Time Locked: 21 Days 7 Hours

Monday

Prior to bedtime I was promised lots of boob touching however when it was time to get in bed with Mrs X she wouldn’t allow me to touch her breasts.  I was given permission to worship her bottom so I did, however I soon became restless and wandered to her feet she didn’t approve and made me stay with my face between her buttocks until the end of the programme she was watching on Netflix.  Once the programme ended I was permitted to suck her breasts and I did keenly I became very frustrated and then she started asking me questions to frustrate me.  Like “Would you like to be let out?”, “don’t you wish you could stick that into my pussy?” “imagine how that would feel in my mouth”.  This was maddening.  I was then dismissed so I rolled over and nursed my swollen cock in my cage.

Wednesday

Once I was summoned to bed I was ordered to cup Mrs X’s vagina.  I immediately did as I was told with the nearest hand to her pussy.  I started playing with me nipple as I held my hand there, I do this quite a lot now.  Since I can’t touch my penis when I am aroused I feel my nipple, when I am alone sometimes I use nipple clamps and then touch the end of my nipple as it makes them so much more sensitive.  I also enjoy it because it feels like a deviant activity and there is a thrill in succumbing to my baser nature.  After a moment of touching my nipple Mrs started chastising my ‘selfishness’ for touching myself pointing out that if I used my other hand to cup her pussy I could suck her breast.  I immediately followed her suggestion and started sucking her breast as I cupped her vagina.  I did as instructed keeping my hand over her vagina(without fingering or rubbing or moving in any way) trying to suck her breast in a was that would be as pleasant to her as possible.  After a minute or so I was ordered to lie on my back.  Mrs X then started to lightly stroke my balls while she asked me to tell her how much I’d like to cum.  I started to tell her but I think that I was being to whiny as she decided to put  the palm of her hand over my mouth.  She said to me that she knows how much I want to cum but she also know how proud I will be when I have a significant number of days in chastity like fifty or a hundred.  As write this it seems obvious to me how sexy this is but I’m not sure everyone would understand.  She is in my head, pulling my strings and toying with me.  She is being relentlessly cruel and every time she does something slightly harsher I become a little bit more smitten with her.

Friday

Due to a minor misunderstanding on social networking, Mrs X returns to twitter and announces to the world that I am to be punished for ‘being an attention seeking whore’.  I have been enjoying attention on twitter and I have been doing my best to grow my followers so that my dirty little secrets are exposed to more people anonymously.  So yeah I was kind of guilty as charged.

I was told to come upstairs and I was made to lie down on the floor and my wrists were secured to my ankles.  She then took some needles and used them to spell the word ‘TIT’ with the needles on my scrotum.  I was left like this restrained on the floor with the needles on my scrotum for what I was later told was 45 minutes while she watched Netflix.  I was uncomfortable so I occasionally had to move to allow circulation in my wrists so I shifted my thighs very carefully to prevent me from disturbing the needles in my scrotum.  She would occasionally stoke her foot against my thigh but that was the only contact I was permitted.  After her programme was finished she removed the needles and released me my scrotum was has trails of blood trailing across them.  I was then dismissed.

Saturday

It had been agreed in advance that on Saturday night I would become Mrs X’s sissy slut.  I took the time to get fully dressed.  I wore six inch heels, fishnet stockings, a suspender belt, satin bra and panties, a corset and a maids dress and apron finishing the outfit with a pair of elbow length gloves.  I also wore a latex mask to conceal my facial hair and a red wig.  After I did my make up I think the results were good.  I didn’t think I would look like a passable woman but I din’t want to look like a man in a dress.  I think I wanted to look like a third thing somewhere in the middle.  I think I looked good and so did Mrs X which is all I really needed for this scenario.

I spent a  few hours in my attire sitting with Mrs X where I enjoyed flicking my hair and feeling the texture of fishnet as I rubbed my legs together as I shifted in my seat attempting to find purchase on my platform heels.  eventually I was summoned upstairs to be pegged.  She told me to lie on the bed like a slut which I dutifully did, trying to emulate pin-up poses engrained into my memory from many teenage years masturbating to glamour models in magazines.  She then loomed the strap-on above me and told me that I wanted it and she expanded on that be telling me to suck it.  I shuffled up to it and timidly started to suck it.  She started pushing it into my throat making me gag on it.  After this ‘foreplay’ she told me to turn around and present my ‘pussy’ for her.  I knelt on all fours and shuffled back towards her ‘cock’. She then unlocked my cock and started to fuck me.  I was fucked vigorously, it hurt when she pushed the last inch in but I tried to work through it like a good girl.  While this happened she told my to grab my clit but not to move, no rubbing and no stroking.  There were moments where the line between fantasy and reality blurred.  For brief glimpses in time in my mind i was a slutty girl being forcefully raped and I loved how that felt.

