Anna and I have been married for almost a year now. I've always been excited by dominant women, and Anna is definitely a dominant one. There's a lot of attitude in a small package. She caught me masturbating over Internet pornography one morning. I thought she was still asleep, but she came into the office and caught me with my pants down. The picture I was masturbating over was a gorgeous blonde woman with a black strapon dildo.
"Oh, so that's what excites you, is it?" she said, while inspecting the image. She scrolled through the browser history, and of course, it was filled with similar images. "You know how I feel about you looking at pornography. If you're looking at other women, you're not thinking about me. From now on, you can only masturbate under my supervision."
"That might be a bit difficult to enforce," I ventured.
"No, after breakfast we're going to a sex shop. I saw some penis cages yesterday. I'll find one I like and you'll wear it henceforth. I'll keep the key, and I'll let you out once in a while to shave your pubic hair and masturbate. But you'll only masturbate with my permission and under my supervision. The rest of the time you'll service me with your tongue. Every once in a while I might let you fuck me"
After breakfast, we got in the car and went to a sex shop in a nearby strip mall. The sales clerk was a strikingly attractive woman of about 50. Her name badge identified her as Sharon. "What can I help you with today?" she asked.
Anna replied, "I was in here yesterday looking at chastity cages."
"Of course, I remember you. This is the husband with the pornography problem, is it?"
"Yes," Anna replied. "I don't know anything about chastity cages, so you'll have to help me pick one out."
"Well, the most important thing is to get the correct size. Too loose, and he can slip out. Too tight and it cuts off circulation. Come in the back room and he can undress and we'll find one that fits."
When we stepped into the back room, Anna undid the button on my shorts and let them fall around my ankles. She doesn't allow me to wear underwear, so my penis was fully exposed.
"You can undress yourself the rest of the way, dear," she told me.
I stepped out of my shorts, but left the sandals on. I pulled my tank top of and stood there naked in front of the two women. Anna insists that I shave my body hair, so everything from my face to my ankles is hairless. I felt a bit self-conscious standing there naked in front of the two fully-clothed women, but also very aroused.
Sharon held my penis with her red nailed fingers while she measured my flaccid length and diameter. The handling obviously got me excited, so I started to stiffen.
"We can't have any of that, now," she said. "We need an accurate measurement."
She went to the refrigerator and got an ice cube and rubbed it on my penis until my erection subsided.
"He's average-sized, about 3 inches, so this one ought to fit," she said as she selected a cage from a shelf.
She squirted some hand lotion on her palm, and lubricated my penis, then slid the metal cage over me and secured the device behind my testicles with the anchor ring. She pulled and twisted it to make sure it was secure.
"This model has the added advantage of a urethral tube. Pissing can be messy in a chastity cage, but the tube ensures a clear flow."
She lubricated a 3 inch long hollow steel tube with Polysporin and inserted it into my urethra. She slid it in and out a few times, rotating it as she sounded me with it. It felt wonderful! Then she inserted it to the full depth and screwed the threaded ball end into the head of the cage.
"That ought to solve the unauthorized masturbation problem," she told Anna, as she placed a small padlock through the tab, locking the device onto my penis. She handed the keys to Anna. Anna placed the keys inside her bra.
Anna brought out her phone and took several pictures of my imprisoned penis. She tapped a few buttons and texted the pictures to one of her friends. "I just sent that to my friend Julia," she explained. "Julia will be dying to see it in person!"
"Is there anything else I can help you with?" the clerk asked.
"Yes", replied Anna. "I caught him masturbating over pictures of women with strapon dildoes. That's obviously his fantasy, and I intend to help him realize that fantasy."
"Ah, yes, 'pegging' is the term for when the woman anally penetrates the man. I have some very nice dildoes here. What size would you like?"
"Not too big," I pleaded.
Sharon selected a number of dildoes from a nearby shelf, and Anna selected a slender dildo 6 inches in length, with a leather harness. Sharon helped her try it on for fit. My goddess looked awesome with a 6 inch dick! My penis swelled within its cage.
"Why don't you try it out," Sharon suggested. "I'll lube him up for you."
She reached for a tube of KY Jelly and bent me over the table. She squeezed some KY onto her finger and slipped it into my anus. She massaged my anus until I was well lubricated.
Anna slid her dildo into me and fucked me in the ass right there, in the shop, in front of Sharon. My face flushed red with embarrassment and humiliation, but I also felt very aroused. My imprisoned penis strained against its cage.
After she was done with me, Anna took the dildo off. Sharon handed me some paper towel to wipe my ass clean. I got dressed while Anna paid for her purchases and then we headed back to the car. Anna's cell phone chimed with an incoming text message.
"That's Julia. She's invited us over for dinner tonight. She wants to see your new outfit. She's invited a few friends over."
"Oh great," I thought. "Now I get displayed naked in front of my wife's girlfriends......"