, I wasn’t allowed to wash again until later in the day because she believed smelling like her was beneficial for me. At first it felt strange, but it quickly became normal and quite enjoyable. More updates coming soon.