This chastity thing had gotten way out of hand. After two weeks locked up at the hands of your wife, you’ve found yourself becoming more of a maid then a husband, doing all the laundry, dishes, picking up your wife’s dry cleaning, while she spent more time in the gym chatting with the likes of Cheryl. Being brainwashed by Cheryl, you thought. You finally summoned the nerve to confront Cheryl, the one who has been feeding your wife stories about the benefits of male chastity, while encouraging her to stay strong, despite your objections, and keep you locked. You imagined that your visit would rattle her and she’d back down and stop feeding your wife these stories. Unfortunately, it did not go as expected. When you laid your eyes on Cheryl your mind went blank. You felt your little cock try to bulge within the confines of the cage. You attempted to spit out the speech you had rehearsed, but the words were jumbled. They made no sense. Her eyes seem to look right into your soul. In your head, you imagined you’d show up, put on some tough guy act, and convince Cheryl to leave you and your wife alone. You realized your knees where shaking and you stuttered and mumbled a bunch of gibberish. Cheryl exuded self confidence and you felt foolish. You suddenly understood how she so expertly convinced your wife to lock up your useless cock and take over your marriage. Foolish and weak as nonsensical words poured out your mouth. You finally managed to spit out the words you came to say – “Um, Cheryl, I want you to stay away from my wife and stop meddling in our marriage”. The words came out weak. She sensed your fear and growing insecurity. She snickered. When she spoke, she was kind but firm. Almost condescending. Her confidence never wavered. Almost as if she knew you were defeated.
“I’m sorry you feel that way, but I won’t sever my friendship with your wife. Instead, I am going to help her get obtain the marriage that she has longed for and deserves”
You felt your face going flush, but no words came to mind. You were frozen in fear before this powerful woman. She observed you, slumped, defeated, humbled, knees shaking like a scared little boy. A bitch if you will. Her face took on a more serious expression as did the tone of the next words out of her mouth.
“I understand this is not the outcome you were looking for, but it’s how it’s going to be – Is that a problem for you? Are you going to do something about it?”
She stood staring a hole through you. Waiting for your response. Are you going to do something about it? You knew this was a pivotal moment that would define your relationship with your wife forever. You thought about your options for what seemed like an eternity. You knew the answer and the next words you muttered would betray your manhood, your pride, and your little cock that you knew was going to be forever at the mercy of your wife. The realization that this woman had just totally emasculated you caused a shiver to go up and down your spine. There was nothing else for you to say.
“Well?”
Cheryl said in an even more serious tone :
“What are you going to do about it?”
You didn’t hesitate this time:
“Nothing Cheryl. I’m not going to do anything about it”
She said with a smirk that only served to further cement your new status in your head.
“Now that we have cleared that up, drop your pants. I want to see your chastity device”
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