A Chastity Lesson for Me

Sunday morning at around 5 AM I woke up with a raging erection. The pull of the ring on my balls was really painful and lay in bed going back and forth between “It’ll go down soon” and “I can just unlock the cage”. Unlocking the cage won. I unlocked using the key that I use when showering, off popped the cage. The ring wasn’t going anywhere but that was okay. I got back in bed and that’s when it started. It’s been about 3 weeks since my last orgasm and uncaged; erect, my mind focused on getting relief. I felt a desperate need to have an orgasm. It felt really, really important. I didn’t want to make love to my wife, I didn’t want a sexual, sensual connection with her. I just wanted to use her as a way to get off. I don’t think that way anymore when caged and I didn’t like the way my uncaged cock was running my mind. After a little while my erection subsided and put my little, insistent friend back in his cage. All was well once again. My “urgent need” diminished and I went back to thinking of my wife as life partner rather than a means to satisfying myself. I prefer the caged me to the uncaged me.