Chastity Device

ML has decided that she will be using the “no look, no touch” rules for at least the next two weeks whenever I am unlocked. This involves restraining me any time I am out of the cage so that I cannot touch myself, and blindfolding me so that I cannot see my cock. This means that by the time mid-August rolls around, it will be six long weeks since I saw my fully erect cock last. As a little extra mental dig, she has mentioned that she plans to take many pics and vids of my cock as she teases me. She may or may not let me see them, which means that readers of our blog as well as our Twitter followers may see my cock a lot more than I will get to.

This apparently won’t be the first thing our followers know more about than I do. But I’ll get to that soon enough.

ML started tonight off by having me lay on the floor, cuffing my hands above my head around the leg of the side table, and blindfolding me. She then began attending to the task of freeing my cock from its steel prison for the first time in a month. I could feel myself get hard almost instantly after I was unlocked. It felt so wonderful just to be able to get full and hard; the simple things are the most pleasant when you’ve been denied of them for so long. ML began gently cleaning my cock with a wet towel, giving me playful strokes and teases as she cleaned me. I was moaning and rolling on the floor within seconds. Her touch was absolutely incredible. Once I was well cleaned, she applied some lotion to my shaft – “to make sure the skin stays in good condition while it’s locked up,” ML explained. I didn’t give a fuck what excuse she made up, mainly because she was stroking my cock for the first time in weeks. She was edging me with almost no effort at all as I thrusted up into her hand, unable to control my body as my lust and need burned hotter by the moment.

My Lady stopped stroking me abruptly; she needed to give me enough time to get soft so she could get me locked up again. It took quite a while for my erection to subside… apparently, after nearly a month of not being able to get hard, my cock didn’t want to give up on it so quickly! Eventually, my cock softened enough to allow ML to stuff me into the cage.

I felt ML put the cage back on, fighting the rapidly swelling flesh as she got the security screw in place. She took the blindfold off of me and told me to look. I peeked down at my cock, and as sure as I expected, I was locked up again – my first of many missed chances to see myself hard.

“Well?” My Lady asked. I shrugged and was about to tell her that I wished I could have seen myself hard before getting locked up again, but she interrupted me. “Look again,” she said.

I looked down again at my caged cock, same as it was…. only this time, I saw it.
It wasn’t the Jailbird!

I should be more accurate and say “it wasn’t the Jailbird I’m used to wearing,” because it was a Jailbird, except it was different. This one had a second crossbar about midway down the shaft, and the base ring was a double instead of the usual single. My Lady surprised me with a new cage! My Lady explained that this JB was also smalled width-wise, so my cock would have even less room than I’ve been used to in the past. She also hopes that the double ring will help alleviate some of the “pulling away” issues I have when I am extremely aroused while wearing the cage.

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Surprise! Although I suspect most readers/followers aren’t THAT surprised, as ML mentioned that she’s been talking about ordering this new cage on Twitter for a while now, unbeknownst to me. So, screw all of you for hiding it from me.  🙂

As far as the cage goes, comfort-wise… it’s different. It’s not bad or anything, but I can definitely sense a difference between the two models. I can feel that the cage section is narrower, and I think I can feel the double ring when I walk. It doesn’t hurt, but I’m aware of it. It’s not like the old JB, which on occasions I forgot whether or not I was wearing it (I usually was). Adjusting myself is also a slight challenge, as the new crossbar is right where I would normall grab for leverage.

With all of that said, I am the person who can’t continue walking if I have a fuzzy in my sock, so I’m pretty sure I will asjust to the new cage as time passes.

ML is extremely determined to keep me locked up for the entire month. Previous attempts at lengthy 24/7’s usually ended at about 3 weeks or so, which is where we are right now. Although she has been pushing herself lately (and denying herself, in a sense), she really wants to keep me locked up and frustrated for the entire month.

When My Lady gets very turned on, her sexual aggression reaches what would best be described as “turbo-charged” status. The control she has over me turns her on so much, which feeds her aggression, which pushes the limits of her control over me even further. This cycle continues going round and round until she reaches horny maniac critical mass. And when she can’t hold back any more, she unleashes her sexual fury on me.

