As this started as play for me the fact that I am here starting this journal is at best described as odd. Odd in a sense that I never in all my years thought I would find the idea of someone as beautiful as my wife/Goddess wanting to explore this area of play. Truth is play has turned into a life choice and now I am left wondering when and if I will ever get out of the device that now harnesses every sexual thought I have. Below is a brief entry that I started on my own. Since I found this site I figured this was a s good a place as any. Many of you have met me before on Chastitylifestyle as It's_to_late-probably the best screen name for what has become a situation that is too late to go back in. ;-) It started as a game and now it is no longer that. What was a dare and a thought that she would never has turned into what will she do next. Having held the keys or at least the knowledge of how to get the keys in the past I never fully experienced this level of frustration. Now as I asked my Goddess to hold the keys just one time for real, I found more than I bargained for. I wanted to see what it was like to not know when I would be out. The when has turned into if. Goddess has embraced the role and is so much enjoying her newfound power. Even as I type this, my mind is going crazy with the longing of her touch. I can see her smile and hear her devious little giggle in my mind with each and every breath I take. I can smell the scent of her body lotion with each passing breeze. She now tells me that she is enjoying the power she holds and is even more fascinated by the tease and denial articles she is reading. My mind spins with fear as I know of my anxiety now and it is with nothing but her little caresses that I experience any tease now. As she prepares me for the next part of a journey I thought I was preparing her for the irony is all to painfully clear that it is now the dominate one who has become the submissive spirit. My mind swirls with anticipation of when we will be together alone again. Will it be the time I will be released or will she yet introduce me to more experiences I though would never happen? As a very masculine person I would have never entertained the idea of wearing feminine clothing and yet it is now a requirement should I ever want any type of release. Just the other day I was ordered to pick out my own hosiery while with her. I cant phantom where this is going but yet I long for it to continue. Is this what others experience? Is this new life now party of a new destiny? Is the passion we share for each other now, more intense than ever before, a result of this play now become lifestyle? How do you keep on track in everyday life when every waking thought is about her?