Read About The Curse: Be Warned

GREEN SWEATER

We found this green sweater in the thrift store. I loved it so much, I would have paid $250 for this and here it was for Ten Bucks. She tried it on and said it was not itchy like most of the sweaters I like her to wear. She said it was comfy and she was ok with the color.

 

Then she said, she wanted something special for buying this sweater.

 

We have one of my sweaters that I love to wear and makes me very horny locked in a box. I can only get the sweater out of the box when she unlocks the box but I have to put my chastity belt keys into the box and she locks it back up. We have had that sweater for a year, I still love it, and I still have not even been hard while even looking at the sweater.

 

She said she wanted another sweater in a box, But this time the sweater would be hers.

While that sounded pretty hot, I made it very clear I wanted to make love to her while she wore that sweater. So I would not agree to that. She was actually liking the idea that I wanted to make love to her in the sweater but she wanted something special for this sweater.

 

Her eyes popped wide open. “I’ve Got it!!” and she thought about it for a while. She then gave the sweater a big hug.

“OK, Whenever I wear this sweater you must make love to me THAT NIGHT while I wear the sweater.”

 

I accidentally interrupted with a yelp HELL YA and put my hand up for a high five. She ignored my gesture.

 

“As soon as we finish making love I will take off the sweater and you will put on your chastity belt and give me the keys for an undetermined amount of time. You may NEVER refuse, argue or try to bargain your way out of either the love making or the chastity belting. “

 

I found my self just looking from her eyes to the sweater and back again, not sure what to say. I was trying to figure out what she was up to.

 

“Also, if you are already in the chastity belt I can wear the sweater and then perhaps I will unlock you for some love making but I am not required to unlock you.” After a pause, “I might just wear the sweater to drive you crazy” and she moved really close so my heart would jump out of my chest.

 

“So what do you think?”

 

I was hesitating and I could not come up with a reason why. She could always have me in chastity if she demanded so that was not new. “That sounds so kinky and wonderful, I love it”

 

So off to the cashier we went.

She put the sweater on in the car. We spent the day shopping and had a wonderful day and evening and true to the agreement, we made love that night, I put on the chastity belt after I cleaned up and I woke up the next day in chastity. That was Sunday Morning.

 

Wednesday, I was having coffee, wondering how much longer I had to wear this stupid chastity belt. I was about to go to work and she came downstairs wearing the sweater. She wore it to work, she sent me several selfies during the day and I loved it. After dinner and cleaning the kitchen, I was given my chastity keys, released and We made love that night. AND per our agreement, I had to put the CB back on, give her the keys before I went to sleep.

 

Friday night I was ready to get this thing off me and have some fun. She said “No, I’m tired, maybe tomorrow” This was pretty normal. I have a bigger drive than her, she is happy with making love every 3-5 days and she can go a week without a problem, where I want it about 5 nights a week. I can go every night and frankly I’d be fine with every other day, but after two days, I am pretty dang horned up.

 

I stayed up late watching some action movies, and drinking maybe a little much and went to bed late. She got up in the morning and I barely roused. Late morning she came into the bedroom and said, breakfast was already cold and I needed to get up eat and clean the kitchen. I got up went down stairs and there she was in the sweater again.

 

At first, I was excited, she looked so awesome and I would be hanging out with her all day. I would get out of the chastity belt for love making tonight, then I remembered I would also be back in the chastity belt right afterwards.

 

That was going to be one week in Chastity plus whatever is next, even though I am getting out for a few hours every 3 or 4 days and I am getting satisfied, the reality is that if she waits till Tuesday or Wednesday next week, I will have been in the chastity belt for 10 days with just two tiny little breaks.

 

I decided to enjoy the day and not say anything. It was the right decision, we had a wonderful day and our session at night was probably the best love making we had had in years. I was very on point and she was super frisky and it was fabulous. But when we finished, I asked if I could skip the chastity belt. She looked at me and said, “We just had the best love making of our lives, don’t ruin it, we have an agreement and you promised not to ask such things” I apologized and put on my Chastity Belt.