Things initially went downhill after I was told to turnover.  whilst naked Mrs X has succeeded in fucking me ‘missionary’ if I pulled my legs back but we found it nearly impossible whilst i was restricted by the corset we wasted time trying to make it work and things cooled down.  Mrs X became frustrated and then just started playing with my ‘clit’ after only a few strokes i started warning her that I was about to cum.  I don’t recall exactly she said but it was a warning about what was about to happen.  She continued stroking my cock until I was about to ejaculate and then stopped. This is what is known as a ruined orgasm.  She said “you better not enjoy this” as what seem a abnormally large amount of ejaculate spurted out of my cock probably into my delicate outfit.  It had felt wonderful to be touched and I had been enjoying it but the second she stopped touching the pleasure stopped and since she stopped just before I came I ejaculated without orgasm.  It wasn’t painful and the sensation of ejaculating was slightly pleasant but there wasn’t any satisfaction or pleasure that normally comes with orgasm.  The amount of fluid I was passing seem more common to urination.  The only way I would understand how much semen I had produced was by the fact that she then collected it in her hand and dripped it into my mouth.  I was placed back into chastity and began to tidy up.

The psychological effect of my ruined orgasm was profound, once back in my cage I felt the absence of my previous frustration like I had been emptied but without any pleasure.  Mrs X having this ability has imbued her with a new sense of power and authority in my mind and I felt so much under her control.  I did not immediately like it.  I was awed but I felt weak and the post coital shame associated with cross dressing, anal play and being made to swallow my own cum had left me cold.  I went to sleep very comfortable in my chastity cage having being robbed of my desire.

Sunday

The post coital shame had worn off my the morning and I was smitten with Mrs X’s new found power.  I had a lazy morning cuddling her somehow feeling smaller that her as I told her how impressed I was her her being able to take my orgasms from me.  She told me that was good because that’s all I could expect for the next few months.  I was smitten.  In the past we have played BDSM games for an hour or so here or there and I have been in chastity for a day or a weekend here or there but usually we’d play she’d do bad things to me and I would cum, the end.  What is happening now is different, she is being cruel in ways I had only fantasied about and I am assured that this will continue for what seems like a ridiculous amount of time.  I am weak powerless and so happy.

That afternoon I took to bed with Mrs X.  She was watching Netflix (again) this time a terrible film called ‘scorned’ about a psycho bitch who is cheated on and then takes her boyfriend and his lover captive and tortures them.  This plot is something I have seen in femdom BSDM porn so naturally I quickly became excited and all the normal teasing began again.  I worship her body again and would pleasure her to climax with my mouth before she took her wand vibrator out and gave herself another orgasm as I sucked her tits.  My cock dripped so much in its cage.  Any drips that touched her I was ordered to lick up.  After she came I was smothered in her breasts while I calmed down.  Hopefully there will be more to tell this afternoon

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Time Locked: 15 Days 20 Hours

Wednesday

Mrs X is tired and once again enjoys not having to make excuses.

Thursday

Away, no play.

Friday

Away, no play.

Saturday

Away, no play.

Sunday

On our journey home Mrs X reveals the new plan.  I am to earn points in order to earn sexual rewards.  Doing chores will earn points which can be traded for rewards.  Rewards will actually be a random selection of painful and sexual activities.  I was also told that I am to be kept in chastity for around one hundred days.

After we had arrived home I unpacked before getting on with our days.  In the evening I am summoned to our boudoir where I am told to set a countdown timer for 20 minutes during which I am allowed to touch Mrs X. I am then told I am allowed to touch Mrs X’s right breast and bottom only but I may use my hands or face.  I immediately start sucking her nipple while clumsily fumbling for her bottom.  I quickly change ends and soon I am sucking her round soft buttocks. She then tells me to stick my face right into her bum.  I tentatively lick her anus knowing she generally doesn’t like it but feel unsure how else to proceed.  Immediately I am told not to. She repeats just show your face in. She then starts grinding her anus on my face and all of a sudden I am smitten with a new favourite game.  It was so dirty and degrading and made me feel so much beneath her. No am now rock hard in my cage and I feel an intense dull throb between my legs.  I change again and keen to use my remaining time well I return to the breast.  As I hastily lick and suck the nipple she asks me what I would do if I were allowed to. I reply “I’d eat your pussy” I think she was surprised and expected me to say that I’d like to fuck her but even after a week I was enjoying this game too much and I loved being her slave to be used.  I was then told that that would not be happening.  I then meekly requested that Mrs X hurt my nipples. It’s not my place to make requests but given the request I was confident that she’d oblige me.  She rolled over and pinched my nipples for a little she then told me she was going into all fours so that I could bury my face in her arse again. I enthusiastically did as I was told, once more feeling dirty and subjugated.  Soon she told me to roll over onto my back first reminding me that I am not allowed to lick her pussy before rubbing it’s over my face before she started grinding and rubbing her arsehole into my face.  She guided my hands up onto her breasts and once I was firmly squeezing them she began twisting and pulling my nipples.  She then allowed me to lick her pussy so I started licking everything that I was given.  She allowed me to lick a short time only before she once more placed me underneath her ample round buttocks as she used her wand vibrator to bring herself to orgasm within the 20 minutes allotted.  I then rolled over and tried to calm down for some time.

