Gene had taken off on a walk around the neighborhood to get away from Cindy.  He was afraid she would come downstairs, and their fight would escalate.  He was determined to stay away from home for a couple of hours to let her get over her anger and to let him deal with his disorientation from the sudden changes in Cindy.  Cindy was being the woman he had always asked her to be: sexy, bold, in charge, kinky, daring, and unpredictable.  She was more than he ever really hoped for.  Starting with playing out his chastity fantasy to her new exhibitionism, this is what he had been asking for in a hundred small ways for years.  But to go from a marriage that was getting a little stale, especially in the bedroom, to this crazy new kinky woman that appeared today out of the blue had him unnerved.  His dick apparently loved this new version of Cindy, but the rest of him was feeling out of control and wanting to slow down.  

He was also annoyed at himself that he had let her put the cage on him without talking about it more first, and he was even more annoyed that he could not seem to keep his dick from getting hard when he was around her.   Even worse, when she was not around, he could not avoid images of the new Cindy popping into his head including intimate body parts on full display at the supermarket, her provocative dance in the kitchen, her new bikini, and even the chastity cage keys between her breasts.  Even the image of her rolling the dice to decide his fate was a problem.  All these images and more popped up in his head uninvited, and they made his dick hard and gave him that feeling of fullness that made him feel he needed to get off.   The one time before when they played the game, he had wished she would tease him, but now he was overwhelmed.  He didn’t think the game should be so hard.  Should he be thankful that she had fully engaged in his fantasy or angry that she had just sprung it on him without time to prepare for it, although he had no idea what such preparation would look like?

And what was he supposed to do with all the changes in Cindy?  Who was this new woman?  And why did his having the cage make this woman with all her new kinks suddenly appear?  Had she really changed?  Would she change back to the old Cindy after he was freed from the cage? He was also convinced that Cindy would never have worn the skirt and t-shirt to the grocery store if he did not have the cage on.  His quandary was that he liked this side of Cindy, at least up to a point.  She was not overly modest, but she was, up to this point in their marriage, not daring by any stretch of the imagination.  Mid-thigh skirts and a small amount of cleavage were about as far as she ever went with clothing before today.  Was he too optimistic to hope that some of the new Cindy would still be there after the cage came off?