Chaste for My Dearest

Just another warning in case you missed the one above. This blog talks about adult stuff, so those of a nervous disposition, look away now!!

Our game of where My Dearest wife locks my cock in a male chastity device and keeps the key has not really been a feature of our life for the past year or so. Other things have been getting in the way of having fun in bed.

My Dearest has been enduring a considerable amount of physical pain. I'm not talking about emotional distress. This is the pain that makes you go ouch, but not only that, it hurts so much that she often has disturbed sleep at night, then during the day she has the usual toils of life to contend with. So in bed, sex and the fun and games that people enjoy have been forced out of our lives.

We don't talk about it much either, but we don't need to, we both know the reasons.

Last weekend, when we found ourselves together for a few moments with nothing else to do but chat, the subject came round to sex. My Dearest admitted that despite knowing that she shouldn't, she did feel very guilty that we didn't currently enjoy a sex life. I was wondering how to help her with these feelings of guilt. I said that I wanted to save myself for when she was ready, so I hadn't masturbated for several weeks. This in fact had the reverse effect and made her feel even more guilty. Then an idea came to me.

I suggested that I will voluntarily lock myself into my chastity cage and hand her the key. I would then be unable to enjoy any sexual gratification, even if I wanted to. I then went on to say to My Dearest that only she will decide when to unlock me. I will have no say in the matter whatsoever. The only condition being that when she did unlock me, she will loose the control over me and she will get a right good fucking. This would not be a point for discussion so she must choose with care when she unlocked me. Once we are both satisfied, assuming I perform that well, I will once again lock myself into the cage.

The main emphasis is that I am locking myself up voluntarily, that it is my decision and while locked she will be under no pressure to have sex. When I told her of this idea, her initial response was "you could be locked up for a long time". I assured her I understood this and that I realise that once the lock clicks, there is no going back. I reminded her that the pain that prevents her from having fun at night is not of her choosing, so if she has to live a life of enforced chastity, so will I.

So I am now locked up. She has since told me that she likes the idea of being in control. I don't think we will have many conversations about it during the periods of my lock up. I have decided not to raise it in conversation. The point is for My Dearest not to feel pressured into sex and frolics if she doesn't feel like it. If I keep reminding her of my predicament, it could make her feel guilty again. Which is how this all started.

This blog covers two subjects. tracking my weight loss and my enforced chastity by My Dearest, who alone decides when I am to be locked and when I can be released.

My Dearest lost interest in her keyholding role and as a consequence I have not been locked up for over a year. This means that I have not had the motivation to lose weight. I have tried to keep an eye on my food intake and exercise regularly, but my weight has more or less remained static.

Last night, My Dearest and I got chatting about what we used to do that we don't do anymore. That we have let our lives come a bit mundane. We didn't make any resolutions last night, but we both agreed that we should add a little spark to our lives.

We talked about my enforced chastity. I even weighed myself and found that my post Christmas body tips the scales at 181 pounds. When I was actively trying to lose 2 pounds per week. I had got down to 177 pounds. As the graphic above shows, my target is 154 pounds. Since I am taking our son skiing in March, I should really get back to losing some more pounds.

During our conversation I said I wanted to return to being chaste for her. For My Dearest to become my Keyholder again. I said I wanted My Dearest and only My Dearest to decide when I am locked and when I am unlocked. I said she could leave me locked for days, weeks, longer if she wanted. If she wanted sex, She would have the key to Her cock and once satisfied, could replace the cage straight away. I stressed she was in control.

I decided to tell her straight, we've done all this before. I know some women find the idea of keyholding difficult to cope with, so take time to come to terms with it. I think I know My Dearest well enough to know she would not be phased by me coming out with this suggestion.

As is typical of My Dearest, she didn't immediately jump up and demand that I lock up there and then. Neither did she say that's not what she wants to do. No that is not the way she works. She will think about it and perhaps in a couple of days, I might receive the instruction to lock up.