Monday

Aww, no play.

Tuesday

Aww, no play.

Wednesday

The first of my ‘Points Rewards’ was drawn at random.  Strap-On play.

I was summoned into the bedroom in the late morning and told to strip.  She was putting on and adjusting her strap-on.  I was to be fucked for eight minutes in whatever way Mrs X chooses.   Before she started the timer she applied some very deep red whoreish lipstick to my lips.  I was then ordered onto all fours on the bed.  She entered me from behind gently at first while she ‘got into the grove’ she then stated pushing against my hips harder and faster.  Eventually she told me to roll over onto my back and hold my legs back. Mrs X became more playful trying to fuck me slowly and quickly and asked me which I prefer.  I much preferred it slowly it was very sensual and I carried on preferring it until my eight minute timer is up.

Thursday

Away, no play.

Friday

As part of our plan is for me to be not only a chastity slut, but a sissy chastity slut I had a dress rehearsal.  I put on Stockings, Suspenders, Panties, Bra, Corset, Petticoat, maid’s dress and some six inch high heels.  I have cross dressed before with varying results both on how feminine I was and how aroused I was depending on how ashamed I was after the fact.  On this occasion, I really liked the feel of the satin fabric all over my body and how it is arranged in many layers, how it restricts my body and movement.  I particularly liked how high heels pretty much force you to walk and stand ‘like a whore’ (maybe it’s just me…).  Eventually I became very aroused so I threw myself onto the bed and started feeling myself through my clothes.  I really liked rubbing my stockinged legs together particularly because the stockings rub together and against the chastity cage and also because my 6 inch heels would catch on my surroundings making me aware of them.  Since I was in chastity, I started rubbing my nipples and my balls and perineum.  I think what most aroused me was how everything felt ‘nice’ and how I felt I was ’embodying’ my fetishes.  I love high heels and lingerie on a woman and somehow I became really by feeling like I was what I lust after.  The strangeness of the situation probably helped and I imagined the chastity did too.

Saturday

For my second ‘Points Reward’ I was given an eight minute baby oil cock massage.  I was obviously looking forward to it.  Mrs X insisted that I received my reward standing, she sat on the edge of the bed, unlocked my cage and started the eight minute countdown.  She then started to massage in the oil and it felt completely wonderful.  It was delicious but it was very slow and even as frustrated as I was I would never be able to cum at such a slow pace.  Mrs X’s demeanour was very sweet but patronising. She kept telling me that I was good and I deserve my reward.  It was slightly humiliating but very reassuring and I loved it.  Eventually my timer ran out and Mrs X forced my oily cock back into as soon as I was semi-flaccid.  I loved the act of being stuffed back in the cage it made me feel so emasculated and helpless.  I then lay on the bed waiting for the arousal to pass feeling frustrated but delicious.  Mrs X then put her arm around me and we cuddled.  I was very comfortable and in that moment I felt very submissive like I really was her bitch.

Sunday

For my second ‘Points Reward’ I was given an eight minute sessions of electro CBT.  I was ordered to attach my cock and balls to the e-stim unit whilst I was still in chastity.  Mrs X then told me to stand in front of her.  She told me that she really enjoyed watching my hips shake the night before and wanted to see it happen again.  She almost started but then she remembered to add a blindfold before she started the timer and gradually turned the levels up.  The pain gripped my balls first and then I felt it in my cock.  In my balls it was sharp and painful probably because the pad didn’t adhere to my balls very well due to the wrinklyness, the fact that it was unshaven and sweatiness.  The electrode on my cock was pleasant and the fact that my cock swells against the cage made sure the pads were well attached.  There were a few jolts on my balls (perhaps as the electro pads maybe shifted -I couldn’t see) that were painful but even the ‘pleasant’ sensation on my cock was strange and uncomfortable as if my cock was a vibrator vibrating from the inside.  I enjoyed the reward but I also was kind of glad that it is over.

Monday

Nothing so far… maybe later

Reboot

With little warning I have started another voluntary into frustrated sexual desperation.  I have had a replacement cage for a while but things were not right for us at the time to do this again (I wouldn’t have been able to cope and it stops being fun if you’re having rows all of the time).

Anyway with no further ado…

Time Locked: 2 Days 11 Hours

Sunday

After breakfast around 10:30 we retreated to the bedroom for some quickie sex.  I asked if she could tie me to the bed, this was a long shot because we hadn’t indulged in much kinkiness for a while. So the answer for no surprise followed by a big surprise.

