Hello My Old Friend in Chastity ...

Greetings everyone. I first started posting here a few years back. Life tends to meddle with our plans and decisions—in our situation, it’s been illnesses, struggles balancing work and life, or emotional ups and downs that have periodically thrown us off track—so I haven’t posted here (or anywhere else really) for about two years. So, while not a total ‘newbie’ when it comes to chastity or this blog, I’m effectively new as far as catching up on the updates and current atmosphere goes. My partner has been locking me intermittently for roughly five years now. For the last twelve months, however, she’s kept me locked most of the time, including a period of four or five months where I only had two or three ‘relief releases’—all supervised by her, all at her pleasure! She has made it clear (multiple times) that this is here to stay permanently in our lives. Since it used to be an on-and-off arrangement for so long, I found it difficult to truly believe it would last and kept looking for reassurance. In fact, I still do—I love hearing her confirm that it will continue and how she prefers me to stop masturbating—“hello chastity my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again”! She let me out for a ‘relief’ on December 26th; that was the first orgasm I’d had in at least two months. She originally hinted another would come mid-January but then decided against it. She is really enjoying the denial—apparently, we won’t see one until late January at the earliest… her take on “Dry January”! After trying three or four CBs (including a disappointing budget version) and an inexpensive metal cage that I never quite connected with, we are upgrading my HT V3 (clear), which I’ve worn since it launched, to a V4 in purple (translucent)… my partner’s favorite color! The clear device I’m wearing right now is showing some wear. She feels that wrapping me up in purple will enhance her feeling of control and ownership over my (unfortunately) small penis—I’m not ‘micro’ nor was I back when I was younger; I used to be quite long and thick, definitely above average ‘back in the day’. However, age and health issues have caught up with me. Now, I am a bit too petite for her stated preferences and needs. I don’t get properly hard anymore, whereas once there was a torrent, now it’s just a trickle! At 64 years old, I fear my performance has declined significantly; indeed, barely at all to be honest. My partner is very clear and consistent regarding her long-term goals of keeping me locked—she is committed to the emotional shifts and benefits (behavior modification) that this brings to our relationship and to the sense of control it gives her over me. She also enjoys the worshipfulness and obedience it fosters in me. We’ve been together for 10 years now (we both have ‘prior’ experience), and at being 17 years younger, she has periodically sought satisfaction elsewhere. She is a very open-minded, adventurous, experienced, sexual woman in her prime who can achieve multiple orgasms. Over the years, the men she’s been with have always seen her as a ‘catch’ and wanted to return. Yes, I have been that man, and I guess I still am and will likely remain so—her cuckold. Of course, all these encounters were paused (actually eliminated) by the events of the past year—and are unlikely for quite some time ahead. Neither she nor I have visited any of the hook-up sites she used for nearly a year now—we simply suspended or hid our profiles in February 2020. I can only assume traffic on those sites must have plummeted and that whatever discussion remains is centered purely on fantasy for now. It has been almost two years since she last had sex with anyone, and I know this weighs heavily on her—she has mentioned it as much, in her own way—and during this ‘interregnum’, her Purple Pussy Pleaser (Wand) has served as her best friend. I have suggested that she at least makes some online friends or keeps her libido alive through virtual fantasy sex chats, sexting, phone calls, or Cam Play—but these don’t appeal to her; she insists on the real thing or nothing. We play various other ‘games’ together—actually, it’s more accurate to say they are games she plays with me. Some happen daily, others less frequently. If anyone is interested in hearing more about what we do and how we arrived here, I’d be happy to share—if there is interest?