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.