“Well to be honest no, unless you want me to put you in chastity???”

As I said we hadn’t done any kinky stuff for a while, so this had come completely out of left field.  I thought about this for a second and jumped in feet first. I said yes and then challenged her to not be lenient with me.  I then rushed off to get the cage and then tried to ignore anything arousing while I tried to stuff my unyielding erection into the cage.  Eventually I succeeded and handed over the keys to Mrs X (which is what I will refer to my wife, lover and mistress to fro this point onwards – it is convenient, anonymous and sexy sounding).  I then proceed to start kissing and licking her bottom. She tells me to stay there while she take out her wand vibrator and brings herself to the day’s first orgasm.  I am frustrated for the first time in who knows how many days as I roll off of the bed and get dressed to walk the dog.

The day goes much like most Sundays go.  Save for my bath which I take with a side of pornography which I watch on my iPad on a stand next to the bathtub.  I am deliberately making it worse for myself at this stage and the feeling of my cock swelling in the cage it is still a novelty. I obviously enjoy the feeling of being sexually frustrated and unable to satisfy my urges otherwise I wouldn’t do this but will I still be teasing myself in a few days, weeks or months?

Eventually I am beaconed to the boudoir, Mrs X tells me to lie down and not to do anything. My face is pressed into her plump pillowy breasts and I am reminded not to move.  As she does this my cock swells in the cage and I fell delicious. I love to feel powerless.  She lightly strokes my skin with her fingernails as she eventually relents and tells me to suck one of her nipples gently.  I gratefully suck her nipple, as I do this she take my hand and puts it down the front of her panties.  “Don’t move, just keep it there” she reminds me.  I start sucking her nipple much more enthusiastically. She tells me to start sucking the other nipple.  As I do this she starts rubbing one of my fingers in the soft fleshy grove of her pussy.  It is hot and wet and the only thing that stops me from furiously rubbing away at it is how aroused I am by the situation.  I am then instructed to place my face in her crotch and wait.  After gracelessly stumbling onto my knees and then lying down between her legs, my nose sits on her pubic bone smelling her scent.  The moistness of her panties is soaking into my beard.  I am conflicted, I want nothing more than to rip the panties away and start lapping away at her vagina like a thirsty dog, however I am so enthralled by the feeling of being controlled that I am in for the ride regardless of how it plays out.  Eventually I am told to lick and I do so dutifully keen to impress with my enthusiasm and skill (perhaps I flatter myself but I’m a pretty good pussy eater) and she soon cums.  She rolls me over on to my back and after she strokes my skin and teases my nipples (my nipples have been pierced relatively recently and since they have suddenly become so much more sensitive and usable as an erogenous zone).  She then straddles my chest pressing her hips down on to my head her labia once more under my nose.  As she grinds into my face she lightly strokes my perineum while she blows on my cage.  This is blissful and my enthusiasm is doubled.  Eventually she cums again and immediately sits up squeezing my head between her strong thighs to prevent me from licking further.  After this point my recollection gets a little hazy, I definitely do more cunnilingus and I think I pleasured her with my hand again, she definitely cums a few more times and I definitely don’t.  We both roll over and sleep.  Her more easily than my who is plagued my an erection that will not subside.

Monday

Monday night is follows a similar pattern to the previous night only Mrs X is much less giving.  She spends more time teasing and taunting me tonight, rather than making me serve her.  She talks about her plans for me while I am in chastity, how she is going to force me to be her sissy bitch(last time I was in chastity we experimented with cross dressing and forced feminisation and it was very exciting and edgy to me, it crossed a new line.  Since then I have been ashamed of that time until now when back in chastity it once more seems exciting.  It must be something to do with having my penis ‘taken away form me’.) and how she will make me climb onto her strap-on while she lies down and I will have to ride her cock (our vanilla modus operandi gender swapped).  Only near the very end does she relent and allow me to lick her.  After I service her, she tells me to climb on top of her as if I would if I were to fuck her, I do as I am told and she lies beneath me taunting me asking me how I think it would feel if I could fuck her and if I wanted her to unlock me.  She once more tells me to stick my head in her arse while she satisfies herself with her magic wand.

Tuesday

In the late morning while I am at work Mrs X texts me a couple of pictures depicting cunnilingus.

I reply after finding a few to send back which was a fun distraction from my work and reminded me that I am wearing the cage.  I am most excited by the fact that she is thinking about my new high pussy diet and wanted to tantalise me a little. Delicious.  Tonight we are both tired so I am informed that I will not be getting any play.  I could use the sleep but I would love to be crammed into one of her orifices or sucking one of her round bits.  It’s not up to me anyway so I guess I’ll catch up on my sleep.

