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It’s getting close to two weeks now since I’ve had any time at all with the Jailbird off.

Yes, I want out.

Yes, I want to cum.

No, My Lady won’t allow it yet.

This is the exciting part for me – I genuinely want out of this cock cage and I honestly want to cum nice and hard, preferably deep inside ML’s wet and horny pussy. My requests to be released have slowly gone from the joking “Hey, can I cum tonight? Ha ha, didn’t think so” variety to the “Ok, seriously now, please at least give me a little bit of time out, I REALLY need it” type. The fact that My Lady is still in control of when and how I cum (as well as when my cock will get hard next) is the heart and soul of chastity. It’s happening, whether I want it to or not.

Which is what made this mornings’ events so difficult for me.

My Lady is going through a very “aggressive” phase of her horniness, which seems to be a pretty natural part of her horny cycle. Only this time, the intensity is off the fucking scale, I swear. She is constantly cornering me, all around the house, when I least expect it – pinning me up against a wall and forcing her tongue down my throat, pinching and squeezing my nipples, and rubbing my cage through my pants. I’m extremely reactionary to this treatment; in fact, I can’t help but moan loudly now when she touches my chest because my nipples are so sensitive from so much held back sexual frustration. It’s these moans and reactions, she tells me, that have been driving her desire through the roof.

This morning, when ML visited me before I went to sleep, she straddled me and began kissing me. She began grinding her hips down onto me, and I couldn’t help but thrust back against her. She let out a deep growl and began to squeeze my nipples as she kissed me, and I moaned throughout the kiss. This must have flicked a switch or something in her brain, because next thing I know, her hands are all over my body and she is thrusting harder at me, and she was making all kinds of sexy moans. When I looked into her eyes, though, I saw something I didn’t expect.

Pain.

Before I had a chance to ask what was wrong, she told me: “I need you. I need to fuck you. I need you inside me!”

Ummmmmm……. OKAY!

What I said instead (stupid, stupid!) was, “Are you sure that’s what you want?” ML stammered and babbled, but the most consistent part of her answer was, “I don’t know.”

The “fucking horny, needing to cum” part of my brain sensed an opening. I’m not proud, but I started trying to talk her into it. I tried everything. I reminded her that if she let me cum, there was still a good four months left in the year to deny me. I told her she could just unlock me and let me inside her pussy… knowing full well that it wouldn’t stop there, but hey, gotta get your foot in the door, right? I begged her just to take the cage off, just so she could play with me and touch my hard cock that she was missing so much. She kissed me deeply and sensually, perhaps mainly to get me to stop talking.

I sensed she was wavering.

Then, she abruptly broke the kiss and leapt off of the bed. Heading for the door, she said over her shoulder, “Okay, I have to leave the room, right now! Or else, I might… I dunno, I might….” and she trailed off as she closed the door.

Fuck, I thought, I missed my opportunity.

Then I got a text message on my phone on the nightstand: I can’t do this baby. I can’t not have you….

I wrote back: If you really REALLY want my help here, I will back off and let you cool off. Is that what you want?

Her response: That’s my problem, I just don’t know….

I texted her back and told her that whatever her decision was, I would be okay with it. That’s why I gave her complete control like this. I’m fine with whatever she chooses, as long as she chooses. I told her that if she needed to, that she should put the key away somewhere out of her reach if she feels she is too tempted to use it. Because if she came upstairs again with the key, I wasn’t going to ask her if she wanted my help resisting again.

Honestly, I couldn’t. I wanted to cum too much. It was real. The need was just too great to resist. Itw as a miracle that I even stepped back as much as I did and gave her room to breathe. I think that if I had pushed harder, I may have gotten her to break. She was THAT much off balance. But, as much as I wanted to be unlocked and to finally feel an orgasm course through my body, to feel that release of cum as my cock gives in to the pleasure… I didn’t want to take her control back.

She didn’t come up to visit me again.

Again… fuck, I missed my opportunity. 🙂

When I came down later, I asked ML how she was feeling. She responded with a kiss and a cage squeeze, but I could feel her energy – much more dominant, much more controlled, extremely stable. My Lady was back. She had a moment of weakness, but she made it… along with help from an surprising source.

 

I’ve gotta say, being woken up by my handsome guy spreading my legs and feeling his warm wet tongue slide between my pussy lips really is amazing. To feel so wanted that he has to just taste me and please me even if I’m sleeping.