 

Tuesday was the BIG DAY. Why would Tuesday be a big day?

I was having coffee and she came down stairs in the sweater she was going to wear it to work. Suddenly I was 50/50 between, Awesome we are making love tonight and Crap I’m staying in the chastity belt and probably for the rest of the week. I gathered the courage to speak and I said, “You know, you don’t have to wear that sweater to make love to me, you could skip wearing a sweater today and we could make love tonight”

She looked over with a surprised look that changed to a look that said she thought it was cute I was trying. She smiled and said, “If I don’t wear this sweater all day, then I don’t have a guarantee that you will be back in chastity when we finish and by extension I don’t have a guarantee that the ONLY TIME your thingy will get hard is with me. I love how we are making love lately. Besides, I have something special planned for Saturday and I want you in chastity and really horned up for it”

 

“Sounds Nice” I said, I mean what else could I say.

Tuesday night was again super special and perhaps equal to Saturday Night when she said it was the best we ever had. She really likes that green sweater. I guess.

 

By Thursday, my mind was catching up to things. I made a list of the pros and cons of what has been happening. On the Pro side: The love making has been awesome, we are doing it a little more often than normal and she is wearing more awesome sweaters. On the Con side: Two weeks has gone by and I am permanently wearing the chastity belt unless we are making love. Permanently wearing the Chastity Belt was never even close to what I thought I had agreed to.

 

She has always liked me in Chastity. She likes how I act, that I only get full excitement when she lets me out and it has become clearer lately that having that control seems to excite her drive and we are making love better than ever before. Over the years, in a moment of passion, she sometimes says she wants me in chastity all the time, but I thought that was just one of those kinky things you say in a moment of passion to push herself over the top.

 

I never envisioned her as a big time chastity mistress, so I decided that I was over reacting, we were just playing and it had only been two weeks. But Friday night made me think twice and she not only tricked me, but that Friday I accidentally made a huge mistake.

 

Friday we went out to dinner, she was not wearing the sweater so I figured as is normal, she was too tired on Friday after working all week. We had a few drinks out and when we got home she walked in and made more. And then she made another. And then she kinda stumbled in front of me and took my hand and took me upstairs.

 

I was so excited, finally this thing was coming off and I was not obligated to put it back on right afterwards.

 

She lead me into the walk in closet. She started making out with me to make sure I was fully frustrated and ready. Well, not really ready, but as I ready as I could be in the chastity belt. Then she said, “You know how you are always trying to get me to wear one of your big thick wool itchy turtleneck sweaters? And how I always decline and how you always say I am a sweater goddess when I do wear one. Well, I have decided that Tomorrow, ALL DAY I will wear ANY big wool, itchy, turtleneck, cable knit, fuzzy, or whatever sweater you pick for me all day long. Now I want you to pick very carefully. I promise tomorrow will be a day you never forget. Now I am going to go downstairs for a moment, and you are going to pick a sweater for me to suffer in all day tomorrow. Put the sweater on the countertop and be done by the time I get back in 2 minutes.”

 

She gave me a passionate kiss and left. I stood there for a solid minute looking at maybe 5 of my sweaters that I would just die for her to wear all day. I heard her close the cabinets in the office and thought she might be on the way back. I grabbed my three favorite sweaters and put all three on the counter. I thought it would be a kind gesture on my part to let her chose. Just as I finished fluffing them up and making my row of three giant turtleneck wool sweaters look great, she walked in the door.

She had a piece of paper in her hand.

 

She looked and said, “One sweater I said, I’m not wearing three sweaters, I will be like that little kid in the Christmas movie that can’t move his arms”

I laughed. “No No Sweetie, I thought it would be nice to give you a choice”

 

She laughed at the misunderstanding and she realized what a HUGE MISTAKE I had just made. She walked by me to the closet and grabbed a pen off the dresser and made a quick change to the piece of paper. She came back, put the paper on top of the sweaters and said THANK YOU and started kissing me and touching me so passionately I thought I would break the chastity cage.