It was all going so well…

Okay so my little chastity experiment is now on hold. My chastity device is broken. I spent Saturday night being dressed up in a bra and panties and fucked with an eight inch strap-on. Which was interesting, I’ve not been dressed as a girl that much and we are pushing it in that direction now, which is weird but I’m finding it interesting. When it was time to remove my cage for some teasing one of the little white pins broke off. I could probably glue it back but it might a) not stick, or b) stick too well. So I am now in the market for a new device. This setback is annoying because I was enjoying the game but it does give me chance to re-evaluate everything and re-start from a ideal footing with hopefully a more comfortable, hygienic and secure device. It may also give me chance to set some rules and specifics of my confinement with my mistress.

Time Locked: 9 Days 19 Hours

I’ve been locked in chastity for 9 days 19 hours so far if I had to describe how I feel about chastity in one word it would be Challenging

Okay to bring it all up to date:-

Thursday Night
On Thursday afternoon I received a text from my mistress/wife informing me that she had started her period.  So this could be a mixed bag.  She does sometimes get very horny on her period but since I most love eating her pussy I will either be in for a very filthy time or some denial where I am not even allowed to touch.  In this case it was the latter.  The upshot was that instead we had chance to talk about  some fantasies which was also very frustrating as even when I rolled over to sleep I couldn’t stop thinking about  the kind of sexual bliss I just couldn’t have.

Friday
I managed a pain free run as a result of betting supporting underwear.  Lesson learned.

That night at around midnight I came upstairs and watched porn while I started the first draft of this post.  Not surprisingly I watch female-domination porn which i quite verbal. Even while writing I listened to the domme’s put their subs in their place and occasionally stole a glance at the video.  I  literally watched the pre-cum well up and drip out of the end of my cock.   I felt powerless and frustrated and yeah I’m kind of a slut for that kind thing…

Saturday

In the morning once my wife was awake, I was indulged with a very pleasant tit smothering.  I couldn’t breathe but didn’t pull away from fear of being denied the privilege of being allowed back into her bosom.  I then started sucking her nipples, tentatively at first since I didn’t know how much i would be allowed to get away with until before being told to stop.  She then started to stroke and caress my pubic area around the cage, it was blissful.  She then counted to ten and stopped leaving me to calm down.  Which took some time.

That evening we talked over a fetish, we are interested I exploring further(see a future post) while doing a little internet research.  This was completely sexless and objective but still left me aching in my cage when I slept that night thinking about everything we discussed.

Sunday morning

No morning cuddle but but I did have an afternoon appointment with a harsh caning.  We had discussed how I had never been beaten so the marks turned from pink to red to blue to brown and we were aiming to remedy that.

 

When we had a few hours to ourselves to play I prepared the room and got changed into my latex mask and restraint cuffs.  My wife (who I will refer to as my Mistress in this context) secured my wrists and ankles to a pair of long poles called spreader bars.  The purpose of the poles to to keep my arms and legs outstretched so I was vulnerable and unable to move.  I was then ordered to keep my feel a few inches away from the wall and lean the top of my body against the wall.

 

She then laid out five whips.  A leather flogger which is quite mild.  A rubber flogger which is also quite tame. A Thick leather strap which is quite heavy and stingy. A perspex paddle that is around 18 inches long and a riding crop both of which have very different but painful sensations.

 

The game was this.  She would take each whip and give me a dozen strikes to the arse and a dozen to the back. So each stoke I was to count it and thank her. Then she would take the next whip and do the same.  This would be repeated until she had done two dozen strokes with all five whips.  That would be one round and another would start.  Over and over again until I begged her to stop.  Just to add to this fun a butt-plug was inserted into my anus.

 

I believe I performed quite admirably, I manged three whole rounds and got almost got through the forth before I broke.  Each time I called the number and thanked my Mistress for the pain my voice became more whimpery like a little boys voice would on receiving a spanking.  In the end when I broke my Mistress asked of me “You want me to stop? What are you?”, “I’m sorry mistress, I’m a pussy slave” I replied.  She then left the room for a moment and I waited for her still immobilized and slumped against the wall.  She started putting something onto my back.  She then stopped to take some photos.  After a moment she showed me a photograph of my back.  She had written “Pussy Slave” and the word “Ouch” twice with an arrows pointing the the large red and brown welts on my back and bottom.

 

She then released me from the spreader bars on my ankles.and turned me around.  She told the that I had done well and removed my chastity cage and started playing with my cock.  She put on a pair of latex gloves and removed the butt-plug.  She then attempted to give me a prostate massage which if successful would cause me to climax without genital stimulation.  This time she wasn’t successful but she did reach in front and with a few light touches she caused me to have a very thick large ejaculation.  This was wonderful.  I was then immediately placed back in chastity.

