Doing It Wrong

When my husband bared his soul to me and told me his secret kink--that he wanted to wear a chastity cage and needed me to be his keyholder--I was more than a bit surprised. Oddly, this unusual request saved our marriage. It also sent us down a path of sexual adventures that I never would have guessed life held in store for us. And of course all along the way everyone told us we were doing chastity wrong.
As if that's a thing. This is a 57, 000 word erotic novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions of sexual encounters between adults. It focuses on male chastity, a female led relationship, group sex, multiple partners, cheating partners, risky sex, elements of BDSM, and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy. Originally published in five parts.
All characters are 18 or older. Excerpt:I didn't realize it until well after the fact, but my husband's confession to me was probably the bravest act he had ever undertaken in our relationship. It was possibly the bravest act he had ever performed in his life. We hadn't even been married that long. Seven years. Two kids. Two young kids. Check the statistics, that's when married couples tended to end their relationships.
A kid or two and having been in a committed, monogamous relationship for seven years. I could sense it. My husband and I were drifting away. As a last ditch effort Wayne presented me with a ring. It wasn't a fancy diamond encrusted piece of jewelry designed to keep gold digging women with their successful husbands. It was a simple stainless steel ring maybe an inch and a half in diameter. It had a hinge and a locking mechanism to keep it closed.
Needless to say, I was puzzled."What is it?""It's a chastity cage.you know.for my."