Chastity and orgasm denial discussion

That seems like a hot option for occasional use, but what happens after six months or a year? I suspect you won’t be doing only that from now on.

We aren't certain yet. The past year involved moving and various other stresses which really took a toll on our playtime and intimacy. Instead of creating a grand master plan like before—which became overwhelming with our busy schedules—we’re starting here and seeing where it leads. We’ll begin every other day, taking just two minutes... well three to four if you include stripping down and applying the collar and leash. It’s very manageable and provides a baseline for growth. Starting biweekly helps ease me back into chastity without hurting my prostate like in the past, allowing us to gradually extend the time. Previously, we had a system where Saturday evenings were spent reviewing chores done poorly, patience levels, and swear word usage, after which she would administer an appropriate punishment with her leather strap. I see us returning to that soon, but for now, we’re taking it easy. Tonight is night one, so let’s see how it goes!

good luck, hope it works out for you both

Well last night turned out to be the first night. It was nearly bedtime and I was working on my laptop when she told me if I wanted anything done, I should go to the bedroom and get ready. She followed me in and closed the door. Standing there, she watched as I undressed and retrieved the collar and leash from the dresser. Her expression was serious while observing me; I smiled and asked what was wrong. She said she was just waiting, so I hurried up, put on the collar, and walked over to her. I handed her the leash, expressing my excitement. Looking down at my rock-hard member, she remarked that she could see it too. I knelt before her, and when she tugged the line, instructed me to move closer to the corner. As I crawled there and began rubbing myself, she halted me, reminding me she hadn’t given permission yet. I asked if she would remove her socks so I could watch them. Rolling her eyes at my suggestion (or lack thereof), she said do whatever you want. She took off her socks, checked her watch, and announced two minutes were allowed. I started stroking quickly; usually, it takes me a while to finish. Throughout the process, my gaze remained fixed on her feet. When she told me only one minute remained, she added that she knew I couldn’t manage within the full two-minute window. Seconds after saying this, I asked if I could cum. She agreed, and I shot everything onto the floor. While ensuring all was expelled, she mentioned she didn’t want to watch me squeeze out every drop, so she attached the leash to my shoulder and exited. After cleaning up the mess and dressing again, I told her it went well; she replied sarcastically that it must have been fun for her too. Now we shall see where this goes.