Or I might not.

It's been a long time since I've posted here. Mainly because there hasn't been that much activity in the chastity side of my life. My Dearest, has other things on her mind.

I notice from the site statistics that quite a few people pop by, perhaps you have a read, perhaps not. Anyway, hi there, hope you are all well.

I found a book on Amazon the other day about Male Chastity: A Guide For Keyholders. I wonder if I should get it as a little extra Christmas gift for My Dearest.

After an extended rest period during which I was not locked, I came to bed last night to find a small padlock lying on my pillow. Clear instructions that I am to lock my cock up in the CB3000.

I have now been locked up for 24 hours and I don't know how long I will remain locked. Also it am not sure if this is in connection with any weight loss. Due to other things going on, I have not lost as much weight as I should have done, though I am quite pleased I have not actually put any weight back on.

Another thought is next weekend we go off to the Med on holiday, I am now starting to wonder if My Dearest will let me out before we go. or am I going to have to stay locked for the whole two weeks we are away?

After a couple of weeks not trying very hard. I find that not only did I not put any weight on, but I lost 2 more pounds over the last week.

Oops! going the wrong way. I should consider myself lucky that it is only a pound, considering the lack of effort I have been putting into this over the past couple of weeks.

Must try harder.

This has become more of a weight loss blog instead of a chastity blog. I feel I am losing sight of why we are playing this game.

I stress again this is a game. A bit of fun and if either of us wants to step back a bit, it happens.

Without any words being said between us, that is in fact what has happened over the past few weeks. A number of reasons, I was getting tired of the constant effort to lose weight which was made more difficult by an ear problem that kept me away from the swimming pool (my preferred form of exercise). My Dearest was having a few medical problems that was keeping her awake at night. On top of this I was going through a particularly stressful time at work. Working everyday, often weekends too, away early, back late. All in all not a good time to be playing this sort of game. So it kind of stopped.

I’ve been out of the CB3000 for a couple of weeks now, My Dearest let me out after I had achieved my target weight for that week and has not yet handed the padlock back to me (when I am let out, My Dearest keeps the padlock until I am lock up again). I was more than happy about this, so didn’t say anything in case she changed her mind.

Last Monday was particularly stressful for our own separate reasons and I didn’t even weigh myself. Weight loss was the last thing on my mind and I don’t think I would have achieved the target weight. Officially tomorrow will be another weigh day, The best I am hoping is that I haven’t put weight on.

I’ve come out of the busy work period now but the ear problem is still with me though I think it is getting better. I am seeing the Doc tomorrow to make sure things are alright in there. Hopefully I will be able to start swimming again and make new efforts to lose the next 22lbs.

I am not going to give so much of the running commentary from now on. The graphic will keep track of things and I will mention if I am locked or not.

I am also trying to think of a few ways to freshen up this blog. To write about other aspects of being Chaste for My Dearest.

Like the new graphic?

Have missed a few weeks, but the weighings have been going on. My Dearest has decided to change the rules a bit. Playing catch up was proving to be a dit difficult, so she now says I must lose 2lb from whatever I weigh. Fail and I stay locked, but I don't have to catch up in order to be released the following week.

In fact over the past couple of weeks I've done quite well and have lost over the required 2lb. I am now back ahead of schedule.

So this week I have reached the halfway point. 22lb lost and 22lb still to shed.

I must stick at it.

Work and Easter holidays means I missed last week’s blog. I was weighed though. It was just I didn’t have time to write the blog.

Last week my target weight was 13 stone 3 pounds. Which was made more difficult by the fact that I had to lose 3 pounds from the previous week. The hated electric scales flashed up the numbers 13 stone 2 pounds, so I had overshot by a pound. Under the rules I was allowed release for 1 day, If I had managed another pound, I would have been allowed 2 days.

After the previous week’s weighing, I found out that even if I had reached my target, I would not have been released. I realised I could not take anything for granted. This time though, My Dearest decided my penis could be unlocked from its clear plastic cage.