Ya know, up until about a year ago I would have gotten so pissed and/or pushed cagedmonkey away had he ever tried doing something like that. As a matter of fact it’s something he does a couple mornings a week or in the middle of the night when he’s home from work… again, up until last summer this would have really irritated me.

It’s little blessings like these that make me incredibly grateful that we worked so hard at repairing our marriage and our intimate relationship. We work everyday at continuing to repair and renew our emotional and physical relationship. I really believe that because we have done the work to have what we now have is why chastity and our WLM work so well.

So far, the extended 24/7 lockup in the Jailbird has been… well, it is what it is. My cock has been trapped in its cage with no release for five days now. I’ve been filling the cage and straining against the bars multiple times each dayso far, thanks to numerous intense teasings from My Lady. She seems to be enjoying the emotional difficulties I’m having as well as the physical ones as I cope with wearing the cage nonstop for another month, especially when she can tell that the length of the time period is really starting to sink in. I’m dying for release, and I’m not even far enough along to even consider the fraction of time passed as any type of comfort.

My Lady surprised me with something even more shocking today, something that makes my current situation much tougher to bear. She informed me today that she sent out the Revenge for alterations – we had been talking about changing a few things in order to make longer term wear more comfortable. We should get it back in plenty of time before the end of the current JB 24/7 stint. As I found out, this was a necessary part of ML’s plan for keeping my cock in chastity.

My Lady’s plan is the following: she will keep me locked 24/7 until the end of September, at which point she will put me under strict “no look, no touch” rules until Christmas. “How fitting to be able to ‘unwrap’ your cock and see it hard for the first time in months on Christmas morning?” she commented, playfully. Could she seriously be considering this?

Yes, of course she could.

Now my situation is clear – it will now be a full four months until I am able to see my cock get fully hard. I’m certain that she will have the privilege, as she has told me that she won’t be able to keep me locked completely for the entire time. Nor will she want to – she’ll want to tease me as well as feel my hardness inside her many times as the months go by. I’ve even explained a fantasy to her in the past where she ties me up and blindfolds me, takes my cock inside her, and only then unties me… this way, we can both enjoy the feeling of my hands on her body, but her own pussy blocks me from touching or seeing myself. HOT!!!!!!!!!!

I’m also pretty sure that some of our friends may have the privilege of seeing my hardness before I do, as she has hinted that she may send pics of her teasing my cock to friends that we interact with… that may or may not include you readers, as well.

Again, I’m left to wonder…. can I deal with this? I haven’t even gone four months without an orgasm yet, and now I’m supposed to go four months without even seeing my hard cock at all? My biggest fear is the feeling of my loss of manhood. Even through chastity, I’ve been able to stay connected to the sight and feeling of my cock. Now, I will have to completely channel my sexuality through other means, as I will be totally isolated from my cock. From my experience over just the last few days, I can tell it’s going to be one hell of a mindfuck.

Things sort of coasted to a nice calm pace after our week of bondage, nonstop orgasm denial (for me), nonstop orgasms (for ML), and repeated instances of anal sex (for both of us). My Lady and I took the opportunity to discuss exactly what our goals were for the next little while concerning our approach to chastity.

In other words, ML clearly spelled out exactly how she plans on controlling my cock over the next few months.

The first detail that was addressed was my next Maybe Day, stil scheduled tentatively (it is a “maybe” day, after all) for our anniversary, which just happens to be in mid-January 2015. This leaves me with about 5 more months to go after already having gone a month without an orgasm. I’m already horny beyond belief and I’m putty in ML’s hands; how much more intense can it get? I’m going to find out.

The next thing ML mentioned was her desire to keep my cock locked up strictly 24/7 for “a little while.” I have been getting frequent unlocks over the past month or so. That doesn’t mean it’s been easy for me; in fact it’s a different kind of difficult when my cock is being teased, tortured, and edged on a near-daily basis. My Lady plans to take away these frequent outings and keep me in the cage  at all times, and this time it will be a lot longer than I’ve even endured before – after putting me in the cage last night before work, she plans to unlock me for the first time during the last weekend of September, nearly seven weeks from now. My longest 24/7 stint prior to this was 17 days; she wants to try and increase this by more than double this time around!