 

I was very pleased with the session,  I had done well and impressed my Mistress and I had been rewarded with a very pleasurable orgasm.  The damage to my back and bottom was severe but it left a pleasant tingling glow.  That night I was unable to cuddle with my wife (after the session ended she’s my wife again) bacuase the heat coming off my back and bum was making her uncomfortable.  That night since my cock was still locked away but I had ejaculated I had little sex drive.  This was particularly emasculating as I felt like I didn’t have a penis due to the absence of it bulging against the cage.  A feeling that I had become very used to.

Monday

When I went to bed Monday night I was given 15 minutes to please my wife.  Mindful of this tight deadline,  I sucked her tits and very eagerly (and probably clumsily) moved on to licking her pussy.  As I lapped away at her like an over-enthusiastic teenager she tugged back and forth on my chastity cage.  This was very pleasant and very sexual especial as I licked away.  It did however cause me to ejaculate whilst still in my cage while it was still in her hand.  This signified the end of the party.  I was told to get off so I rolled over and fell into a very welcome easy sleep

Tuesday

Following a discussion in the morning it was agreed that the standing punishment for unauthorized ejaculation would be five shocks with a cattle prod to the scrotum. The punishment was administered that evening and our cattle prod is quite a severe piece of equipment that I am scared of being used on any part of my body.  The worst part is I anticipate the shock and flinch before the shock happens.  My wife (Or perhaps Mistress in this context) loves this and always finds it hilarious.  This makes me more nervous and the punishment more severe.  I did take the shocks and it was enough to dissuade me from future unauthorized ejaculations.

 

I was then offered that if I rubbed my wife’s shoulders she would smother me in her boobs and stroke my back for 90 seconds.  This was a good deal and I enjoyed the sweet comfort I receive from her.

 

Thursday

Previous nights chastity was very uncomfortable.  I had a suggestion that the retaining ring on my chastity cage was too big so i asked my wife if I could have the key to change the back ring for the next smallest size.  When I removed the lock, my cock instantly ballooned to full erect instantly.  It did this before i had chance to remove the cage from the end of my penis and it became stuck.  As a result of this sudden erection or the previous nights soreness left my penis with a red ring of burst blood vessels around the shaft.  I then replaced the ring and couldn’t re-lock the device to the the erection I had.  The temptation to touch was immense as my erection was magnificent.  I am not especially proud or ashamed of my penis but it was definitely putting on a show.  It was incredibly sensitive too which probably only means that i would get about 7 seconds of pleasure before I earned another 5 cattle prods(I use cattle prod as a verb in this instance) to the scrotum.  I decide to read my work e-mail in order to calm my libido and eventually manage to get my cage back on (I did have to ambush my penis and put the cage back on quick as it starts to get hard again as soon as my attention turns back to it.  The ambush succeeded but the course mash of flesh in the cage had many swirls of color in it and was bulging out of the small vents in the sides.  Time to go walk the dog and distract myself.

Time Locked: 2 Days 14 Hours

I’ve been locked in chastity for 2 days 14 hours so far if I had to describe how I feel about chastity in one word it would be blissful

Okay to bring it all up to date:-

Monday
I still have problems with asking to try things, at home when I realise I’m too nervous to ask I say out loud “Okay, I’m nervous so I’m just going to talk”. I ask her if I could be locked in chastity that night, I had been thinking about it since our little play session the day before and I was tired of just thinking about it. She with a minimum of thought or fuss just replied “yeah, okay. I asked her to please be cruel and she replied that she would be keeping me in chastity for a long time and only releasing me as for her pleasure. We also agreed that I should probably have a wank because I wouldn’t be cumming for a while. I then went off to have a bath, had a very short wank(I was excited) and locked myself inside the cage before giving her the key. When I handed her the key she cheerfully relplied ” what’s this? Thanks”. There was no servicing her or teasing me that night, I just woke up at 01:40 due to having a very sore erection. What happens is that the erection pushes the cage forward stretching my scrotum. This hurts for two reasons. Firstly it makes my balls ache as they would when they’re pulled on. Secondly the skin on my scrotum gets stretched and pinched in the plastic of the chastity cage. It being sore while being half asleep makes me fixate on how it feels. As long as I’m concentrating on my cock I won’t go soft. Catch 22. Somehow eventually I sleep.

Tuesday
Wearing the chastity cage in work was nowhere near as distracting as I imagined. I know its there but I don’t find it difficult to ignore and carry on with my work. I’m not constantly horny. I do feel emasculated when I have to go for a sit-down piss but that’s kind of sexy. I had to consciously avoid adjusting myself whilst in the office but that small act of restraint aside it’s very manageable.

When I got home. I went for a run for 4.5 Kilometers(2.8 mile) after the first kilometer my balls started to ache a little bit but I wasn’t wearing decent supportive underwear. I read that you needed to wear well supported underwear when wearing a chastity cage and exercising, but I thought it was just because the cage would bounce about rather than cause mild pain.

