I was 16 the first time I saw a male chastity device. It took me 3 years before I owned my first device and I instantly became hooked. After meeting my now wife, it took me 2 years before I could find the courage to come out to my wife about this fetish of mine. She is now my Mistress, my Goddess.
Chastity has been the pivotal kink that changed both mine and Her life forever, leading us to discover our true identities, fulfillment, and a connection with no precedents in our previously normative lifestyle.
Here’s how we did it, and how it worked for me.

Posted by: Austin Madore
My FemDom Fantasies And The Breakthrough
I have been fantasizing on FemDom for a long time before making it a reality for me.
At some point in my life, when I was in the company of a woman that I liked, I started feeling a different intensity that I have never felt before. I was admiring not just their physique or looks, but their attitude, the power that this attitude had over me, down to everything feminine that would create this feeling of intensity that would make my knees weak and my heart pump stronger.
Browsing pornography online, I discovered that FemDom was a thing; I though that I was strange, as most men seemed to want to celebrate the opposite act of domination towards a woman sexually, but I wasn’t after that. I never needed that.
I was after the overwhelming feeling of lust and emotion that I would feel when all my pleasure wasn’t in my hands, but in my partner’s.
Maybe, if you’re lucky…
Allowing myself to renounce the standardized role of the man who takes the lead, I felt like all the sexual sensations I was so aroused for, where even more powerful when costantly suspended on the “maybe” side of it. Knowing that my partner would “maybe” decide to unzip my pants, or maybe not. Maybe she would just giggle while gently stepping on my crotch with her toes (OMG).
This “maybe” factor was driving me crazy. The desperate need to have my body and my penis involved in the action, and knowing that she wanted it too, but giving her total power over my pleasure, was a mindblowing sexual revelation.
That’s when I’ve discovered the term “Mistress” and “dominatrix”, and also the fact that giving up control can go way beyond some light bedroom entertainment.
Discovering The Term “Mistress”
Pretty soon I made an account on FetLife and I started to explore forums and social media where more experienced people would share their lifestyle. I was mind blown.
While I was there fantasizing about being dominated and celebrating how much I loved femininity and womanhood and the power a woman can have over me, there were plenty of people across the US (and also near me) who were living this as a lifestyle!
I started following this couple, where he would call her “Mistress”. It wasn’t just a light sexual kink. She was his owner, she would be worshipped as a Goddess, and the dedication of his man to pleasing her was an all around pure devotion. Inside the bedroom, outside the bedroom, and beyond.
He was wearing a chastity device (a CB-6000 which I have also tried, but wasn’t right for me. This is also what pushed me to become a chastity device creator myself, but that’s another story).

And So I Designed The Ultimate Chastity Cage
I tried CB-6000 which was far from secure, ruining my chastity fantasy. So I tried accessories to make it more secure, Chinese Knockoffs (which sucked), and even the Holy Trainer, but the fit was never quite right. was ordered 2 times. So, I designed the only inescapable chastity cage in the world, which is also fully customizable, so that it would fit nearly any man perfectly. In time, we made a plus version, a mini, micro and even a clitty version for real sissies.
There, I understood how I felt and what I wanted to be. I wanted to be able to give this to my wife.
My wife and I always had a beautiful relationship, but aside from the attentions I was giving as a loving husband, and gradually spicing things up with a collection of sex toys for her, I felt like I always wanted to tell her that I didn’t want to jerk off online (or doing self chastity) having these fantasies, when I had the woman I wanted to call “Mistress” right there, in the next room.
But how to tell my wife that I was into chastity? How to ask her if she was even into it? Yes, we did play a few times with kink, and sexually that became our normality.
It was a soft Domination and submission dynamic between the sheets, but we had a very normalized life outside of those moments.
At least, up to that day in November.
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The Moment Of Truth. Telling Her I Wanted To Worship Her.
I couldn’t stand the dichotomy of having this dedication, admiration and worship feelings; and at the same time not being entirely honest with her. We had a very beautiful policy regarding “private space”. She could be doing the same thing, fantasizing privately about her stuff online.
But the truth is, I didn’t want that. I wanted to give her everything.
Let me tell you, finding the courage to do this wasn’t easy, and I know that if you are reading this article and you got this far, you are feeling the same way. I am also sure your heart is racing in your chest, because you can relate.
I decided to come out to her the day of our wedding anniversary (a little cliché, I know). We were meant to go out for dinner, but instead of being ready waiting for her in the kitchen, I prepared my confession letter (which you can also find here, if you need some help with your own confession), left it for her to find, and I was waiting on my knees next door. The letter ended with:

My Original Chastity Confession Letter, Personalized
“If this is not what you’d like from our relationship, please know I understand this, and it’s ok; if my confession is disturbing in any way, please let’s talk about it so that we can sort it out.
But in the case you also want this, then it would be my outmost pleasure and honor, to celebrate this step ahead in our borderless intimacy, and be allowed to call you Mistress, kissing your feet”.
When she arrived home, I thought I was going to have a heart attack; I could hear her reading the letter in the kitchen. I was sure this was going to be such a bad idea. I started thinking “What did I do! Did I just sabotage my marriage? Fuck!”.
But then the door opened. I couldn’t look at her in the eyes, I was so ashamed and afraid to have screwed everything up – so I was there on my knees, starting at the floor. Silent.
She broke that silence, by saying “so finally I can have the keys of that cock cage of yours for good, right?”. I almost barked out loud, I couldn’t believe my ears, and I said “Oh yes! Thank you! Oh wow!”.
“It’s yes Mistress, you disgusting, little horny pig!!”
I had an orgasm in my own pants, kneeling there baffled, and that’s how it all started.
Our Life, Back Then And Now
I’m smiling as I write down this post, thinking at how insecure I felt at the time about this all, and how I thought that was a sealed shut compartment in my mind that belonged only to sex fantasies.
Today, my relationship is better than ever, and the way every man into FemDom would want to live his life. All my day revolves around my acts of devotion to my Mistress. This makes Her happy and arouses Her, which arouses me so deeply, that my locked cock is always chubbed up or leaking in anticipation.
And this makes her laugh in a way she didn’t use to laugh; it’s a laughter of physical pleasure. And that makes me more excited, and desperate to do more to please her, because that’s what pleases me in a circle without end – Where I’m more and more aroused, and at the same time she has more and more power.
Surely chastity is truly an important part in our lifestyle, because while at this point its presence is more symbolic than needed for safety reasons (I would never disobey Her), the fact that the chastity device is in Her control, and that control grips all day and night around my balls and cock, makes this unity real. It makes it happen physically every second I’m awake, because I can feel the grip, the presence, the constant arousal.
So, for several years now my wife is my Mistress, my Queen, my Goddess, and my cock exists only as a tool in her hands to control me. And life has never been better!
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Absolutely beautiful story. So happy for the both of you!
Thank You for sharing
great story. i know the feeling syou described. unfortuately have only had one Mistress to serve and she is gone now
Love that! What a beautiful story and think each and everyone of us can relate to this.