Im sorry, my darling. I have a confession about last night.

"Oh, baby, I can see that throbbing in your cage, you're already so eager, so desperate for release, aren't you? It's been a whole month, and today was supposed to be your big day, wasn't it? But you see, something... unexpected happened last night that's going to change our little arrangement.

We were out, just Sarah and me, having some harmless fun, a few drinks, some laughter, when who should we run into but Jason. Mhmm, I saw that twitch, that little flash of jealousy in your eyes. We both know you don't particularly like him, do you? But there he was, charming as ever, and Sarah, naughty as she is, started teasing him about his... legendary status.

You should have seen the smirk on his face when he took my hand, baby. He was so bold, placing it right over his jeans, over that bulge that was so unmistakably large. Sarah just couldn't resist; she had to feel it too. And then, in that cocky tone of his, he dared us. He dared us to take him into that seedy bathroom stall, and you know what? We did. We were drunk, yes, but also so incredibly horny.

Picture this, my love: Sarah and I, on our knees, the cold tile beneath us, the smell of his arousal filling the air. We unzipped his jeans together, and there it was, that huge, throbbing cock, just waiting for our attention. We looked at each other, almost daring the other to back out, but we didn't. We couldn't. We were too far gone, too lost in the thrill of it all.

I wrapped my lips around him first, tasting his salty pre-cum, feeling him pulse against my tongue. Sarah joined in, her mouth working the base while I focused on the tip. We took turns, our hands exploring, our mouths hungry, our moans muffled by his girth. He was so big, baby, stretching our lips wide, making us work for every drop of his pleasure.

And then, he wanted more. He pushed me against the cubicle wall, my cheek pressed against the cold metal, my body aching for him. Sarah cheered him on as he entered me, his cock so much bigger than yours, filling me deeper than you ever have. He fucked me rough and hard, the kind of primal fucking that leaves you sore and satisfied. And when he came, oh god, he filled me up, his hot cum spilling deep inside me, without any protection.

I'm sorry, baby, I truly am. But you see, since you've been locked away, I've stopped taking my birth control. And there, in that cubicle, with Sarah watching and panting with desire, I realized that I might have more to worry about than just your denied orgasm.

And then, he saw the key, the key that you've been so eager to see, the key that holds your release. He asked about it, and I told him, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. It's your chastity cage key, and now he has it. He took it from me, and I let him, baby. I let him because he said he won't give it back until I become his cum slut, until I'm ready to please him whenever he wants, to be his to use as he pleases.

So, my dear, sweet, aching husband, today is not the day you get to cum. In fact, I don't know when that day will come. All I know is that I'm sorry, truly sorry, but also so incredibly wet thinking about being Jason's little cum slut, knowing that your arousal, your denial, is making this all the more intense for me.

But don't worry, I'll take good care of you. I'll tease you, edge you, keep you right on the edge of bliss, so close and yet so far away, until I decide it's time... or until Jason decides it's time. Who knows, maybe he'll want to watch, to see the look on your face as you finally get to explode after all this time. Would you like that, my love? To perform for him, to show him how well I've trained you, how desperate you are for my touch, for my permission?"