See Part 1 to understand how I woke up with a cock cage on me.
The first four days with the tube surrounding my dick were weird. I always had to sit when I went to the bathroom. There were a few occasions when my mind drifted off to sex and I felt the blood move toward my groin. But the sensation quickly passed.
The oddest side effect of the "chastity experiment", as I called it, was how productive I was. I worked at a company with about forty employees where women outnumbered men three to one. My boss was an attractive woman in her early fifties. She was a good boss - firm but kind.
At work on Monday and Tuesday, I was focused and cranked off three reports, caught up on all my reading, and planned out two big projects. I stopped ogling some of the patrons who came into our business. My boss made a comment that she liked my work ethic.
Even at home, I felt more productive, finishing a couple of small projects and doing a bunch of cleaning. I spent no time online, much less looking at any porn. I was more attentive to Kate's needs and concerns. I listened to her with more focus than I can remember.
Sunday and Tuesday, my wife insisted I go down on her. I licked until she had very strong orgasms. I was actually proud of myself. I was more attentive and seemed to be getting better at cunnilingus.
Wednesday night was another turning point in my relationship. Although I liked sleeping with my wife again, I was looking forward to being released from my cock cage. Kate caught me coming out of the shower after cleaning up part of the garage. She started to giggle when she saw my cock all locked up.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"You cock looks so cute and small, but also kind of handsome. Hold on a second," and she ran out of the room. She returned a moment later with her phone. Before I could cover up, she took a few pictures of me. She laughed more and said, "I should text these to Janet."
"No!" I yelled, "this is supposed to stay private." Kate looked at me funnily. "Please, honey, I would die of shame and embarrassment."
"Shame and embarrassment, huh?" She snickered, "Well maybe I can arrange for something worse than sending pictures to my best friend."
"Worse? What can be worse?"
"You know how you always wanted to go down to that nude beach south of Springfield? Well, maybe will go this weekend. You can parade around in your cock cage," my wife said in glee. "I'd tell everyone you were being punished for jerking off too much."
Even though I should have been repulsed and upset over what she said, somehow, I found it turned me on. Maybe I really was a submissive. Why would I let my wife put me in a cock cage? Why would I not try to bust out right away? Why was I being turned on by being teased with being humiliated in public? Blood started to engorge my dick and it twitched upwards.
Of course, my wife saw it immediately. She smiled wickedly, "This is actually turning you on, isn't it?" I didn't answer but merely looked at the ground. "You like the idea of public humiliation. I never knew you were such a kinky boy," she said with a snicker. "Maybe I should parade you out other places. Doesn't our town have one of those nude bike rides in a few months? Or maybe I should make you go work out at the gym and take a shower and sauna. They have those gang showers, right?"
My dick continued to try to get hard. All this sex talk made me excited. I turned on but surprised at my reaction to Kate's tauntings.
"This is fun teasing you. I don't know about you, but I've been doing a lot of thinking about sex over the last few days. Normally, I don't, but putting you in that chastity cage has given me a lot to ponder. I was talking things over with Janet at lunch, and she said that I seem to be into domination. I'd never thought about it, but I think she is right. I like being in control. Maybe that's what I needed all along was to be in control of you, instead of vice-versa."
"You think I was in control of you?" I asked.
"Sort of. We had sex when you wanted, the way you wanted. Maybe I would have liked sex more if I was in charge of the how and when."
I complained, "But I always gave you the options."
She replied, "It never felt that way." There was a long silence afterward.
My wife shook her head as if to clear it. Her attention returned to my encased dick. "What else can I do to tease you? I know, let me get on some lingerie for you." She went to her dresser and pulled out a few items. "Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back," and she dashed in the bathroom.
Two minutes later, Kate reappeared wearing a see-through push-up bra, and some frilly underwear. My wife's tits were big and my favorite part of her body. But this bra made them look awesome and even bigger.
"I don't know why I don't wear these more often. They are actually pretty comfy and make me feel sexy. Maybe I'll wear them to work tomorrow."
"But, hon," I complained, "I don't want others to see you like this."