That night I cozied up to my wife and started to feel her body. Very soon this turned in to sucking and licking and I spent a lot of time focused on her tits and pussy. I licked her until she had her second orgasm and then told me to stop. It’s really hard to stop. I’m pretty sure all the blood that normally resides in my brain was in my cock and I wanted to do was touch her and lick her pulling myself away was very hard. It’s kind of like getting out of bed when it’s warm in the bed and cold outside and you’re very tired and it’d be so blissful to stay. I think it took me too long and she was displeased with me. It sounds crazy but I actually asked her to slap my balls when she wants me to stop to make it easier to drag myself away. I’m pretty sure I’d enjoy it anyway and I want to be good for her and I need a little help.

I then went to sleep and had a much better night than the previous night.

Wednesday
The working day went much the same no discomfort, I did start the blog though so I clearly had sex and fetish on my mind.

That night was much the same, I was put to work worshipping her pussy, however she couldn’t cum through my efforts alone and took out her wand vibrator and finished herself up while I carried on licking her underneath the wand. She did sit on my face while she teased my by stroking her hair over my cock and balls and bowing on it. This was lovely and cruel. Once again I struggled to drag myself off her when ordered and got admonished for my disobiendince. I once again wished she’d spank my balls until I got off use to make it easier. Instead she teased me letting me feel her while telling me I shouldn’t she even said a few wicked things like suggesting I touch her anus with my finger. I don’t have a big anal fetish (giving anyway) I’d rather be fucked or fingered in the arse than fuck her in the arse but for some reason I found touching her little ballon knot so sexy, which made it harder to pull myself away. Thinking about it as I write make me think next time about sticking my nose upto it (Yeah writing this has made me horny again).

I then went to sleep and had quite an uncomfortable night but somehow I’m getting used to it. I kind of like being uncomfortable and frustrated in a weird way.

Today
Today I’m thinking about chastity so far about how it might turn out. I am loving it so far and I’m starting to become quite desperate ladies tennis on the television at work made me feel a little bit lustful and a few text messages from my Miss made things a little harder for me. She’s mean like that. I have been told that she has now started her period, which will make her extra horny and her breasts will probably be swollen to so imagine I’ll be sucking them a lot for the next week or so.

I have been told that she plans to keep me locked up for a “long time“. I don’t know if that will include unlocking me for tease and denial or if she might make me cum and lock me back up immediately after(I hope so on both counts) we haven’t exactly discussed the plan or the rules but for me that’s kind of sexy as I am (in real life) a bit of a control freak and I don’t even have the benefit of knowing what will happen. I hope I get so frustrated and desperate and rack up a respectable number of days and still enjoy it. I read on twitter from a female sub who after six weeks in chastity, her and her master just got bored with it all. I have also read about people who have done more than a year in chastity without orgasm who are clearly very much still. into it. Obviously I’d rather become the latter than the former but there’s no way to tell what will happen. It probably depends on the rest of the relationship but I guess we’ll see.

There are also two fringe benefits I hope I get to experience as a result of denial. Firstly orgasm through prostate stimulation. This is a win win for me as any prostate stimulation will only me me more aroused (Which I like, as frustrating as it is) and any orgasm will be very welcome. I’ve heard the sensation is different which has made me really curious. I’ve also heard that the prostate can be touched in a way that feels almost like an orgasm with no ejaculation or release. I want to experience all of this. The other is wet dreams, I have never had one events a teenager and I’m told it happens in chastity and it sounds brilliant.

A brief Sexual history…

I wouldn’t be interested in reading something from someone who has little knowledge or experience of what they’re talking about so I thought I’d explain how I came to be the pervert I am today and go some way to illustrate my level of experience in BDSM.

To generalise at this point I’ve tried a little bit of everything but would by no means consider myself an expert. One of the fascinating things about fetish play is the extremes people take things to and it’s practically impossible to keep up with the most devoted perverts. For example I’ve been whipped with quite a few different implements but I am a bit of a pussy, can’t take much.

I think I first became interested in BDSM (Bondage, Discipline and Sado Maschoism) through porn. I used to download a lot of porn just about the time people started to download videos from the internet a lot (For me this was 2002). I downloaded a lot of porn and as I would sift through it, occasionally I would discover the occasional ‘bondage’ video. Now, I am naturally curious so I was compelled to watch it just because it was so strange and I would even show my friends because some of the painful acts performed on these videos made ‘Jackass’ look very dull. I did however also start to have some stirrings over some of the videos for example the idea of being tied to a chair and given a blowjob seemed very sexy to me and it was ‘okay to like’ as there were no rubber masks and strap-ons. Although this was the first time I had been interested in this sort of thing I think the fetishes are very deeply routed in our culture. Heroes that are tied up by sexy dominant ladies (Catwoman, anyone?) are frequent staples of film and TV and outfits that I now fetishise were surprisingly common on tv (French maids, leather catsuits and uniforms for example) while I was younger so I guess that these fetishes had took root some time ago and were just starting to emerge. After a while I became more comfortable with this new porn and for the most part it was what I watched when I got the urge. There were still things that I really didn’t like. Some things were too ‘gay’ (strap ons or anal play) some things were just pathetic that someone would give up that much control (chastity for example) and some things were too weird (golden showers and piss drinking). I liked this kind of porn but it was a definite guilty pleasure. It was for perverts and I shouldn’t watch it even if I did like it and I tried to swear it off many times. Until I met my wife…