Last night, ML and I were sitting watching TV, and we started getting kissy and touchy like we usually do before I have to go to work. ML eventualy made it to her favorite position, straddling my body and kneeling high over me, pushing my body down into the couch. I looked into her eyes and I could see it building in her. Her entire body shuddered and she moaned as her body pressed into mine. I groaned, loving the feeling of being compressed by her weight. Then I felt her body change, tensing up as the desire to take me overwhelmed her.

She lifted herself up and looked down at me. Before I could say anything, she reached down and grabbed my face and forced me to kiss her. It was a rough, animalistic kiss; her tongue darted deep into my mouth, attacking me from every angle. Her hands squeezed my chin and cheeks, forcing my mouth open as she shoved her tongue into my mouth. I wasn’t even kissing her back; instead, I was simply being kissed by her. I had no choice but to be taken by her lips and tongue… not that I would have resisted if I could have.

As My Lady forced her kisses on me, she began to grind her hips into my lap. Soon, I was moaning and whimpering into her mouth, wanting so badly to be free of my cage and inside her warm wet pussy. My moans turned ML on even more, and she growled as she grabbed my head and shook me against the back of the couch. She was like some sort of feral sexual monster, let loose and attacking her prey. I was helpless, and it felt so great.

Eventually, the energy was too much for My Lady to deal with, and she had to climb off of me to rest and catch her breath. I was no better off; I, too, was out of breath, as well as throbbing in my cage. We just sat and held each other for a few minutes as we recovered from the moment. I was almost totally limp, I was just “there.” It felt very sub-spacey, although I don’t think either of us were fully there. It was damn close, though.

After a few moments, we were able to talk to each other again. We shared lots of “wow”s and “oh my god”s and “what the fuck was that”s, but I let ML know that it was all a good thing. Sometimes, when ML reaches this level of aggression and lets loose on me, she gets worried afterwards that the things she did went too far. This often will lead to dom drop for her. As we talked, I made sure that ML understood that I want her to be like that. I want her to be as agressive as she wants to. I want her to act and not think. I don’t want her to be holding back in the moment, thinking if what she wants to do is right. If she wants to do it, I want her to do it…. and I mean anything. We always talk things over after an intense scene; if something that she tries doesn’t work for us, we can work it out afterwards. And, I always have my safeword as a last resort in the moment.

When My Lady lets loose her aggression on me, it is a beautiful and powerful experience. I want her to know that I want her to let the animal in her out and take me as her prey. There really is nothing else like it.

Yesterday, cagedmonkey got out of the shower and came out into the living room in his tshirt and underwear. While I think it’s super sexy, I had to point out that he needed to be careful. He happened to be wearing a pair of white microfiber boxers and, well, they hug in just the right places!
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I do love catching a glimpse of his cage like that but we also need to be careful of stuff like that so the kids don’t. It’s awesome seeing him locked up, for me.

A little while ago we took a small break from, “you’ll be locked XX long…” and “you won’t cum for XX days…” and things got very relaxed and unknown and, dare I say, UNFRUSTRATING. It was ok and it was nice not to have to plan things out for a bit but it also made me realize I actually enjoy planning things out. I enjoy knowing what I will be doing next and, even if I decide to change things along the way, having a basic plan for things makes things more comfortable for me and cagedmonkey (I think). A few weeks ago I decided that, as a couple doing the male chastity thing, we needed some good intense D/s feelings. I wanted cagedmonkey to feel a deep sense of my control. With the relaxed unknown there also seemed to be less feeling of control.

To put that sense of control back in full force, I decided to keep cagedmonkey locked 24/7 in his Jail Bird with zero release. I figured a good month would get him in the proper, super horny and submissive mindset. Well it certainly has not taken that long to get his dick to understand as he wrote. I actually love that he is back to being full time horny as fuck and dripping precum!

Not only did I feel we needed some cage time without parole but I knew with the relaxed attitude and everything else going on (ie. Job searching, moving, etc) that the dominance and intensity level were sinking. I think we’ve both felt it. I mean, we both know who’s in charge, but the servicing and pleasing me part was quickly becoming nonexistent. I know why I backed down from the domination and it’s because cagedmonkey was already stressed out enough and, I feared, pushing him might cause some pretty bitchy behavior. I don’t like bitchy behavior.

