Honestly, after our previous period of chastity, I had reached my limit. For me, 29 consecutive days was more than enough.
After we unlocked last time, we enjoyed each other for a good while—it was fantastic. Her control over me really got to my head, especially when she enforced the lock. One day, while I was tied up in bed, she cut her timing about ten minutes short. I had to choose between picking up the kids late or locking myself back inside; naturally, the children came first. LoL!!
I haven’t been locked since then and am quite content with that decision. Chastity turned into a real nuisance with all the special blow-drying routines, ponytail rubber bands, constant cleaning, and sleepless nights.
I’ve been a good sport about it, saying nothing at first. Lately, though, with not much kink activity happening, I am feeling ‘a bit’ desperate for some attention—or rather, proper denial.
Well today was the day SHE chose to re-lock me. Her timing was perfect since I was willing. When I asked for terms, she simply said “because that’s how I want you”.
I’m happy with that…