Chapter 1 - My Cuckold Life

She knew she had me. “Let’s put it on now.” We watched a short video showing how to put it on and how to keep myself clean while wearing it. Within minutes, I was caged. She turned the key with a satisfying grin, slipped the key onto a long silver chain and put it around her neck. The key dangled in her ample cleavage and the sight of it so near and so far made my tiny clitty stiffen in the cage. It was tight but not uncomfortable. She had purchased one of the smallest ones that snuggly encircled my small balls and held what little I had securely inside the small metal framed cage. I thought we were done but she then produced a small metal tube. It was about 2 inches long and slightly curved. “One last thing,” she said as she lubed the tube and placed it at the tip of the cage. She smiled and gripped my cage firmly. There was a hole there which I had assumed was for peeing. She applied pressure, pushing the tube inside my penis! It was a whole new sensation as the cold steel slid inside me. When it was all the way in, there was a small threaded ball on the end that screwed into the tip of the chastity and held it firmly in place. “Don’t you dare remove that without my permission or I will superglue it in place and throw away your key. Is that clear?” she said in a tone I’d learned to obey. “Yes Ma’am” I meekly replied. “OK, I have to get to work. I expect this place to be clean when I get home.” And then she was gone. I normally cleaned the house and took some time out to stroke my tiny penis when she wasn’t there. I learned later that she’d installed nanny cams throughout the house and the chastity was intended to put an end to my secret self-gratification. It took a while to get used to the weight of my chastity and the ever-present tickle of the urethral probe inside my limp penis. But soon enough, I was used to sitting on the toilet and in time, it just became a part of me. On the rare occasions she allowed me out of my cage, it felt strange.