I’ll be honest and admit that I’m not so sure that I’m capable of handling this. The last time we tried this (when we made it 17 days out of an attempted 30 before we both broke down and ML needed my cock inside her) I was ready to go insane. How am I going to handle twice as much time? I’m afraid I might start to break down just a little bit by the end of it. When I shared these concerns with ML via text message earlier yesterday afternoon, she replied:

I don’t doubt that you’ll be going crazy by then. In fact, I’m counting on it. 🙂

She’s counting on it. Making me lose my mind is one of her goals, it seems.

In the spirit of honest admission, though, I will say that I need this. I’ve always needed this. I have craved the experience of having my limits tested, pushed, and broken through. I must see just how far I can be forced to continue when my own motivations can take me no further. My Lady is the woman who can do this for me, with me. I can trust her to read me and know exactly how many cracks I can take before I mentally and physically shatter. I can look to her as a source of pleasure, using my service towards her and her orgasms as a placeholder for the orgasm that awaits me so long from now.

My Lady has been taking just about every moment she possibly can to tease me over the past week or so. Some of these teases have been quite intense. Throughout most of this time – at least the times she is not actively using her “favorite toy” – I have been wearing the cage. My cock has been reacting very strongly to her teases, filling up the cage very quickly and bulging through the bars in a desperate attempt of a full erection. And my high level of horniness does me no favors when I am waiting for these attempts to subside.

Wednesday night, after a day of bearing witness to many strong orgasms that ML enjoyed, I was off to work… after licking ML’s pussy and bringing her to 3 more orgasms, which gets me more turned on than anything else in the world. During a potty break at work, I noticed there were some tiny red dots along the shaft of my cock. ML had just shaved me recently, so I figured it was some sort of rash or irritation. I sent her a message, asking if she would unlock me and we could check it out. She agreed.

At home that morning, she pulled the cage off, drawing the “release from the cage” moan that has pretty much become standard. 🙂 She held my slowly growing cock in her hands, inspecting the dots I saw. Just before I was able to start enjoying her touch, she snapped me out of my daze.

“These are bruises,” she said.

WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?

“These are tiny bruises! It must be from pressing up against the cage so often. You’re putting a lot of pressure on it, and you’re getting little tiny bleeds under your skin. Your poor cock!”

NOW she feels bad for my cock. Not after watching it struggle for freedom in the cage. Not after watching it drip copius amounts of precum after a particularly devious tease session. It takes cock bruising to draw sympathy from My Lady.

(Just kidding!! She is very loving, but she is also very strong in carrying out her wishes and doesn’t fall victim to feelings of pity)

So, yeah… my cock was reacting so strongly to being teased by ML while I was caged that I ended up hurting myself. The good news was that it wasn’t painful or anything. But just to be safe, ML imposed a 24 hour ban on teasing me while the cage was on. Silly me, I got excited thinking that I’d get some unlocked time… “I didn’t say no cage, I just said no teasing while the cage was on,” she replied. Figures.

Tonight before work, her appetite for teasing kicked in – I got my unlocked time, but with a healthy dose of sexual torment along with it. She teased my cock with a long, slow, sensuous blowjob; she even managed to bring me to the edge and hold me there for a few seconds using only her mouth… when the fuck did she learn to do that? And the good news was that, when it was time to lock me back up again, there was no sign of bruising or any lasting damage whatsoever. Now she can go back to teasing me whenever she wants, and I can go back to becoming more and more desperate for an orgasm as each day passes.

So basically, things are back to normal. 😉

The current rhythm of chastity that My Lady and I have been using – in and out, whenever she desires – seems to be more intense than an extended lockup period. This way, I’m much more exposed to ML’s teasing, as it may come at any time whatsoever. I’m very glad that My Lady can trust me enough to have me unlocked when and for how long she wants… but I’ll admit it makes things a little tougher to know that I very well could jerk off, but I’m not allowed.

Yesterday I spent the day unlocked and constantly under threat of ML’s teasing touch. My cock was being teased and edged all day long, whenever ML was able to sneak away long enough from my kids trying to critically injure themselves. I was extremely horny by the time the kids’ bedtime came about, and ML and I went to bed shortly after.

After putting on a movie (to cover the sound, perhaps?), My Lady began toying with my cock, making sure to keep me aroused. After edging me four or five times, it was ML’s turn to have her rightful orgasm. She used her wand to give herself a body-shaking orgasm, and I joined in by using two fingers deep in her pussy, making her cum so hard she had to fight her hardest to stop herself from screaming and waking the kids. My favorite!

