How Chastity Affects My Wife's Attitude

I’ve been in chastity long enough to know I want this lifestyle, but maybe not quite long enough to see how it holds up over time. (Those plastic cages have let us down a few times; MM Jailbird is coming soon—fingers crossed! Four weeks and counting!)

My main question concerns my wife’s attitude once we make the switch to full-time locking. Specifically, does she get more tolerant of those wandering eyes? Let me share an example: LadyD and I go for Sunday breakfast at our regular spot. The cheerful young waitress takes our order, turns around, and walks away. And there I am—a horny male pig—watching her perky little butt in tight black pants. Her firm buttocks flex charmingly as she moves, with a small pink smartphone tucked into the back pocket that pulls the fabric even tighter across her rear. Sigh!:)

Now, don’t misunderstand me. I do not cheat—not on real women. (I have my hand and porn; it isn’t cheating to me, though surprisingly enough, LadyD thinks it is!:shock: ) Still, like most guys with high drives, I really appreciate the female form, so naturally my eyes wander—for purely aesthetic reasons, you understand!:oops:

When she catches me looking, LadyD’s reaction ranges from mildly amused teasing (“see something you like?”) to genuine annoyance (“stop staring at her, you dirty old man!”). It depends on her mood.

To those of us who have been locked for a long time: Does your wife become more accepting of wandering eyes once she knows you are safely under lock and key? Does she even start teasing you by pointing out other women? Or am I just imagining things?

> You guys who have been locked long-term -- does your wife become more tolerant of wandering eyes once she knows she has you safely under lock and key? Does she even start deliberately teasing you by pointing out other women to you? Mrs. Twisted used to be *extremely* jealous, until I explained that the eye is naturally drawn to attractive things and it isn't just about being with another woman. Fine horses draw my gaze, as do certain fine cars too. I also made clear that wanting to experience desire doesn't mean you want permanent possession. Think of a Ferrari: if I had the chance to drive one, yes, it was fun...but there are many reasons why I wouldn't necessarily want to own one. Now that she knows I'm locked up, her acceptance has grown (I believe), and she even records the Victoria's Secret fashion show for me. She hasn’t asked; she decided on her own.