My Dearest and I play a game. I give the control of my penis to My Dearest, I have give her the right to decide when it is locked up and when it can be unlocked, she decides when we make love. My Dearest is the keyholder.

So does this mean I am constantly locked up, Giving pleasure to My Dearest while unable to achieve erection for days or even weeks? Only released when My Dearest requires the services of my cock? Then to be locked up again straight afterwards?

No, that is not the case. The last time I was locked in the CB3000 cage was on the 26th December. My family were visiting, as they do at that time of year. During the morning before they arrived, I found My Dearest waiting for me in our bedroom. With that lovely wicked smile of hers, she handed me the box with the CB3000 inside it saying, "put it on". So I spent the day playing host to my relatives, all the time my penis was confined in its cage. That evening after everyone had gone and we had cleared up, My Dearest let me out for her pleasure.

Since then the cage has remained in its box on the shelf. A couple of times she has hinted I be will be locked up that night but when I come to bed, nothing more is said.

So has My Dearest lost interest in this little game that we play? We don't talk about it much, but the times when we do, she says she gets a buzz about being in control and seeing "her" cock all locked up.

The problem is that My Dearest has enough on her plate. For reasons which are not relavent, she is regularly in pain at night and therefore has difficulty in sleeping. As a result she is constantly tired. When she goes to bed, fun and games is the last thing on her mind.

I know she doesn't mean to shut me out, she is trying to deal with her problems and I am powerless to help. I don't regret that she is not playing our game, what I regret is the reason why she is no longer playing.

So what do I do? There is only one thing I can do, wait. Be there when she needs me, step back when she doesn't. It's difficult but it is even more difficult for her.

Strange though it may seem, I feel as if I am being selfish when I regret that My Dearest doesn't feel like having some fun with me, especially when what I am suggesting involves my unselfish devotion to My Dearest.