Greetings everyone. I’m a newcomer here. My name is Tony and I’ve been married to Sarah for two years now. She’s older than me—she’s 27 while I’m 25. Sarah has quite the background in sexual matters, having been active since she was 14. I lagged behind; I felt immature and didn’t really develop until around age 17 when I first pleasured myself by looking at some suggestive pictures. We met when I was 23. At that time, I worked as a nude model for art classes at the local university, where Sarah’s mother taught. One day, while dropping off coffee for her mom between lectures, Sarah stopped by and walked in on me posing several times. After we were introduced, our romance began. Since I was still somewhat immature back then, sex wasn’t really part of what we had.
About six weeks into dating, Sarah mentioned that women have needs too. However, she made it clear she didn’t want my virginity to be lost until marriage since she already knew I hadn’t been with anyone else. She told me that if our relationship was going to continue seriously, she needed the freedom to satisfy those needs elsewhere. This didn’t trouble me much because, as she explained, I wasn’t missing out on anything significant at that point in my life.
One day, Sarah asked if I masturbated. Blushing and feeling a bit embarrassed, I admitted that I did occasionally while thinking about her or looking at those same pictures. She said this had to change. A few days later, we were together at her place when she pulled out a small black box for me to open. Inside was a CB6000S device. Seeing how my body looked as a model, she knew I had a smaller frame and that this particular lock would fit well. She guided me through stripping down and showed me the proper way to put it on. That evening, I wore it for the first time. Over the following weeks, I went from wearing it for just a few hours each day to being locked in 24/7.
Sarah kept one key, while her mother held an emergency key for urgent situations or when she was instructing classes and needed access. Sarah offered to have my own mother get an emergency key as well, promising to explain the situation to her. However, I was too shy about that prospect, so I declined. In the end, only Sarah and her mom had keys.
Six months later, we tied the knot. Upon marrying, Sarah unlocked me and finally gave me sex whenever I desired it. But she also pointed out some things: I didn’t do much to excite her, I climaxed too quickly, and because of my small size, she couldn’t always feel me inside. She stated that if our marriage was going to work long-term, she needed the freedom to get from other men what I couldn’t provide.
The CB6000S came back into play to prevent masturbation. Sarah would date others; when she returned home, her treatment of me depended on how satisfied she felt with her date. If he had pleased her well, she gave me sex. If not, she would bring me close to the edge but then pull away before I could reach orgasm. Her rule was simple: if she was happy, so should I be; if she wasn’t, neither of us got full satisfaction. When she was upset with me, she wouldn’t take me all the way, just enough to get me aroused before locking me up again.
She also has me wear panties now as a reminder that I’m not quite like her other lovers who are more ‘manly.’ Despite this arrangement, it works for us both, and honestly, I enjoy it. Sarah seems content with how things stand.