Things got a lot more interesting at the beginning of this year, which lead to one of the best nights of my life. My husband came home from working late on a Saturday, this was not normal for our routine, and he had been especially frisky most of the day via text. To my surprise and delight, he had stopped at an adult store and picked up some new items for playtime. One of which, I could tell he was particularly excited and a bit nervous about…a male chastity device. To be honest, this specific activity had never crossed my mind, because at face valued it felt like this would only put our then mediocre sex life, in worst standing. I couldn’t have been more wrong, but it did take us a bit to get things figured out… He claimed that this device was going to give me the ability to “call the shots” in our love life thus making me the center of all things pleasurable. If he pleased me, then I could reward/punish him however I saw fit…also at my pleasure. His thought behind chastity sounded good in theory but to this point in our bedroom, my sexual satisfaction came largely in part due to my ability to please him. He was the center of all activities and not even by his own doing but because it was working for him and my personality, in our love life, tended to be a pleaser. During the next month of so, we took a few shots at it but it was just fun at best. He is now on his second device making adjustments as need and he’s eagerly awaiting his custom made stainless steal device for prolonged wear. Not fully knowing his expectation and being the pleaser I still am at my core, I set out to find others who have forged this path…no need to recreate the wheel, right? I found lots of talk about respect and rules and dos and don’t but none of it made me feel like I was holding up my end of this new venture. I felt somewhat burdened and again, not by him but by my own need to make him the center. I should have probably mentioned earlier, in my day to day vanilla life, if you will, I call all the shots, I get things done and I don’t take NO for an answer so this should have been an easy transition for me, it wasn’t. All things clicked and changed for me last night. Tuesday night we had another discussion about it and he reiterated to me all of the reasons he wanted to start this new chapter and to make me the focus…I had been feeling really overwhelmed by life and I ended up crying myself to sleep, the little sleep I did get. I woke up yesterday morning and decided that I was going to “let go” of all expectations I had put on myself and demand the attention he had wanted so badly to give me. Last night, what started out as a very innocent backrub slowly turned into a call and response between our bodies that left us both weak in the knees still today. As I teased and denied him, his arousal was heightened to levels I had never seen before and my body reaped the benefits. The power I willed, merely by edging him caged and then denying him release, was a chain reaction of what felt like electricity between us. He brought me to orgasm several times but the kicker was knowing that his ultimate pleasure hinged on my pleasure. It’s was intoxicating hearing him beg and moan to please let him cum, denying that release and them having him ask for more. There is nothing sexier than having him thank me for torturing him and knowing he wants more. He moaned himself to sleep…caged, horny and wondering what’s in store for him tonight.