Chastity To Keep My Friends
I’ve always known that my husband had problems controlling himself. It was obvious from the very first time I let him try to have sex with me.
It was extremely early in our relationship and I hadn’t set the ground rules yet. I gave him the chance to impress me with his sexual prowess and he just humiliated himself.
He ejaculated before be even got close to putting his tiny, little penis inside me. He shot it all over my thighs and I was just enraged.
I held his head down until he slurped up ever last drop and that was the first and last time I ever allowed his micro penis anywhere near me.
It wasn’t until later on that I realized I should have taken away his ability to touch himself as well. He almost ended up costing me my friendships with the people that I really care about.
A sleep over turned into a nightmare
I had a girlfriend traveling through the city and I offered a place to sleep for the night. She’s an extremely attractive woman and all of the guys around her always try to get into her pants.
I could see my husband looking at her out of the corner of his eye all night long. I can’t really blame him for that, though. Like I said, she’s an extremely attractive girl.
I just didn’t think he’d do what he ended up doing. I guess I just never gave it much thought and I really should have, given how little he tries to control himself.
I heard it before I saw it
We were all fast asleep in the middle of the night when I heard what sounded like a very weak man trying to start a lawnmower.
It was just that metered grunting that I’ve come to know so well. It was coming from the master bathroom that’s attached to my bedroom. I could see the light coming from under the door and that was strike one.
I never allow him to be behind closed doors. I knew that he was up to no good and I had to correct whatever was going on. I begrudgingly got out of bed and opened the bathroom door.
Caught red handed
My eyes focused on him just in time to see him shoot his tiny, little load out and all over my friend’s dirty panties. I could tell that he had been sniffing them while he jerked off just seconds before.
He was still bucking in orgasm with his eyes closed when I ripped him off the toilet and forced him down to his knees. I took those filthy panties and rubbed them in his face, just like rubbing a dog’s face in his shit.
Once again, I was forced to make him slurp up every last drop of his semen because he was completely uncapable of controlling himself.
I forced him to spend the rest of the night cleaning them by hand so I didn’t have to be humiliated by my friend finding her underwear sticky and crusty in the morning.
The last straw
That was really it for me. I couldn’t take anymore. I got a chastity cage the very next day and he’s been in it ever since.
That was almost a full year ago and things have gone much more smoothly ever since. He hasn’t been allowed to touch himself a single time since I locked him up.
He’s also much better at carrying out his household chores. He’s not disappearing every half hour to jerk off in a corner.