I am a loving, submissive slut wife to my husband. I call him Sir and he calls me whatever he wants.
My Sir has been out of town for work and he comes home tonight. I can't wait for him to return home because I am sure he will use me for his pleasure, which gives me pleasure too.
I've been his good slut wife in his absence. I am ALWAYS a good girl when he's out of town, mostly because I have to be. I have no choice in the matter really. Not anymore anyway.
We have a long standing rule that I'm only allowed to orgasm in his presence and then only after granted permission. So clearly I'm never allowed to orgasm when he is out of town. It wouldn't really matter if I wanted to orgasm now though because I am always locked up in my chastity belt when he's out of town. Yes, my needy pussy is locked away from my touch when he is away. He says it keeps me honest. And if I'm being truthful, he's right.
The chastity belt started becoming a thing about a year ago, as a result of my failure to be good when he was out of town. While I knew the rule that I was to abstain from touching myself when he wasn't around, I just got so fucking horny. I simply needed to orgasm!
The thing was he had been gone for an entire week already and I still had another week to go before he was back home again. And since being married he has trained me into needing sex all the time. (And before you ask, YES I agreed to being my husband's submissive slut wife. He gave me the choice before we were married and I readily agreed! So the first thing he did was to train me into being wet and ready for him all the time. I never deny him, unless I'm sick. That's the only denial allowable, which has to be declared up front and never when he's already trying to get inside me.)
So as a slut should be, I am wet more often than not. Kind of like Pavlov's dogs needing treats, since I am trained to need sex I am therefore always wet! Maybe now you can believe me when I tell you, I just couldn't help myself. After a week of not being touched, I needed it! My pussy was throbbing and achy. Besides, I didn't even think he'd know if I helped myself to some porn and rubbed one out. I mean seriously, how would he? And then I found out he DID know and I found out exactly HOW he knew too.
Upon his arrival home, I greeted him exactly how I always do. I was at the door waiting, naked, arms by my side, feet spread shoulder width apart. He used to have me on my knees and head facing downward. I'd be so excited to see him though I wouldn't ever stay that way long so he soon gave up on that and let me stand.
He walked in and he greeted me with the usual, "Hello my love." That was when I draped my arms around him and said, "Hello Sir. I'm glad you are home! I missed you so much!"
He asked, "Just how much?" and he reached down to touch my pussy where, of course, he found me wet. (Like I said already, I am ALWAYS wet and needy!)
"I missed you SO much Sir. Can I ride your cock to show you just how much?"
"No, you may NOT!"
"What? Why not? Sir, it's been a long time since you've had me. Don't you need me to love on you?"
"Well. I'm not too happy with you right now. Why don't you start by telling me," he paused for a dramatic moment, then said, "what is our rule about your orgasms?"
That's when I knew he knew. I didn't know how he knew yet but there was no doubt he knew. I dropped my head and said, "I'm sorry Sir. How do you know?"
"I had cameras installed awhile ago. I thought they'd be handy if our house was broken into, but I quickly found out there was another use too. I just never told you."
"I'm really sorry Sir."
"Too little, too late my lovely. But I suppose its not entirely your fault either. We have trained you into being my perfect submissive slut wife. So while I don't approve of your selfish act, I can see how you just couldn't help yourself too."
It was then that he put his hand to my chin and raised my head to force my eyes to greet his. He leaned in and kissed me then too. As he pulled back, he said, "It's okay. I know we need to get you some extra help Baby Girl. We will get that help for you soon enough so that in the future you'll be kept honest."
I didn't exactly know what that meant at the time, but I do now. That was when he got me a custom fitted Chastity Belt. It took awhile to arrive because it was indeed custom made to fit, but when it did, it became part of my norm every-single-time he is out of town and sometimes when he is in town too.
The belt fits snug and secure. There's no ability to touch myself when it's locked in place, which is why I hated it at first.
He would prepare for his trip and just before leaving he'd tell me, "Go get the belt ". This is when I'd beg him to not make me wear it. I promised all sorts of things, not the least of which was that I'd be a good girl. But none of that mattered.
He was undeterred, adamant and unrelenting. He would say, "You know you don't have the will power my sweet Slut girl. It's better if you just start accepting that you need this and give into it rather than fight it," which is when the belt would click into place, and Sir would secure it with the lock.
Sir always hides the key in our house before he leaves, in case I need it for some sort of emergency, where he'd then tell me where its located. In the beginning, I would be so desperate to get the belt off that I'd search the house in an attempt to find the key. I was never successful though.
Finally I gave into the belt and accepted it, the way he instructed me to from the get go. He wasn't ever going to change his mind and this was the new norm for me for sure. So I decided I may as well just get over myself and accept it. And accept it I did.
Now I must admit that I rather like it. It does indeed keep me honest. I no longer worry about trying to ensure I am his good girl when he's gone now because I have the comfort of knowing I can't touch myself at all. So now I've learned to just relax into my it and just know it's keeping me honest. Not to mention, I'm even more ready for my Sir when he gets back home again too. It's really a double win for us both now too!
That brings me back to today. Sir just walked in the door from another long work trip away from home. I just greeted him in my usual place at the back door wearing my usual home attire which is to say I have on nothing except of course, my Chastity Belt.
"Sir, I am so happy to see you. As always, I've missed you so much!"