So the other day, now that hubby’s new job and our new home is settled, I felt it was time to bring back the aggressive, domination. I started using cagedmonkey for my pleasure all day long and utterly frustrating him. His cage was pushing hard away from his body and his cock struggling so hard against the confines of his Jail Bird. I restrained him to the bed and visited very often using his face, caged cock and any other part of his body to get myself off. He was left there all day covered in my cum. He ultimately broke the cuffs that day, so we will have to get another pair that are comfortable enough for him to sleep in and for long term.

It’s been fun bringing back my dominance and letting out my aggressively horny self. I love the way he looks at me when I grab him and take him and get forceful and aggressive. That “holy shit I love this” look in his eye as I do things to him and make him please me just the way I want to be pleased.

I can’t get enough and I look forward to letting more of my natural aggressiveness take over in the coming weeks. I’ve got powerful cravings for power and control and dominance. Hubby has a week off at the end of July, too and I plan to take advantage of his time off work. 🙂

It’s been over two weeks now of 24/7 lockup in the JB and I’m going through the usual “difficult feels” that hit me around this time. Not only does it get rough on me mentally at this point, but it’s no picnic physically either! My Lady has taken the opportunity of having my cock caged to tickle and tease it through the bars from time to time, and I can definitely feel the sensitivity to touch increasing. Sometimes, all it takes is a brush of her fingers before I feel myself start to swell inside the cage. And once that process statrs, it’s almost impossible to stop it.

This past weekend, I had a very painful bout of “morning wood,” as it were. ML and I were snuggling throughout the night, and I woke up extremely aroused. I’ve been getting this for the past week or so, so I wasn’t surpised by it happening. I was surprised by how much it hurt this time around. Over the past couple of years of living the chastity lifestyle, it was never this bad. It felt like the cage was crushing my cock, as well as tugging hard on my sack. It was rough, to put it lightly.

I did my best to relax myself by taking deep breaths, and I tried to help with my circulation by squeezing the muscles in my legs to increase the blood flow to those areas… yes, I’m a big nerd for knowing these types of things work; yes, they usually do work pretty well. But this night, my stubborn cock was having none of it. It was almost as if I was stuck in a self-perpetuating circle: the tightness of the cage around my cock was giving me the sensation of being squeezed, which of course is usually a good thing when taking into account how tight my wife’s pussy gets when she’s horny and wants to be fucked. This squeezing sensation gets my cock throbbing and swelling even more, pressing harder against the cage. This makes the cage feel even tighter, which starts the cycle all over again.

Basically, once it gets to this point, I’m fucked unless I can somehow break the cycle.

I ended up laying in bed, curled in a pained half-ball, surfing the internet on my phone because I had nothing else to distract me. After about ten minutes of reading boring news stories and sports updates, I finally felt the death grip of the cage on my cock begin to loosen just the slightest bit; it was another fifteen minutes until I was finally comfortable enough to try sleeping again. I turned my phone off, rolled over, and tried to get back to sleep. It was much easier without the crushing pressure on my poor locked up cock, however now I had to deal with the issue of my cock gushing precum all over the bedsheets. Although, after being denied for months on end in the past, this is a situation that I’ve become very familiar with.

It’s funny to think about how much my life has changed with chastity, considering now that sleeping in a bed soaked with precum is the least of my problems.

A reader named “The Half Heard” wrote the following comment on the last Mail Chastity post:

With the security screw, do you ever experience it making it’s way loose on it’s own? I have that issue occasionally with the Jail Bird and the solution I found was I took the locking screw into the local hardware store, and found I think a 5/32 nut that fit on it nicely. Something along that size anyway!

Now that’s ingenuity for ya! 🙂

To answer your question… yes, the security screw on the JB does come loose. In fact, I know exactly what to do in order to make it finger-loosenable (I won’t describe it here, however, in order to avoid spreading “chastity cheating” tips). In all honesty, it comes in handy when ML wants a quickie with her toy: she sends me off to the bedroom and tells me to unlock and get hard for her so she can ride me. There’s no fumbling for a key, no wasted time, no awkward moments. It also helps when I’m too aroused to get the cage back on before I have to leave for work: I just take the cage to work and put it on during my first bathroom break (and text a pic to My Lady for her pleasure).