I met my wife almost nine years ago and although I dispute her version of the story where she makes it sound although I was a virgin whom she corrupted, she has helped me liberate my sexuality no end. She did this by assuring me that I didn’t need to feel bad about anything I liked and by being cool enough to try anything at least once. To clarify when I met her she hadn’t been into BDSM either in fact my porn watching experience would make me the expert. However she was a student nurse at the time and on the night we met she stuck her finger in my arse during sex, so she was definitely kinky. After a while I asked her to handcuff me to the bed and fuck me cowgirl style. I bought handcuffs and before we used them I thought myself to pick them behind my back with a paper clip(which eventually proved to be a useful experience, the time she forgot the keys) before we tried it for real. After a while we tried other little games, melting hot candles wax onto me, blindfolds, bringing food into it, all the tame stuff. We tried switching dominant (dom) and submissive (sub) roles but she didn’t particularly like being a sub and I didn’t much like being a dom. Then we started to get more serious toys and play some real games. whips, collars, dog leads, gags and masks began to populate our toy box. Anal play was something I was reluctant to do as it was obviously ‘gay’ to enjoy having things put into your arse however I was curious about it since the night we met and the fact that she was a student nurse made it somehow different than normal. Eventually I got over that shit and butt-plugs and strap-ons became par for the course.

Bondage was (and still is) for weekends where we had more time and was a bit of a treat for me. I say treat for me because, she likes it, whilst I LOVE it. It’s odd being the submissive partner in a BDSM relationship and the one who is keenest for it. This isn’t to say she isn’t into it but there is a lot of hassle and faffing about that she would probably rather spend just having normal sex instead. However I don’t think it would be as amazing when she is in charge if she wasn’t really into it, because it is amazing by the way. I think the trick with being a dom is to get into the sub’s head and she definitely knows how to do this to me. I don’t think you can phone that in.

More time passed and we tried more and more things, she pierced my scrotum, we tried ballbusting, she wore different outfits, shoes and boots, we tried medical play, we got a cattle prod (very severe) and eventually we visited a dungeon (Hoxton Dungeon Suite – I would highly recommend it) together. We hired the dungeon for a night and tried a lot of things, violet wands, electric play, some enormous butt plugs, dressing me in a sissy maids uniform leaving me in a latex sleepsack all night and pissing in my mouth. These were all new experiences and we loved them.

We also probably conceived out first child during bondage play. I was reluctant to try to have a baby so this definitely softened the blow a little and was very kinky.

Last Christmas we had a brief experiment with chastity play. I had bought a chastity cage a while ago but only wore it for a few hours here and there on a day before we were playing. A chastity cage stops you from getting a full erection by not giving your cock room to grow and when you’re wearing one you can feel it on your cock all the time. Generally it makes you much more aroused and therefore frustrated than if you were ‘free’ and this constant frustrated arousal is very sexy. Over Christmas I was locked in for around a week, I smoke weed when I’m off work and this makes me horny and each night I would go to bed with my wife feel her skin and usually end up sucking and licking her tits and pussy. She enjoyed this for a few nights (until the amount of attention she received made her sore) and I would love being used for her pleasure only to make me feel more aroused frustrated and submissive. It was great to have that little experiment but I wondered how I could wear this chastity cage and go to work and exercise etc. Would I just be horny all the time, and not do any work? Would I have to give up exercise? Would other people notice. Well I guess I will be able to answer those questions soon because the other day I grew tired of fantasising about it and asked to be locked up. I asked my wife/mistress to lock me up and to be be cruel.

I do not know how many days I will be locked up.

The first post…

Okay, so at the time of writing this I’ve been in chastity for 1 day and 13 hours. The situation is (and I know that it’s probably not unique) that I’m very happy and excited about it. I asked my mistress to place me in chastity. It’s only been 1 day and 14 hours since I last came and it’s definitely all fun and games so far(I used my mouth to give my Mistress two orgasms last night and I enjoyed it thoroughly).

However what will inevitably happen is that I will over time become more desperate and aroused and will yearn to cum. Then things will become interesting. She will have all the power and I will be powerless. That’s the point. I fantasise about being that powerless, just being used for someone else’s pleasure and amusement and it will gradually become a reality. I just want to describe the transition from being as I am now to that point.