It started out as a simple solution to a longtime problem; weight gain. I had gained over 50 lbs. during the last 10-years and it was time to drop some weight. I had tried all types of diets and workout programs. Some worked for a while but as soon as I started eating normal again, (a regular meal instead of a glass of ice and some lettuce for dinner) I would gain back the weight I lost. As well, my will power was not very good. I’d stick to the diet and exercise program for about a month and then stop due to illness or work schedules. Once I stopped, it was difficult to start again.
My wife read an article about how to stay on track with your weight loss goals and shared it with me. The article said it was important to have many attainable goals in place to keep you motivated. A reward system that would reward you for reaching your goal. One of the suggestions offered in the article was a reward of sex. If you were able to achieve your goal of losing 10 lbs. then you would be allowed sex but until then, sex was withheld.
My wife laughed and said we would try this type of reward system because she knew how much I masturbated and if that was to be taken away, I would probably be more committed to getting it back. But how was I going to stop masturbating? Her solution was a chastity cage. She proposed that I would be locked up in the cage and she would hold the key. I would be challenged with losing 10 lbs. at a time. Each time I attained my goal, she would then unlock me and we would have sex and I could have an orgasm. Once done, I would be locked up again until I lost the next 10 lbs. This would continue until I lost a total of 50 lbs. at which time the cage would be removed for good.
At first I was a bit leery of having my junk locked up, but I really wanted to lose the weight and having an orgasm seemed like a pretty good incentive, so I agreed. We shopped online for a chastity cage and found one that was affordable and recommended for long term use. When the cage arrived my wife was very excited. She couldn’t wait to lock me up. She suggested I get naked a lie on the bed so she could get the cage on. I agreed but my cock immediately started to get hard. My wife noticed.
“It appears you find this exciting? Getting a bit aroused are we? Do I need to get some ice to get you soft?” she asked.
“Can’t we have sex before you put that thing on me? It could be a while”, I replied.
“Hmm… what if I give you a nice long hand job? I think you need to be tied down though so you don’t take matters into your own hands so to speak”, she replied.
I was fully erect and not in a position to bargain so I agreed to be tied down.
Within a few minutes, my wife tied my wrists and ankles to the wooden four post bed frame and I was quite helpless. We had experimented with bondage in the past, so this was not a new experience for either of us.
“There we go. Can you get lose?” she asked.
“No, I’m tied down very well”, I replied.
My wife went to the bathroom and came back with a bottle of massage oil. Still fully clothed, she sat next to me on the bed and uncapped the bottle. She slowly poured the oil all over my cock and then began to stroke it. I was getting very aroused and close to cumming so quickly so I asked her to slow down. This might be the last time I cum for weeks until I lose 10 lbs. I didn’t want it to go by in a blink of an eye.
She told me not to worry, she wasn’t going to let me cum too quickly. After 10-years of marriage, she knew the signs of when I was about to explode. She stroked me to the edge of orgasm a few times. I was begging her to let me cum now because I couldn’t take much more of her stroking my cock.
She just continued to edge me over and over. This went on for a good hour and I was out of my mind with desire to cum. I begged her over and over.
“Please.. oh my God.. I can’t take any more. Please let me cum. I beg of you!”
She just smiled and stopped stroking me. My cock throbbed and was still hard as a rock. She left the bed and went to the kitchen. She returned with a package of frozen peas and placed the package around my hard cock.
“What the fuck are you doing? I need to cum! Oh God that’s cold!” I shouted.
She replied, “You’ll be fine. We’ll get your cock small enough to fit in the cage and then I’ll lock it on you. Being this close to cumming will give you that extra level of commitment to losing the weight.”
I watched helplessly as my cock continued to shrink. Once down to a much smaller size, my wife placed he cage on my cock. She fumbled with getting the pieces to fit probably but then alas she figured it out and I heard the sound of the dreaded click of the lock.
My wife had a huge smile on her face and said, “Holy shit I think I just came myself. This is making me so hot. You need to lick my right now.”
With that she stood up and stripped naked, jumped back into bed, spun around and backed her ass onto my face. “Lick my asshole and my pussy until I tell you to stop!”
I was still tied to the bed and my cock was locked in a chastity cage, so I didn’t have a whole lot of choice in the matter. I began to lick and she rubbed her pussy onto my mouth hard and rotated her hips. She came in a matter of minute as I felt her juices all over my face. But she wanted more. She said, “again… keep licking… I haven’t been this turned on in years!”
After about 30-minuted she got off my face, spun around to face me and laid next to me. She ran her fingers over my chest and cooed. “This was a great idea. I’m going to love helping you lose the weight.”