Now, some people might start crowing, “That’s not real chastity if you can just loosen the screw and unlock any time you want!” That’s only true if you’re considering “real chastity” as a physical entity only. I feel the mental aspect of it is just as important, perhaps even more so. Even if the post of the JB was welded to the cage, I could still pull out of the device and jack off. I wear this cock cage because it pass My Lady and I crave being under her sexual control, and that’s all that really matters.

With that said… THH has a great idea with the addition of a nut to the security screw (I can’t help but chuckle when I think about the “addition of a nut” to the chastity device). I just wonder if there would be enough counter-torque in order to disengage the screw from the nut. Maybe you’ll need a miniature wrench? Not sure. But, definitely great thinking outside the box!

My Lady hasn’t been feeling very well lately; she has been dealing with strong body aches and generalized overall pain from time to time. I wish I could do something to help her out and relieve her pain, but there’s not much I can do other than being supportive and loving whenever I can.
 
Our sexy fun play time has suffered greatly over the past few weeks because of this. It may seem superficial, but ML and I both agree that sexual attraction and physical intimacy is a very important part of our relationship. I can tell ML is getting worried that her physical issues are drawing energy away from our sex life. She doesn’t REALLY need to worry about that stuff – we can definite adjust to this situation, as we’ve been through much worse already – but it’s nice when I can help ease her fears when possible (and get her a little turned at the same time).
 
We were sitting on the couch tonight watching some TV before I had to leave for work, ML was resting her hand on my hip as I was laying on my side next to her. With the sole purpose of making her smile, I pulled the waistband of my shorts down to show her my naked ass. She giggled and squeezed my butt and gave them a soft slap with her palm. Her touch felt so nice on my naked skin, and a moment later I was up on my knees next to her on the couch, bent over the arm with my naked ass pointed in her direction. As her hands caressed my ass cheeks, I heard her make what would be best described as a half laugh/half moan, a sound that she often makes when she is surprised by just how turned on she is getting. It was music to my ears.
 
For the next few minutes, My Lady smacked my ass until I whimpered and tickled my balls until I couldn’t help but squirm. She gently stroked the base of my cock until I filled up my cage, and she teased the sensitive area between my balls and asshole until I was moaning into the couch cushions. “It’s so cute,” she said as she toyed with me, “I love to watch your ass twitch.” I couldn’t hold still as she brushed her fingers over my exposed skin, and she spanked me hard enough to make me yelp.

It eventually was time for me to get ready for work, but it felt really great to get those juices flowing between us again. It was also wonderful to see My Lady enjoying making my cage tight around my throbbing cock.

Shane wrote and asked: “If you were to chose ONLY one device for CM to wear…which one would it be and why?”

Thanks so much for writing and asking this question! This is actually a really easy question to answer. If I had to have cagedmonkey in one device for the rest of our lives it would definitely be the Mature Metal Jail Bird.
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The reasons I like the Jail Bird device are pretty simple too… First, it’s sexy as hell seeing his cock locked up behind those steel bars. I also love to be able to tease him through the bars. I love seeing his cock trying it’s hardest to burst through as he attempts getting an erection. I even love seeing the dents the bars make in his shaft. I also love the hygiene factor. The Jail Bird allows me to keep him locked as long as I please, days, weeks, months, years and I never have to worry if he’s staying clean. There is also no smell like there is with other devices we have used. The open design of the JB let’s air and water flow through. I do also love the security screw, however I wish there was a better way to keep that part even more secure. Though it’s not like I have much to worry about in that regard. Cagedmonkey isn’t about to cheat his device… He’d really be sad if we had to stop enjoying chastity because he cheated.

There really isn’t much else to say… The Jail Bird is definitely my favorite device.

After a nice little period of “casual chastity” as I would call it, My Lady feels as though it is time for us to get back into the more intense schedules that we have gottten used to. Not surprisingly, I agree with her. Although I’ve certainly been horny over the past few weeks, but it doesn’t compare to the intense need I feel when it’s been months since my last orgasm… or, perhaps even weeks since my last erection.