My Dearest thought hard about how to manage the next week. Since I was going away for most of it. I was expecting to be given instructions to lock up while I was away. I was wondering if I could get away with staying unlocked until the day I came home. She wouldn’t know any different would she? In the end My Dearest decided I could have the week off. Her reason being that it was a reward for losing a whole stone since we started this game. I still had the 2 pound target for next week, so I couldn’t be complacent.

My week away I knew would be a challenge since I would be eating out every night. During the day I kept away from nibbling sweets and things and only had a light snack at lunch time. In the morning I often popped into the local Tesco supermarket for a mixed salad and some fruit to have for lunch. I also tried to exercise by taking a walk everyday.

By the weekend, I thought I had done quite well, though I realised that I would be lucky to go too far beyond the 2 pounds required.

Monday night arrived and I stepped onto the scales. The reading was 13 stone 4 pounds. Once again I had gone UP 2 pounds.

This was bad news.

My Dearest let me off being locked up straight away, but she told me that I should do so the next morning. OK that I can cope with. What I am really cheesed off about is that for next Monday, I should lose not only the 2 pounds that I gained but also the 2 pounds I should have lost last week and the 2 pounds I am due to lose for the current week. A total of 6 pounds. That is quite a target and not something I am looking forward to.

This morning I locked the CB3000 chastity device only my penis. If I fail to achieve the 6 pound target by next Monday, I will not be released and will remain locked for another week. As each week goes by, another 2 pounds is taken from my target weight. I will only be allowed out when I manage to get back on schedule. I expect that this time, it will be staying on for longer than a week.

Another week has passed. My timetable over the last 7 days has been that I had a little more control over the type of food that I eat, so I was keen to make an extra effort, to get a few more than the standard 2 pounds off. I was also able to find the time to get some extra swimming sessions too. This week I was confident that I would be OK.

Last week I had only dropped 2 pounds, so under the rules I should have been allowed just 1 day release. I admit to be getting a bit cheesed off with all this and so I wasn’t too unhappy when I wasn’t instructed to lock up again after the 24 hours had expired. In fact I had quite a few extra days of freedom. It was on Saturday night when My Dearest left the padlock to my CB3000 on my bedside table. Unfortunately I did not see it until the next morning. Whoops!

So with just 2 days and 1 night before the next weighing and almost certain release, I locked myself up again.

It was during Monday that I made a casual comment to My Dearest that if she wanted, we would be able to make love that night. She suggested that she might not let me out since I had been out for most of the week anyway. That came as something of a shock. We have the rules dictating when and for how long I will be let out, but My Dearest does have overall veto, and can decide to leave my cock locked in its cage if she feels that I do not deserve release.

That night, I weighed myself. Last week I was 13 stone 7 pounds, so my target was 13 stone 5 pounds. I stood on the scales and it displayed 13 stone 5 pounds. I had done it, though I was a little taken aback that I had not lost more. I decided to weigh myself again. This time the reading was 13 stone 6 pounds eek!

I then proceeded to weigh myself several times more, in order to gain some sort of consensus. On all but 2 occasions the results were 13 stone 6 pounds.

This is bad news. It was definite, I was not being released this week. My cock is to be locked for at least another 7 days. Also to make matters worse. My target for next week is catch up what I failed to lose this week and then lose another 2 pounds as well. So in order to have any chance of being let out next Monday, I must lose 3 pounds. My target for next week is 13 stone 3 pounds.

I am keeping a record of my weight loss since I started this game back at the end of February. Had I lost a regular 2 pounds per week, week in week out. I would be the same weight as I am now. So all the gains I made by losing extra weight some weeks have been lost when I failed to keep up on other weeks.

When I started this, I weighed 14 stone 2 pounds, and since then I have lost 10 pounds, or 5.1% of my original body weight. My Dearest is sympathetic, and says it is good that I lost 1 pound. She is still not letting me out though.