It was then her turn to torture me with my own desire. ML climbed up on me and straddled my cock, riding me slow enough to avoid making me cum. That ended up being not too fast at all – with her tits in my face and her warm wet pussy wrapped around my shaft, I felt ready to cum almost instantly. And when she spun around and faced the other way, the sight of that beautiful ass bouncing up and down almost drove me to orgasm even when she stayed still!

My Lady slid off of my cock and moved up towards my head. She clamped my arms next to my body with her legs and planted her pussy right on top of my face. She then fucked my face with her pussy, teasing and stroking my cock the entire time. I moaned loudly into her pussy as she pushed me to edge after edge. Adjusting her hips, she then pushed her asshole onto my face, forcing her tight hole down onto my tongue, fucking her ass with it. She spread her cheeks wide and she pushed down harder, grunting as my tongue pushed farther into her ass.

As I used my tongue to fuck her ass, she began to stroke my cock again. She edged me quickly, stroking me hard and fast and letting go quickly. Each time, my body nearly leapt off the bed, held down only by the weight of her ass on my face. She stroked me, and then she pushed me right to the edge and stopped.

I could feel myself teetering, hanging on the edge of orgasm. I tried to hold back, I didn’t want it to be ruined. But the whole situation was just too fucking hot – ML tease torturing my cock, edging me as she smothered my face and force fucked her ass with my tongue.

I couldn’t hold it. As my tongue pushed into her ass once again, I could feel the cum creep up the inside of my cock and leak out in a pathetic attempt at orgasm. I felt two or three drips of cum ooze out of my cock and onto my stomach. It was truly a ruined orgasm – it must have been a full three to five seconds between when ML stopped touching my cock and the cum dribbled out, and I got absolutely NO sexual relief from it! My Lady rode my face fit another minute or two, giggling at her handiwork as I moaned in frustration under her.

It was a very frustrating day for me in all – kept on edge for virtually the entire day, only to be slowly dragged over the edge with no pleasure granted to me whatsoever. However, I know how much my frustration pleases My Lady, so I can imagine how much fun she had creating the frustration. There’s always a positive to my sexual suffering.

I really am giggling wondering what you are all thinking after a title like that. Something like, “what could they possibly be up to… handlebars!?!?” Lol you’ll have to read to find out! 🙂

Actually I’m posting this because it’s real life, it’s what actually happens while living the kinky life. We can’t stress enough how much of a regular suburban family are.

Our weekend began last night so I unlocked cagedmonkey to play a bit, mainly because I’ve been missing some naughty, naked time. Sunday night’s are my Food Network shows so while we watched 2 hours of cooking shows I was teasing him. I basically made him stay hard the entire time but not the way you think. I had decided that I would only stroke him when he was soft and as soon as he got hard I stopped touching. Each time he would get soft I would stroke him again. He was so turned on that stroking him soft ended up edging him while soft. He was so close to cumming even before his cock was hard. It was so fun for me to have a hold of his cock, teasing him.

Toward the end of Cut Throat Kitchen he was getting very over stimulated which is when he started begging me to give him a break. I guess after two hours he deserved it, huh? Haha he got his little break to have a snack and soon after we went up to bed… that’s when I allowed him to feel my pussy. I made him fuck me and I came on his cock while he was denied. We slept together naked which was awesome!

That brings us to today where I spent a good portion of the day stroking him and edging him over and over. I just love feeling his body practically melt against me while I’m quickly sneaking an edge in the kitchen while the kids play outside. Which brings me to my point, the kids were playing outside, riding bikes and pushing baby dolls in a stroller. Riding up and down our street, while I sat on the porch reading a book enjoying the sun and breeze. Every once in awhile I’d sneak in the house and edge hubby and then walk away, back outside to watch the kids.

Well that ended up getting cut short when our 6yo son was going too fast on his bike, turned his handlebars too much and crashed. I ran to meet him and he was so upset and crying. He smashed his face on the pavement and cut up his hand. This time when I headed in the house it was to wash up cuts and scrapes and bandage some wounds. Yeah, that will kill the mood real quick haha. He’s actually a very tough kid and he’s fine. It seemed much worse than it was. 🙂

Anyway, that put the brakes on the sneaky kinky play. I decided we would head out for dinner and do Moe’s Monday. We love Moe’s and $5 burritos, can you beat it? So after we ate we came home, got the kids showered and put them to bed… now the real play time begins…

