My wife and I have been exploring chastity for several years, but we’ve recently begun trying out a new ‘release’ game.
Essentially, I stay locked most of the time. I own various cages, including one with spikes and another featuring Points of Intrigue. Even during periods when I’m technically unlocked, we stick to an Honour System: no releases of any kind unless my wife has given permission and is present.
Naturally, I am expected to pleasure her whenever She desires—usually through oral sex (which we both enjoy immensely), but also with manual stimulation or toys. The Magic Wand is a favorite tool for us, though PIV occurs too; this might or might not lead to an orgasm for me.
Our new routine takes place on Sundays, provided she feels I’ve earned the opportunity, which She usually does.
When we first started playing, She randomly chose one minute as our duration (though obviously you can adjust the clock however you like). Once unlocked, I had 60 seconds to climax—and for those wondering, yes, I failed. She typically uses a timer, and when it beeps, my hands must stop immediately.
If I fail, I go back into the cage for another week to try again—this time with the clock set at 70 seconds. It increases by ten seconds each week until I finally manage to cum.
However, once I succeed, the timer resets to one minute for the following week, and we begin anew. Unless I beat that 60-second mark; if I do, that becomes our new baseline starting point. Currently, my best time is down to 43 seconds!
She has also become quite skilled at varying things up. Sometimes—especially if it’s been two or three weeks since my last release—I need to perform oral on Her before we begin—and She knows this tends to make me hypersensitive. Other times, even after a failure where I was close, She’ll put me back in the cage and have me give Her oral, knowing that will heighten both my frustration and horniness. Occasionally, if she thinks victory is within reach, she might order me to use my left hand since I’m naturally right-handed. At other times, she oils up her magnificent breasts and requires me to masturbate over them—something almost guaranteed to send me off in record time.
Of course, when I do succeed in climaxing, I am expected to clean Her with my tongue, just as I must whenever I actually get to cum.
She loves the control this game provides her, and I enjoy the added humiliation of masturbating against the clock and under her gaze—the agony of failure and the ecstasy of success… all while knowing it is for Her pleasure, not mine.