Monroematic's blog post - "A cuckolds Journey"

"I think to myself"..."will my legs hold out?" They should be able to last as I've been here before...many times. Naked,My mouth silenced with a penis shaped gag,Standing in 6 in heels, Hands handcuffed behind my back and placed inside a specially constructed double door wardrobe closet with my genitals inserted thru a specially sized penal aperture designed to display my entire manhood,such as it is, on the exterior of the closed door.This closet faces the king size bed in my wife's and my bedroom . Two focal peepholes(the kind you might find in any hotel room to enable the occupant the ability to see a magnified image of the person on the other side of the door) were placed for my viewing pleasure,devilishly installed at a height that reqires me to stand tip toed in order to get the right viewing angle.This visual curiosity comes with a price,as it painfully discourages pulling against the locking mechanism holding my package secure to the exterior side of the the door . It is here I find myself,again,for hours, on those occasions when my wife entertains her lover. OH...I forgot one other component to my incarceration . A Bose headset is placed over my ears and is fed amplified sounds from a wireless wifi microphone clipped to the headboard of our bed that can transmit the sound of a gnat scratchin its ass. Well...here I am again...locked up waiting...sometimes for a brief period and sometimes occasionally for hours before the "action" starts. On one ocassion after what seems like over an hour...Mrs came by with an empty tall glass and advised me I should take the opportunity to drain the pony.

No doubt YOU are wondering How I ended up like this and why do I voluntarily comply with Mrs commands? Its simple...Three (3) words....SEX ADDICT and WEAK. Now, you must understand that these attributes have been part of my psychological makeup probabaly from day one. However several years ago...it feels like a switch was turned on and I became afflicted with sexual desire. Everything was seen thru the prism of my hardon and getting off. I visited porn sites on a daily basis.Learned about all kinds of sexually crazy stuff...chastity and chastity devices, cuckoldry became a fascinating turn on. CBT and vacuum pumping to try and improve the size of my genitalia.I became a consumer of sexual smut and felt no shame what so ever. As I became more and more addicted to sexual stimulation I decided I should try and encourage my wife to join in this awesome adventure. She was not immediately receptive but...unknown to me and learned just recently...Mrs discovered my cyber visits (computer cookies) to chastity and cuckold sites and apparrently that exposure woke up her dormant libido. I convinced her to become my mistress and place me in chastity to try and slow down my sex drive.This ,I believe worked beyond my wildest dreams.What was once a compassionate,mild mannered,professional gal...became my dominating Mistress and used my sexual addiction against me.Along this journey path Mrs sexuality came back to life and infact became one of her prime drivers. It was fabulous as she took command and control of not only my orgasms but also fueling her own sexual appetite that is hard to describe here with the constraints of time and space...but suffice it to know all that we did was to foster/improve her sexual satisfaction...I got bones thrown my way if..IF..I pleased her. The key was the agreement I signed while I was locked in Chastity..I must obey every request(make that order) or the game was over.Doing her bidding and concentrating on the quality of her ORGASMS was Job #1.

As time moved on Mrs decided that the CB6000S was not needed(locked continually for over 1 year) if I agreed to obeying her once I was released. She admonished me agaist masturbating and advised me I would be seriously punished. I agreed and I was on the road to the loss of personal freedom by gaining my sexual freedom of sorts. So here I wait for my sexual fix that only Mrs can provide.