I’m sure there will be a lovely post about that tomorrow! 🙂

[The following is a He Said, She Said featuring, one of my favorite bloggers, Tom Allen. Please take time (after you read my blog! Haha) to visit Tom’s blog. He’s a very experienced man with plenty to say on sexual intimacy and relationships, as well as some of the kinky stuff. Thanks Tom for taking time to write with me! ]

Lady M: Every so often, on my favorite Male Chastity forums, a specific subject comes up. Those guys that are relatively new to chastity and have managed to get their gf, wife or partner into it, run into a road block. It goes a little something like this: A guy wants his woman to take control, he finally gets his otherwise vanilla girl to agree to chastity & gives her the key. He then starts to freak out because he can’t get a hold of his cock for 3 days and asks for the key back. When his girl refuses, because she’s supposed to be in control he gets whiny, nasty, sullen, or even belligerent. She gives in, unlocks him and probably even let’s him cum. Then she feels bad, he feels bad, he apologizes, and the cycle may even start all over again with another attempt at lock up.

Surprisingly enough this is a pretty common issue that comes up early on. A lot of times
on the forums the response is “you asked for this” or “you’re locked up now, you have to deal with it and do what she says.” While ultimately that is the goal, chastity has a learning curve and not all guys are perfectly submissive and not all women are Dominant to the bone.

Tom Allen: Orgasm control/denial is a really odd kink. For most guys, the kink is really about the control, rather than the orgasm itself. Sexual pleasure is a very powerful force, and most OD kinksters have the fantasy of having the control of that pleasure taken out of their hands, so to speak.

When men are aroused, their judgment is sometimes clouded by the sexy-horny-aroused feelings that are churning away, and they will paradoxically masturbate furiously to the fantasy of a stern mistress who will not allow them to have an orgasm. In real life, however, most men are married or partnered with regular women who don’t understand their desire to be controlled. A chastity device should make this easier, right? Just lock it up and go about your business.

Ironically, though, the device actually makes it more difficult for most guys. Men wearing a device, especially if they are new at it, have a constant reminder that they are not allowed to touch themselves, not allowed to wank, and not allowed an orgasm. The device needs constant adjustment, and even a brief tumescence results in what often feels like the firm grip of a loving hand, sending more signals of arousal into their primitive brains.

The problems come when they begin to overload on the arousal. In the way that a cup of coffee is a nice start to the day, but five cups leave you jittery and snappish, a few days of arousal gives you a nice glow, but by the end of the week, you’re irritable from not being able to calm down. This is where the fantasy of a strict Domme runs smack into the wall of a real life relationship: In the fantasy, you’re always feeling submissive, or if you’re not, then your Domme just gives you a few smacks on your ass with the riding crop to change your attitude. In real life, your partner is pretty tired of your whining, complaining, pouting, or bitching, and is ready to give you back the key for good.

Lady M: I hear all too often, how other Keyholders are angry or upset or need advice on how to handle their guys when they get like this. They feel confused because these guys just asked them to take control of their dick and now they are being whiny, crabby and sometimes flat out mean. It can be very stressful on a woman to be a Keyholder, especially when she isn’t particularly dominant. When their guys get like that most feel like, “what the hell am I doing this for, this isn’t worth it” or “why am I putting up with this, this isn’t fun or a turn on.” I’m assuming there are plenty of emotions running through a guys head too, but I’m sure you can speak to that better than I can, Tom. After all you have the locked up cock, not me. 🙂

Tom Allen: Most guys simply are not prepared for the roller-coaster of arousal and frustration that they experience when they are first denied, and some do not handle it well at all. Instead of being submissive or appreciative, they become irritated and clingy, and develop a need for constant attention.

To be fair, though, many chastity newbs have rarely or never, gone for more than a couple of days without an orgasm, and are completely at a loss as to how to handle the constant arousal. In addition, the arousal triggers hormones, which in turn affect their emotions. While it’s a sweeping generalization to say that men don’t handle their feelings well, it may be correct to say that they don’t know how to handle the constantly changing emotions that have suddenly been dumped into their bodies.

Some guys learn to deal with it. Unfortunately, some don’t, and they unintentionally lash out at their partner for doing exactly what they were asked to do in the first place.