That’s exactly where My Lady plans to start – I’ll be wearing the chastity cage 24/7 for a good amount of time, perhaps as long as July 4th, which is over 3 weeks away. ML also set July 31st as Maybe Day, although I’m pretty sure that will be extended.

As ML and I were talking about me wearing the chastity cage, I realized that we haven’t used the Revenge in quite a while. I was about to suggest that she use the Revenge during my long lockup, but we haven’t had the best results with that in the past, hygeine-wise. So the Revenge will have to wait its turn until after the holiday at the very least.

The Revenge is very useful when we are playing the “no look, no touch” game. ML enjoys the idea of denying me the ability to even see my cock, but the reality of it can become a real chore. Having to cuff me to the bed and blindfold me whenever the cage needs to be removed can eventually feel like a hassle. However, there has been one addition to our toy inventory that might avoid this annoyance: the stockade.

So, obviously, I’ve been fantasizing over the past few days about My Lady locking me in the stockade, removing the Revenge, and calmly going about her business as I struggle just to get a glimpse of my cock. She wouldn’t even need to blindfold me; the locking collar would prevent me from turning my head to see my penis. Of course, if she wanted to blindfold me, she could make it that much worse. Throw in the potential for stroking and edging me while I am harshly restrained, and it gets my heart beating heavy in my chest. She could even force me to watch her to get off inches in front of me as my cock twitches helplessly out of sight and out of reach.

Depending on how things go with some of the recent complications, it still could be a while before My Lady and I can try out a good “no look, no touch” run. If she’s going to deny me well past the end of July, as I suspect she will, then there will be plenty of time as the year goes on for her to mindfuck me.

Nothing all that out of the ordinary happened during the day Monday, unless you count constantly being teased by My Lady out of the ordinary (which I don’t). She was extra-secretive about it, however, sending me texts across the room or sometimes even a silent head nod when she wanted to take me into another room and tease my cock.
 
ML started the day early, meeting me in the kitchen before I was even able to make my breakfast. She squeezed and massaged my balls through my shorts while my daughter was watching TV before her homeschooling started. I was nervous about being found out, but ML used her eagle ears to keep us safe while she made my knees nearly buckle underneath me. I was already semi-erect after waking up, but her touch had me hard and throbbing within moments. She kissed me and left me there trembling as she went into the other room to start her day.
 
Later on in the morning, ML set up our daughter with an assignment and signaled for me to meet her in the kitchen again. I was two steps behind her. Once safely in the other room, she spun around and slid her finger inside my mouth; it was already wet with her delicious pussy juices. As I sucked her finger clean, she reached into my shorts and began to stroke my stiffening cock. My hips began to move against her hand, but she stopped before I was able to start enjoying it too much. She exited the kitchen to continue her work as I stood there with the taste of her pussy in my mouth and my cock dripping precum into my underwear.
 
My Lady’s sneakiness didn’t end there.

That afternoon, ML sent me a text while the kids were playing video games:

Meet me in the bedroom in 3 minutes.

When I walked in the bedroom, the first thing I saw was my wife’s perfect sexy ass, naked and bent over the side of the bed. “Come here and give it to me,” she said. I was rock hard in seconds, and my cock was in her pussy just a few seconds later. I was pulling her hips back against mine, driving my cock deeper into her with each thrust. I was only able to go for a few seconds before I felt my orgasm sneaking up on me and I had to pull out to avoid cumming.

ML turned around and began to squeeze and rub my slick cock with her hand. Her touch felt so nice after being in her pussy, I began to moan; I wanted to cum so badly. Then I heard My Lady’s voice in my ear, urging me to stay quiet. She hushed me as she put a finger to my lips. “Shhhhh,” she whispered, “not so loud. You don’t want the kids to hear, do you?”

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I struggled to stay quiet as ML teased my aching cock. She took me right to the edge before releasing her grip and walking to the bedroom door. “Edge one more time, then put your cage back on before you come out,” she instructed. The edge came quickly, and I was overflowing with precum by the time I was soft enough to wear the cage again.  Back in the living room, My Lady gave me a wicked smile, knowing exactly what was going on in my mind and body and knowing that she was the one causing it.