I am very much at the start of my Chastity Journey and how I got to this point is quite complicated. The shortened version goes like this. Early in 2015 I became really interested in genital modification, in particular a meatotomy. The interest became an obsession and I gave myself a meatotomy in August. It certainly isn't for everyone, I used a scalpel on my glans which would terrify most men, but I loved the experience and wanted to take it much further. I knew I couldn't do that without my wife being part of the decision, so I showed her images of penises with meatotomy's, subincisions and split glans and asked for permission to carry out the mod to my own glans. Her response was that it was my dick and I could do what I wanted with it. At no point with what follows do I blame my wife. She gave me an honest response at the time with the information she was given, and meant what she said. I happily went ahead and carried out the mod myself. My wife did not see what I had done until I had very nearly divided my glans completely in two. Unfortunately she had not realised how negative her reaction to the mod was going to be. The problem is I absolutely love it and she cannot look at it, cannot go near it because it freaked her out so much. We have been together for 28 years, married for 25. She is my best friend and I would do anything to protect her from getting upset or hurt. So when I caused the pain she was in I am honest enough to realise I had a bit of a break down as well. It didn't help that We were moving to a foreign country at the same time, so stress levels were already elevated. During the period I was carrying out the mod I started a Tumblr blog that became quite popular. I posted videos and images of what I was doing and collected all sorts of images as well including those of men in FLRs, D/s relationships and of course chastity devices. The problem started when my wife saw one of the videos and was really shocked. When I realised how upset my wife was I spent a night really worried about what to do, how to fix the mess I had made. When I woke up the answer had come to me, Male Chastity. It suited our lifestyle, she was always the most dominant in the relationship, the one with the career, the decision maker. I like this and I work well as her partner, we work well together as a team. Submitting to her control turned me on and made sense, I would make reparation for what I did by literally handing the key to my sexuality to her. I would then be able to concentrate on her and her needs rather than continuing to be self obsessed like I had become whilst I was doing the mod. It would also mean that I would be unable to continue modding my glans. I was ecstatic when she agreed and I ordered my first device from Bondara.co.uk, a chromed metal device I liked the look of. When she locked me into the device that first time I knew 100% I had made the right decision, the click of the lock and the fact she held the keys was good. There is a lot more going on underneath this skimmed version of the events. We have survived though and I am really happy with how things are going. She is trying to get used to the mod, my glans will never 100% go back to the way it was though the healing has been considerable. We are nearly six weeks into this so we obviously have a very long way to go.