Lady M: There are a few ways a more vanilla woman can handle the situation. Sometimes it is as simple as telling them to suck it up… if the Keyholder is strong enough to deal with the whiny behavior. Perhaps she wants to punish him for that behavior and spank him etc. Honestly, though, not all women are overly dominant and aren’t into correcting behavior like that. Most women are dealing with the everyday, cleaning the house, working, taking care of kids and already dealing with their kids behavior and correcting them. At least I know I am being a stay at home mom! It’s not easy adding to that but in the end we do benefit once it falls into place.

Tom Allen: The trope in the chastity world is that once the guy is locked up, he immediately “has to do whatever she says” if he is going to get any kind of relief or release. In reality, most of us are living normal lives, working, mowing the lawn, going to school plays, cleaning the gutters, paying bills, and doing all of that within the context of a relationship. If your partner doesn’t normally “correct” your attitude or behavior with a spanking (or whatever), then even if she suddenly switched from June Cleaver to Mistress Cruella, chances are that you’re still not going to suddenly switch off your crankiness.

And let me take a moment to mention that the Mistress Cruella trope is a typically male-driven fantasy, anyhow. Most women when they take a dominant role that’s of their own choosing (as opposed to play-acting for a partner) tend to demand attention and obedience from a loving and respectful servant; they do not typically think in terms of harsh treatment and punishment. The men who are imagining their partners in such a role are already setting themselves up for disappointment.

Lady M: Leaving the keys out of it is one way. You can do this by giving them to a friend, a fellow Keyholder or store it in another location, etc. There are also a number of dice games, card games and other games that decide the length of lock up… though doing something like that ultimately removes some control that a Keyholder is supposed to have. Most guys want their woman to control when, where and for how long he has his cock locked up in a cage as well as when and how he will orgasm. This definitely isn’t the way I handle things because I need to be in complete control. I guess that makes me a control freak hehe. I will say we did try to go by the “set date” thing and I just felt bad when I would unlock early because I wanted to… that’s when I realized I AM in control and I can change the rules anytime I want.

Tom Allen: I have mixed feelings on this. Mrs. Edge and I have always agreed that she should have 100% control, so we never had a point system, dice games, XX number of days, etc., because all of those things removed or mitigated her control. That said, Mrs. Edge, herself, discovered that she liked having 100% of the control, so what we did worked for us.

I do understand that some women don’t care about the control, or would prefer not to have to deal with a partner that is whining or complaining. Using a random number, like a dart toss or a dice roll removes some of the responsibility, so she can tell her partner “Hey, don’t be mad at me, you rolled a double 6, remember?”

An aside: Mrs. Edge often left her key at work, but that was so she, herself, wouldn’t be tempted to use it. Sometimes she set a time period in her own mind (I was never told how long it would be), and she found it easier to leave her key inaccessible so she wouldn’t have to break her own promise to herself. Women are weird.

Lady M: A woman can also handle it in another way that isn’t usually brought up because it seems to be a more vanilla, not so dominant way of doing things.  Sometimes, giving a chaste guy more attention (especially in the beginning) helps, even praising while teasing. Saying things like “You’re doing so good handling my teasing” or “Only  a few more days to go, I’m really proud of you.”

Tom Allen: I don’t think that this is just a vanilla approach. In fact, since I never knew how long she expected me to hold out for, I found it helpful for her to suggest things like “You’re doing really well, you can hold out another week for me, can’t you? Come on, just one more week?” With that approach, she used to keep me going for months at a time.

Lady M: Although I am super lucky that I don’t have to deal with these situations too often, as I have a pretty obedient subby hubby. He understands he’s given up control… but nothing’s perfect and it does happen in even the best situations. I tend to deal with the crabbies in a mix of these ways and can do the hardass “too bad, deal with it” thing as well as the “awww poor baby” thing and it seems to get us through well enough. I like to think I’m pretty strong and stubborn and my dominance is built in deep.

Tom Allen: People, and their relationships, are so variable that there probably isn’t one thing that will work better, or even consistently. I’ve always cautioned men who are new to chastity devices to approach things slowly, and to give themselves time to adjust to wearing a device; it can often take weeks before your body adapts to 24/7 wear. I guess that I should also caution them that it may take quite some time to adapt to the emotional fluctuations that they will likely experience.

My suggestion to women who find themselves in this situation is to not believe your partner if he asks for a lengthy period of lock up, unless he has been working himself up to it for weeks or months. And if you already are holding your partner’s key, and he reacts negatively, try not to react out of anger. Instead, try to understand that he has not developed the coping skills to handle long periods of denial, and that he will need your help in learning to see the changes he’s going through. Ask him if he’s sure that he wants the key back, or if he can wait one more day. Just a day, and then you’ll check in with him again. Some men will take the key, and then feel embarrassed later at their lack of resolve. Others will probably take the key once, and then the next time remember how they felt, and try to hold off for a little longer. And some will manage to calm themselves down once they realize that they can, if they needed, have you remove the device.

