At this point, I'd been dating my girlfriend for about two and a half years, but circumstances meant a lot of it was long distance. In fact, there was a time period when we didn't meet in person for over a year as we were on different continents. We'd talked about sexual desires, but, I did not bring up one of my biggest kinks: chastity. Mostly, because I did not know how. I went on long self-lockups by myself, with three months being my longest. Boy, that was a difficult one to deal with. Things changed a couple months ago.
By a stroke of luck, she got a chance at a university in the same city as me, as she moved in with me. It's been great, but as you'd imagine, I'd kept the contents of my 'sex toy drawer' hidden away in a corner. But when we're living together, secrets don't last long, do they? And so, one day I came back from a round of soccer with my friends, and found her sitting on the bed, surrounded by an assortment of sex toys.
To the onlooker, it'd be quite funny, actually. My lovely girlfriend, sitting with a bewildered look in the middle of the bed. A handcuff there, a ball gag here, a couple of chastity cages and a few keys, a vibrator, a dildo, and butt plugs. I, however, was horrified. How was she going to take it?
I decided to deal with it with some calmness. I laid down my bag, and I told her I needed to take a shower. Then without another word, I left the bedroom and took a nice, relaxing shower. I'm sure you think my mind was running scenarios and wondering how to deal with the situation, but really, I was thinking about nothing at all. I came out of the shower all fresh and clean, and then set down on a chair beside the bed. She looked at me, and the first thing she asked was why I hadn't told her about this. I mean, I bought her a couple of vibrators, it's not unexpected for myself to have one. But really, it was the chastity thing.
'How'd you get into this?' was her next question.
I don't really have an answer to that. Flipping through the NSFW part of social media, I'd just stumbled upon the concept of male chastity, and it was, shall we say, 'submission at first sight'. Since then, I've yearned for a keyholder, but have settled for a timed lockbox and some self-chastity games. I told her the same.
'I need some to understand this. You could have told me about this!"
That was all she said before she left the room. With a sigh, I gathered up my collection and put everything back into what was my designated sex toy drawer.
It was a good two hours before she returned. I was sprawled on the rug with my phone when she came in and leaned in the doorway. I looked up at her, waiting for her to speak.
'So, I read about this... male chastity thing. I'm not sure I understand why you like it.'
I sat up and put my phone down. 'It is the thrill of it. It is the feeling of being unable to act when I'm clearly aroused. That feeling is intoxicating, the extreme denial. Hell, when I first started this, once I'd put my keys in a lockbox, and with two days left on the timer, I got so frustrated, I broke the cage apart with my own hands! I can't explain to you, it's just a feeling like nothing else at all!'
'But you're not getting to the end, you don't orgasm, you're not even properly aroused. How does that work?'
'Ah, but eventually I do release myself, and then, it's just a burst! You don't know how many times I've thought of telling you, asking you to be my keyholder. I've longed to give up control to you, let you take all my keys away, and leave me helpless. Only you can let me out. Isn't that exciting? Think about it!'
She looked a little unsure about it, so I did not push it.
'Why don't we sleep on it? There's no need to talk about it right now. You can talk when you're ready.'
And so we did, we went to sleep, but the intimacy was missing. The following morning, I had an early day so I left quietly, and so I didn't see her until she came back in the evening. We had dinner, through normal conversation, until we entered the bedroom at night.
'I thought about it, quite a bit. And I think I'd like to give it a try, see how it goes.'
I could not believe it. Finally I was getting the moment I had dreamed of for years. The love of my life, was going to be my keyholder.
'Alright, don't get too excited. You've got to get into the cage, don't you?'
Then I realised, it was the moment of truth. She gestured towards the drawer, and I went and took out my chastity cage.
'This is the one you were wearing last? I saw there were a few different sizes, is this the smallest?'
I replied calmly, 'no, it's not the smallest, but this is certainly the smallest I've been comfortable wearing so far.'
'Well, if we're doing this, we'll do it right. Get something smaller than this, and you will behave like you are a submissive who wants to be locked into that cage.'
I was loving this side of her, so much so that I could feel my penis starting to harden. I quickly ran over to the drawer and picked out the micro cage. I went over to her and got down on my knees.
I held up the cage and keys in my hands, looked up at her, and said, 'Please, lock me up!'
'Well that's the point, isn't it? Also, I read that you're supposed to call me Mistress?'
That word made me so excited, and I said, 'Sorry. I meant to say, Please lock me up, Mistress'.
'That's better. Now get up, drop your pants. Let me see you lock it up.'
