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WARNING: Too long, too many words! Didn’t have enough time to make it shorter. Prologue We’ve been in a relationship for a few years, living together about half of that time. Overall, it’s been fulfilling, and we’ve dipped our toes in a lot of different kink pools over the years. Apart from a basic nylon cuff system under the mattress though, there hasn’t been much D/s in the mix. That seems to be changing. I have an independent-minded streak a mile wide, and maybe because of that reason, I’ve had some interest in submission - probably the anxiety/adrenaline rush from giving up the power I like to hoard. But I haven’t really acted on it before, because the stars didn’t line up with anyone I trusted enough - and that trust level has to be maxed out. Anyway, a little less than 2 months ago, I was browsing various kink-related links and ended up reading I thought it was interesting … but then I put 2 and 2 together. When she and I play games, we’ll often make bets to make it interesting. And one day a while back, she had surprised me when we were about to start a round of darts. She said if I lost, she wanted me to go a full 24 hours without, well…gratifying myself in any way. This was interesting, because it was totally unexpected. I’m closer to 50 than I am to 30, but my libido hasn’t slowed down much. She never complained about my hobby before, so I was surprised that this was something she’d want. I didn’t like the idea, but hey, it was interesting. So I agreed. And that turned out to be one of the rare times she actually won. It was a tough 24 hours, especially as I was not accustomed to having anything except unfettered access to myself. I asked what she was getting out of it, and she said something to the effect that she wanted to see if I could even do it…and that she got enjoyment out of watching me struggle with it. So I remembered that bet, and then I remembered that on a couple of other occasions over the years, she’d propose a day or weekend of servitude/calling all the shots, as her prize for winning. I had taken those bets and even lost them…twice (definitely not on purpose, I’m far too competitive). Those weekends were mostly a lot of chores and drawing baths, which I will admit is not how I would have exercised that power, if I was in her shoes (she had made it clear she would not give me free rein as a prize if she lost, as she guessed that she would likely be pushed outside her comfort zone if I had that sort of authority. She was probably correct). But even though it was taxing and tedious a lot of the time, I enjoyed the dynamic - and the uncertainty of not knowing what was coming next, or what she might have up her sleeve. So back to FLRinfo. Later that night we are relaxing with a nightcap and I’m catching a little buzz, so I send her the link and suggest she might find it interesting. There wasn’t much ulterior motive behind it, other than to see if it piqued her imagination. She started reading… and then kept reading. And then the most surprising part happened - when she got to the section about chastity, she read parts of it to me and said she found that interesting (can’t remember the exact words - but they were approving). I had truly expected her just to gloss over it without interest. Now, I’ve been aware of chastity for a while but had never paid too much attention to it. I like new experiences, and there’s an inherent forbidden-fruit appeal to me for all kinds of non-vanilla activities. But I like orgasms too much, and from my perspective, I want as many as I can get, not fewer! So chastity wasn’t something that held a lot of inherent interest for me, and I had never brought it up with her before. So when she expressed an interest in it, my ears pricked up - I didn’t think she was mentioning it because she thought it was what I wanted, but because it was her own interest. And when she finds something arousing, well…then I do too. I very much respond to her state of mind, and there are few things hotter to me than a partner asserting their own desires, taking ownership of them, and enjoying them. So I start asking some questions to tease out what she was thinking, and kind of dancing around. And she opened up a bit and explained - if I’m remembering it all correctly - that it sounded like a pretty good gig. Ongoing attention, affection, and desire from her partner, and getting her whims served - what’s not to like, right? And she went on that while she hadn’t known about chastity, she thought that it made sense - take control of my libido to keep it focused solely and exclusively on her, and I’m liable to get very cooperative. And then she admitted that she also just thought it sounded hot. Well, that was all it took to get the ball rolling. She’d apparently discovered an interest she didn’t knew she had, and expressed it in a way that convinced me it was her own - and not “OK, I think you’re dropping hints here, and I’m game to indulge you, so whatever, I can go along with it.” She’s not manipulative or cunning, so as best I could tell, this was genuinely her own interest. The call was coming from inside the house. Being all too happy to indulge her non-vanilla interests, it was game on. The last 5 weeks have been quite a rollercoaster for us, and I will probably tell the rest of this fairly tame story since it’s been quite a mindfuck…but this is just the prologue.