Male Chastity Devices...I Promise Not to Tell Your Wife

For centuries, if hubby wasn't behaving, wifey just denied sex. It works until hubby finds another woman to satisfy his needs or until he just decides to pleasure himself.

All that is over now.  Now there is a male chastity device that prevents the wearer from touching himself or dipping his stick in another woman. Apparently, it fits over a flaccid penis and locks into place, only to be opened by the Keyholder, presumably the wife or Domme or whoever.

While I think it could be fun for sex play, it will never work as a fidelity protection device because you guys would all just learn to pick the lock......or to pick each other's locks, but that just brings us back to sex play, doesn't it?

I can see it now....a bunch of guys out at a club, all locked up by their wives so their night out with the guys stays that way.  They gather in the restroom, pulling down their pants and kneeling in front of each other one at a time, picking locks.  Within a few minutes, success! They disburse and separate, each going his own way in the club to pick up women. One who wants to remain faithful to his wife just rushes back into the restroom every now and then to jerk off, which he finds immensely satisfying. The others find some prey and find a place to satisfy their urges - the restroom, the parking lot, the cheap hotel next door. At 2:00 a.m., they gather again (so they all leave at the same time) and reattach the devices before going home.

It works great until one of the wives suspects something.  Maybe it was the scent of woman on her hubby's underwear.  Maybe it was hubby's moaning "Melissa" in his sleep. Unbeknownst to her spouse, she splurged on one of the expensive, high-tech locks that sends her a text message when anyone tries to open the lock or if the lock is ever more than 1 centimeter away from the device. For $100 more, she can have a GPS chip installed.  Why not? Now she really has him by the balls, so to speak.

The next time the guys go out, that wifey shows up and catches her hubby in the car with his dick in Melissa and his chastity device in his pocket. You know how it goes from there.  There's lots of begging. There may or may not be lawyers involved, but the word spreads fast to the other wives and their hubbies who swear they didn't know their friend was doing that. Soon, all the wives have the new locks, but it's only a matter of time until one of the nerdy hubbies figures out how to disable the text alarm and the GPS, and instead of just using it himself, he starts selling his fix to men everywhere, making enough money to buy his mistress lavish gifts and take his wife on enough exotic trips that she doesn't even notice or care where the money is coming from or where it's going.

The moral of the story? There is no device known to man that will keep a married man from cheating if he wants to.

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I learned about these male chastity devices on the Huff Post. Read more here if you'd like.