She untied me and told me to come take a shower with her. In the shower she was still very excited. I washed her hair and washed her entire body with body wash gel. I ended up at her pussy and she moaned as I massaged her clit. She came again and was having the best sexual experience of the decade. Throughout this experience my poor cock was straining against its confinement and trying to get erect but to no avail. It actually hurt as my cock grew in size but with nowhere to go. It was exciting, frustrating and painful all at once.
The following day was Monday and we both returned to work. My wife would send me text messages with pictures attached of her pussy. “Looking forward to this evening” is what the text said. When I arrived home she was already wearing a see-through piece of lingerie and looked fantastic. She said, “I’ve been waiting for you. My pussy is so wet. I’ve been thinking about you all day. How your poor cock is locked up in the confining cage and only I can let you out. That gives me quite a bit of power over you doesn’t it?”
I replied, “I suppose so but this was intended as a method for me to lose weight, not for you to control everything I do.”
“I don’t want to control everything you do. I just love being able to control you sexually”, she replied. “Now, let’s get you out of those clothes and tied to the bed again like yesterday.”
I wasn’t sure what was happening but I complied with her request. In a matter of minutes I was bound to the bed naked and helpless once again.
“Let’s get this nasty cage off your cock so it can have some fun”, she said. She took the key off her neck and unlocked the lock and removed the cage. My cock sprang into action immediately.
“Oh my, are we a little horny this evening?” she asked.
“God yes.. you got me to aroused last night I could barely sleep or work today. I’m so happy you are allowing me to cum tonight”, I said naively.
“Oh, honey there will be no cumming for you until you lose the 10 lbs. required. Then I promise to let you have a wonderful orgasm but until then we need to keep you nice and frustrated and aroused as possible so you keep to your diet and exercise program.”
With that said she produced the bottle of massage oil again and began to stroke my cock. I was beside myself with wanting to cum so much but she knew just when to stop and how to edge me to the very last second without allowing me to cum.
This schedule of teasing continued for several days. I was a pile of mush. I couldn’t think straight and people at work started to comment if I was getting enough to eat because I seemed to be in a daze at times. I would blame my behavior on the diet I was on and try to focus as much as I could. My cock could not get erect yet I felt so aroused as if it was erect all the time. I needed to cum so badly but the good news was I had lost 8 lbs. so far.
My wife was now weighing me each evening when I came home from work.
“Let’s see where we are… oh you have lost 9 lbs. honey. That’s great! You are doing such a great job and you are so committed this time! You deserve a special treat.”
This time she tied my hands behind my back after I stripped. I was waiting for her to unlock the cage but she did not. Instead she grabbed my cage and led me by my cock into the bedroom. She jumped into bed like a school girl and laid on top of a towel she had placed on the bed. As I watched she smiled.
“You are going to have a special ice cream sundae tonight. Ice cream, hot fudge, whipped cream.. hmmm.. you haven’t had any ice cream since you started your diet and tonight you get to have your pussy sundae. Yes, my pussy is the bowl for your sundae.”
She then placed a scoop of ice cream on her pussy. It immediately began to melt and drip down into the crack of her ass. She poured hot fudge sauce on the ice cream and then took the whipped cream can and sprayed a ton of cream on the ice cream as well.
“Come on, get to it before it all melts into my ass. You will clean it us regardless but I want some pussy licks first.”
I was slowly becoming her pussy slave. My face was between her legs more often than ever before and she loved it. She kept adding hot fudge and whipped cream to the mix as I licked and licked.
The following evening, when she weighed me I had gained back 2 lbs. due to eating all of the high calorie ice cream sundae.
“Oh, look at that. Back down to only losing 7 lbs. tonight. Guess the cage stays on another week or so huh?” she asked with an evil tone.
So fucking frustrated and horny I replied, “that wasn’t very nice making me eat that sundae. I was so close and you made me gain weight back. Don’t you want me to be thinner like we talked about in the beginning?”
She thought for a second and apologized. “You are right I got carried away and what I did was inconsiderate to you and our plan to get your weight down. I promise not to compromise your efforts again.”
I thanked her for that and she took my by the hand and we went to the bedroom. We laid there and just cuddled and she didn’t tie me down or unlock the cage. We just spend a nice evening together snuggling.
About a week later, I attained my goal and had lost the first 10 lbs. As promised, my wife unlocked my cage and I immediately mounted her and fucked her brains out, not once but 3 times. She was so exhausted and spent she commented she was glad that didn’t happen more than every 10 lb. loss.
This routine kept up until I lost all 50 lbs. But the chastity control had become so much of our life for the 6-months it took to lose the weight, we continued to practice chastity control and tease and denial. My orgasms are much more fulfilling when denied for several weeks. My only regret is my wife telling a few of my female coworkers. They know I’m caged at work and will tease me on a regular basis by flashing me their pussies or leaning forward at a meeting so I get a clean look at their tits. It just adds to the frustration.
