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I can't believe that what I feel is really happening to me
Make it hurt
And point the finger at my insecurities
Well I guess I just don't understand about those complexities in your mind
And I guess I just don't understand why this world seems so unkind
Maybe just once I get what's coming to me.

**"Maybe Just Once" - Nine Inch Nails**

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Contest Entry for Sensual Dementia

She sat alone on the couch in her living room wearing casual silk pyjamas in a shade of emerald blue. Clutched between her hands was a mug of hot tea. Her eyes kept darting to the clock. She was expecting him home any minute. Neither of them knew how long his appointment would have been but she was excited to see him whenever he got back to the house.

The minutes ticked by like hours until she finally heard the car pull into the driveway and the door slam. He opened the door looking a little tired and a little pale. She kissed him in greeting and went to get him some tea as he stumbled up the stairs to the bedroom, wanting to change into his pyjamas. Once he was comfortable and had finished his drink, she perched beside him eagerly on the bed and asked to see it.

They had been married for fifteen years. Although not very religious, she had saved her virginity for him and had gladly given it up on the night they were wed. Never having been intimate sexually with another man and not being very knowledgeable on the subject, she had not known what to expect from sex in the long run. Through several talks with her female friends and a few with her doctor, she came to realize that the one thing bothering her in her marriage was their sex life.

He was the kind of man who would hit and run. A few times a week, right before bedtime, he'd kiss her, fondle her, fuck her and, after he was done, he'd roll over and go to sleep. It was the same routine every single time. She came to dread it and often made up excuses for her not being "in the mood". Her avoidance of sex began to take a toll on the rest of their marriage. He became cranky and she would retaliate with complaints of her own, neither of them wanting to talk about the issue at hand or admit their faults. It got to the point where they would only talk to each other when necessary.

She worked in the online department for a small company and so was quite internet-savvy. One day, while online at home and searching the Web for possible solutions for her sex life, she came upon the journal of a man who wrote about his experiences with chastity during his marriage. Wheels turned in her head and she immediately began research into the world of male chastity belts.

Again she asked him if she could see it. He smiled and didn't react immediately, teasing her. She pressed for details asking how it went and apologizing for being unable to go with him since she had had an important meeting earlier that afternoon. He told her that it had been gruelling and took more out of him than he thought it would but he was glad that he had gotten it done.

Gently, her fingers pried at the buttons on his pyjama top. She slipped the fabric apart revealing his chest. There was a taped patch of gauze slightly above his pectoral muscle directly over his heart. He peeled the gauze away to reveal raw skin bearing a brand new tattoo in the shape of a key. His eyes darted up to meet hers and they shared a smile. The shape of the key represented in his tattoo was an exact ink replica of the key she wore on a chain around her neck. He reached out to her key, making it dangle along the delicate silver chain he had bought her for her birthday one year. If only he had known that this was what she had intended to hang on it.

It had taken her months and months of communicating what it was she needed from him for him to finally agree to give the cage a try. It had been five years since they had originally agreed to try it and she had never been happier. He was sweet and loving towards her and attended to her every need and desire. Because he treated her with such amazing respect, she reciprocated and their marriage had flourished. She began to love sex as much as any person could and loved it even more so when she was fully naked except for the key around her neck. When she decided she wanted sex, she liked to make sure she was on top so his eyes faced directly at that silver key in a constant reminder of where he would end up: under her control.

Although it's not sexual or goes into much detail, what I wanted to show in this story was that, even though the husband is under lock & key, the couple are still just normal people in a normal marriage. She is not a sadistic Domme and he is not a submissive. They are just two people who looked to a chastity belt as a way to help their marriage. Luckily, it worked.

Digger, this contest thing is a good idea. It gave me something to write about! And, to think, I thought everyone loved video games...
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