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I haven’t had much of a reason to start one of these blog-type threads to this point. But the next couple months are going to be a trip for me, and I think I want to share it. Because, as @Chaste-pegged-switch mentioned in chat, I’m suddenly going from a “sex roughly every two weeks (on average)” schedule … to a multi-month lockup. All in advance of what I’m hoping will be an epic birthday celebration. If you want details on my background, see the next post. The Scene: Monday night. As we’re getting ready for bed. My birthday’s coming up next month. And its traditionally when I’ll ask and my wife will indulge me in some bondage play, even with our chastity play the last few years. So when she asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I thought about it and told her I did need any things - I wanted time with her … just wanted a nice weekend bound, tied and teased. My wife said ok. But … she had a condition. Conditions were … new. What condition? I asked. She said that well we don’t have that many free weekends around when my birthday falls in March. Too many things going on. So she said I’d have to wait until after her birthday, which falls in early April. I said that was fine. I mean I could wait for some bondage fun! But she said there was more. She told me that she wanted to keep me locked up until my “birthday celebration”. I started getting a little nervous. I asked when we’d start this lock up (I’d already been locked up since the end of January)? To which she replied that there wasn’t a need to unlock me from now until the celebration. And then she saw my reluctance and said she’d give me 24 hours to decide. Then she turned over and started playing on her phone and getting ready for sleep. Uh oh. But as I thought about The Bargin over Monday night into Tuesday when I was in the shower, or commuting, or otherwise alone… I was finding that my cage was getting tight every time. so very tight. So the idea was definitely appealing on some level. Flash forward to Tuesday night. Again getting ready for bed. My wife comes out of the bathroom. Naked. And looks over at me on the bed and asks me if I made up my mind. I get out of bed to go over and hug her. I’m not naked, but only in my boxer briefs (and cage, of course). I guess I needed the extra support to tell her “yes”. She reminds me the length of time we’re talking - “it’ll be April. It’s now February” … and “you know how you get after a few weeks”. I murmured something like “I know but I’ve done 5 weeks before and could do this”. (In retrospect, I’m pretty sure at this point I’m obviously thinking with a horny dick that’s been locked for 2+ weeks already). She kisses me deeply, pulls me close to her. Then adds in the kicker. “Are you sure? I’m not going to make easy.” She pinches one of my nipples. “You’re going to have…” twists the other one ”… a very hard month.” … Yelp. I’m in for a long couple months, I think. Coda: the next morning, she’s laying rather cutely in bed watching, the morning news, when I come out of the shower so I walk over and lean over for a deep kiss. She moans softly and when we separate she says “I don’t know why you’re choosing to do that. I mean I don’t care, but this is going to hurt you a lot more than its going to hurt me.”