"How do I look, honey?" my wife asked me. I quickly turned my attention from the television show that I had been watching and focused my gaze on Angela as she stood framed in the lounge-room doorway. My hungry eyes slowly floated over her a couple of times, from eye-line to ankle. "You look absolutely gorgeous," I finally told her. And she did. It was 7:00 pm on Friday night, and Angela had just finished dressing in prepa...

The heavy beat of the music thumped through my chest as Christine lead me onto the dance floor. We danced to one song, which then seamlessly blended into another. Tonight Christine was dressed in a thin, apricot-colored blouse, and a short, black mini-skirt, which displayed her long, tanned legs to perfection. Her black high-heels accentuated her shapely calf muscles, and I saw many guys glancing appreciatively down at he...

Angela and I didn't get a chance to talk about my lascivious dream until the evening after the next. We'd had visitors the night after I'd had my dream, and we had gone to bed very late and very tired. The next evening we were gloriously alone. At around 10:00 pm, and after we were sure we wouldn't get any more unexpected guests, Angela suggested that we head down to the gym and take a long relaxing soak in the spa.We gra...

Mr. Roger's round face beamed at me over his desk. It was a week later, and I was again back in the consulting room; I was still amazed at how rotund his head was."Everything's coming along nicely," he announced. I wanted to contradict him and say that everything wasn't cumming along nicely - I wasn't cumming at all. But I bit my tongue."So how's the prognosis now?" I asked him."Very good indeed. You're healing extremely...

My somewhat cataclysmic (but not unwelcome) descent further into subspace continued unabated. The knowledge that Mandy had, at the very least, allowed another guy to kiss her and to fondle her breasts made my stomach flutter. The fact that her elder sister now knew that Mandy could fuck whomever she pleased and about the slow demise of my pecker added greatly to the degrading thrill and sheer carnal humiliation that I was...

The stitches were removed from my manhood during my next consultation with Mr. Rogers, and he declared that he was quite happy with how my recovery was proceeding. There was still an angry red scar where the incision had been, but he told me that in time this would hopefully fade almost completely. Always the harbinger of glad tidings, he instructed to keep taking the medication that kept me flaccid so that everything wou...

Mandy did call Christine and explained that I couldn’t make it to the nightclub next Saturday, but that I was more than fine with Mandy joining her. Naturally, this new little twist gave me plenty to think about, and on more than one occasion I would begin daydreaming about what Mandy could get up to at the nightclub. Mandy naturally understood this, and she found fresh ways to tease me. For example one evening she modell...

November began warming up – literally and figuratively. The Saturday of my bi-weekly release duly arrived. That morning Mandy had gone to visit Christine, and she didn’t get back until late afternoon. Saturday night slowly drifted by, and Mandy finally unlocked the cage and suggested that I go shower. Fifteen minutes later, I was once more eagerly lying on our bed in a dark room, feeling Mandy tug my briefs down. I breath...

A week later I was once again confronted with the round countenance of Mr. Rogers as I sat in the consulting room. My previously swollen and bruised member had essentially returned to its pre-accident state - if one was able to ignore the seam of sutures on the underside - and Mr. Rogers told me that he was satisfied with progress. He asked me if there had been any problems - any unusual pain or difficulty urinating, and...

AugustMy cock length: 4 1/2 inchesLoss: 1/4 inch. The night for my August measurement duly arrived. Mandy unlocked the cage and I showered. Ten minutes later – and with my heart thumping - I once again ventured into our bedroom. Mandy was quick to get me hard, and I felt the cool ruler resting on my cock as my wife measured. She uttered a low chuckle – which could only mean one thing. “Jesus, how long now?” I inquired, my...

Angela drove as we made our way onto the Monash freeway. At this time of day, the traffic was relatively light. It was early spring, and the sun beamed with the promise of a hot summer. The first thing I told Angela was that I was going to be fine. The relief was clearly visible on her face. I then explained exactly what the specialist had said, including how long it might take for the wound to properly heal. I thought I...

In order to spare you, the reader, some time in digesting my little tale, I will attempt to compress the events of the next six months. The easiest way to do this is to simply write down the major events of each month in a kind of diary style and to add any other items of interest. ***** MayMy cock length: 5 1/8 inchesLoss: 1/4 inch Mandy's modus operandi never altered at all during May. She was still refining her methods...

I have always hated hospitals. Loathed them, in fact; the clinical aromas, the sterile feel, the gloomy atmosphere, the poker-faced staff. I would have given anything to be miles away from the damned place. As of this moment, however, I had little choice in the matter. I was ensconced in one of the consulting rooms in the labyrinthine hospital complex, lying on an examination table with my genitals exposed like a horizont...

Life, for the most part, was almost unchanged for the next five weeks. The new cage was noticeably tighter, but after a couple of days, I ceased to really notice I was wearing it at all, with the exception of being awoken by a raging nocturnal hard-on on a few occasions. As usual, a quick trip to the bathroom fixed this problem. I still wore the cage six days a week, with Mandy releasing me on Saturday nights for our usua...

Mandy and I were sat in the kitchen the next morning, drinking coffee. I had already showered and refitted the steel chastity cage (getting my wife to re-lock the device with the key dangling from her necklace). Mandy had arisen an hour earlier than me, and she soon steered our conversation to the fun and games of last night, obviously keen to explore my thoughts regarding her lascivious proposition to deliberately try sh...