 

After a few minutes, she stopped and said, “I want more of this, I love this, I have never been happier in my life” She stepped back and said “I want you to read this, then read it out loud to my face three times and tomorrow I will wear one of these sweaters all day long” She handed me the paper. The paper was typed and had some minor corrections by pen, the first word was changed from This to THESE:

 

 

THESE SWEATERS ARE NOW PART OF THE GREEN SWEATER FAMILY. WHEN WORN WE WILL MAKE LOVE AND IMMIEDIATELY AFTER I WILL PUT THE CHASTITY BELT ON AND HAND OVER THE KEYS FOR AN INDEFINATE AMOUNT OF TIME.

 

 

I read it to myself first, then looked at her. She reached up under my sweater and started to play with my nipples and that drives me bonkers. She said, “Say it, three times for me and mean it”

 

I was drunk, I was horny and I said it. After I was done she gave me a passionate kiss and picked the middle sweater to wear tomorrow. She asked if she should hang out in it for a while before we turned in. I of course agreed and she grabbed the sweater and just before she started to put it on, she handed me the pen, and said, “Let’s be sure you remember your words, please sign the piece of paper and date it.” I just wanted to see her in the sweater so I did and never even considered I was signing a long term chastity contract.

 

Saturday, we went shopping for the raised garden bed we were going to build soon in the spring. The days were getting a little warmer and she was definitely over-sweatered. But when I looked at her, it was like falling in love every single glance. At one point when by chastity belt caught a rogue hair and gave me a pinch, I was reminded of the agreement. I felt better that after another 4-8 weeks it should be too warm for those big sweaters I picked.

 

Saturday Night was Glorious. Sunday morning at breakfast she started talking about the day before. She was saying how she now understands how I can wear those big sweaters when it’s not really that cold. Once you get warm and the sweater starts to breath your body is perfectly fine. She thought that was weird, but then thought about furry animals in the summer. By the end of the conversation, she was making me active in the chastity belt because she was making the case that she was going to be able to wear those three sweaters well into Spring and Certainly on cool summer days.

For the next month we alternated between twice a week and three times a week. All of the love making was awesome, the worst night was better than any night before. I was still very frustrated and when we reached one month of this I calculated that in the entire month I only out of the chastity belt for 10-12 hours total.

 

I got brave and one Monday night I noted that I had done an entire month and asked if she was proud of me for such an accomplishment. She cautiously said she was proud of me. However, she weary I might make a request to stop this madness, so she interrupted me: “I also think that we are ready to do something a different and I have something planned for next Saturday. I know you will be totally ready and eager to please me by Saturday because I am not unlocking you all week."

 

I should keep my mouth shut.

 

I got up early on Saturday and made her breakfast, I wanted to please her so much. The desire to please her and get out of this chastity belt for a week was intense, although I have to admit, my desire to please her was stronger than my desire to get out. I was definitely changing in my mindset.

 

While I was cooking breakfast part of my brain said: “She is going to come down in that green sweater isn’t she.” And when I thought it, my little soldier in chastity started to grow and I became very aroused. WTF, I want out of this chastity belt, so why is the idea of her suggesting that we are going to keep going is turning me on beyond imagine. What is wrong with me.

 

I heard the stairs creak and she came around the corner in the green sweater. My brain had a nano second to react. I could show disappointment to prove to her that I really want this to end or I could show passion at how beautiful she looked and effectively reinforce with her that I was happy with how things are.

Before my conscious mind had a chance to decide, a smile broke across my face and I was headed toward her arms wide for a huge and good morning kiss and a chance to tell her how beautiful she was. I introduced her to what was for breakfast and we sat down.

 

“I have champagne on ice for mimosas but in case we were going skydiving or something like that, I didn’t open it yet. Do our plans for today match up with a mimosa breakfast?”

She replied “Absolutely”

I started to open the champagne and popped the bread in the toaster. She decided to talk while I work, “Well I guess you are super excited to see what I have planned for today and why I needed you to be one week locked and super horny for the activity” I nodded and popped the champagne.

