My wife knows that I play with chastity cages but is not interested in them. Once, however, we made love while I was wearing one. Paradoxically, with my sex trapped, knowing that there would be no erection, no penetration, no contact or touching of any kind on it, I felt completely liberated, I no longer had that pressing quest for coitus, for ejaculation, which often leads to and shortens the sexual act. By contrast, I also realised that I usually made love in more or less the same way, even lazily (yes, after many years of marriage, we don't joke around anymore), which made me feel guilty, but telling myself, to clear my conscience, "it will be better next time"...

(obviously, the next time was the same)


A second memory. We were on holiday by the sea. I was wearing a cage without anyone knowing. My wife decided to go to the beach and I didn't have time to get away before leaving. So it was with surprise that she discovered my "outfit" on the nudist beach we were visiting... It was also the first time that I was publicly exposed in a situation of "inferiority" (with a very small cage!), next to many men and couples in total freedom...

Being so constrained, I was not at my best. And yet... I have never felt so strong: I dared to show myself publicly with my sex locked in a cage...

Even if the situation was far from one of my favourite fantasies (being undressed and then exhibited, in private, in front of a smaller audience, like CFNM).

Later, my wife told me that she felt a kind of pride in "owning" me like that and that everyone knew about it...

(no, that's not us in this picture!)

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