 

“You and I are going shopping all day long, I hope you have the stamina. The weird part is that we might not buy anything OR we might be done in an hour or two. The timeline, my hubby, is up to you.

 

Last Sunday when you watched the game I went to the mall with Brenda. We both noted that the spring fashion lines were in her words “very sweaterish”, there was a ton of light sweaters that were very fuzzy. There was crop tops that were both fuzzy and cable knitted. There were twinsets and even summer sleeveless sweaters and some of them were turtleneck. Can you imagine, I saw a fuzzy sleeveless turtleneck sweater for summer, and it was cute and current fashion.”

 

I winced and bent over as my chastity belt was causing me pain with this excitement. She new darn well that everything she was saying was exciting me beyond belief and she probably remembers when she asked to see my single guy spank bank, that there was a folder of turtleneck summer sweaters.

“How long this takes is up to you. I’m going to look for things I like and things I know will drive you insane but I’m still willing to wear and I’m going to hold it up and say: Can THIS ONE join the Green Sweater Family?” and when you say YES, I will buy it. When you say NO, I will not. Do you have any questions?”

Before she was done talking, it was clear. This was the big play to solidify her hold on the weird permanent chastity that strangely results in more love making and better love making.

 

This was my chance to stop this. All I had to do was say NO all day long and the weather would end this for me. But every moment I thought about not ever getting this thing off me the more excited my little guy kept getting.

I just smiled and said, “it sounds like a nice day” and that is all I said, I didn’t know what I was going to do.

 

Shopping was difficult. I was in pain; my little guy and my brain could not get out of arousal mode. Then at the first store she held up a stripped brightly colored spring sweater that was perfectly fuzzy. She could not wear that in the deep of summer, so I said YES. She was so excited I said yes, she came over and kissed me and said “You know now that you have said YES, you have earned a week out of the belt. Every other time you say YES, you will earn a week out of the belt. Now, I know you have a camping trip with the guys, a family reunion we are flying to, you also have that baseball trip to see a road game. So I suggest you say YES at least 6 times to get those three weeks out of chastity.”

 

Suddenly I was excited to say yes. She was buying sweaters for summer and I was getting out of chastity and I was as happy as I could be. I even tried to pick her out a fuzzy tank top and begged her to buy it, because it would have been number 7. But she said 6 spring and summer sweaters was plenty. She didn’t want me to have more than the 3 weeks off that I needed, plus she said she was planning on several Christmas in Summer days, where we turn the A/C very cold and she wears one of my big sweaters all day just to drive me crazy.

 

I felt like I was in sweater heaven.

 

Normally spring is kind of a sad season for me as I stop seeing ladies in sweaters, my wife stops wearing sweaters and my sweater wearing gets lighter and lighter till it’s reserved for cool nights and putting one on just for pleasure. This year is different, I have fuzzy, knitty sweatery goodness to look forward to all summer long.

 

On the other hand being in a chastity belt all the time except a few hours a week and sometimes only about an hour a week, gets difficult. There are always, pinches and tugs and sometimes when it’s hot, I get a little rash. It’s not really fun, but I have grown to think of it as more normal now.

 

About three weeks after the shopping trip, it was Friday Night. She was in bed and I was up having another cocktail. We didn’t make love all week because she was stressed about a work project. To make it up tomorrow was BIG SWEATER SATURDAY. We would make the house cold, she would wear my super thick black mohair cable turtleneck all day and night and the belt would come off Saturday Night for making love.

 

I was feeling irritated about being belted for a week. When suddenly I realized what had really happened.

 

Last winter she could have commanded me into the chastity belt and announced that our relationship was changing and that I was going to wear the chastity belt all the time unless we were making love. I love her so much I would have gone along with it. But she didn’t. Even though she always wanted more than anything else for me to be in chastity all the time, she would never have unilaterally declared it.

 

She loves me so much that she decided to set things up to force herself to become the sweater girl that I have always wanted. She took away my favorite toy for only herself and gave me what I wanted the most in return.

 

 

Done