I know that this sounds like a lot of work on the part of the (probably reluctant) keyholder. It probably will be, at first, but the payoff is that once your partner realizes just how much work you were willing to do in order to make him happy, he will be willing to return the effort to show his appreciation. Once he learns how to cope, that is

Since I was home Monday night, ML and I decided to watch a movie and have a few drinks together. In the past, alcohol has not agreed with ML’s chastity and denial plans very well. This time, things were slightly different.

My Lady had been talking for a while about how much she truly misses my cock. After nearly three weeks of being caged every moment of the day, she was beginning to long for my hardness inside her. She stayed strong for so long, but the alcohol whittled her willpower down just enough to want me out of the cage for just one night.

She made it clear to me that she wanted me inside her, but I was not allowed to cum. Fine by me! After being held back by the cage for so long, I was willing to take whatever I could get. She unlocked me and pulled the cage off of my shaft, and I immediately let out a long, slow moan. It felt so damn good to be free of the steel. But that was only the beginning.

ML wasted no time in pulling me up on top of her. She spread her legs wide and showed me her sopping wet pussy. I was ready in no time. I slid my throbbing cock into her tight pussy; it felt AMAZING. I really did miss feeling her soft wetness wrapped around my shaft. I thrusted into her a few times, but my orgasm was quickly approaching; the drinking had a minimal effect on my staying power, unfortunately. ML began to rub her clit in order to cum on my cock, and I did my best to thrust into her as much as I could. It wasn’t long before I felt the walls of her pussy squeezing my cock as she came hard. I looked into her eyes as her orgasm continued, and I couldn’t handle it anymore. I quickly pulled out, trying to avoid cumming on accident. I only half-succeeded – cum dripped from the tip of my cock as my orgasm was ruined all over the blanket beneath us.

ML laughed and pulled me on top of her once again; she wanted more. And this time, with my orgasm ruined, I was able to handle a little bit more. This time, I thrusted into her slowly and deeply, looking deep into her passionate eyes as I made love to her. Her body began to convulse as she came hard once again, and all of a sudden I realized that I was nearly there, too! Once again, I pulled out as quick as I could, and once again cum dripped out of my cock – my second ruined o of the night!

ML still was not finished with me – she wanted my cock in her ass. She turned over on to her stomach and ordered me to fuck her tight asshole. Being the good sub that I am, of course I obeyed. My cock slid easily into her ass, lubed by the slick juices of her horny pussy. My Lady grunted deeply each time I finished one of my long, slow strokes. Then I leaned down and pushed my cock deep into her ass, and she growled with animalistic heat. I felt her moving so she could sneak a hand underneath her body, and she began rubbing her clit furiously. I held still in her ass, hoping her orgasm wouldn’t cause me to ruin a third orgasm. Luckily, I was still in good shape when I felt her body tense up and her asshole grip my cock as her orgasm hit. She moaned loudly and bucked her ass back against me, taking my cock even further inside her. I love playing a part in those super strong cums that ML has. It makes me feel so good that I can do that for her.

ML was finally satisfied with the thorough fucking she receieved. We went to bed shortly after, and I was allowed to sleep uncaged, snuggling up to her naked backside.

In the morning, we discovered an interesting development – I was feeling some skin soreness on the shaft of my cock. ML and I took a look and found the source of the pain – there was a small spot of irritation on the shaft of my cock, and it kind of looked like the way skin cracks when it gets really dry. We believe this is happened because my skin lost some of it’s stretchiness during the extended 24/7 lockup, and when I got hard after being unlocked the skin to stretch too much too fast, which caused the “injury.” Thankfully, it was only slightly uncomfortable, and only when touched. It didn’t prevent me from wearing the cage, which ML demanded shortly after I woke up.

ML plans to keep me locked for the entire month of July with no release time – “plan” being the operative word. Seriously, though, I think she means it this time. The irritation was a little red this morning, but there were no signs of infection or anything like that. I’m going to keep an eye on it. I’ve also decided to use some skin lotion on my entire cock and balls (instead of just using it for lubrication around the ring, as I had been doing). Hopefully this will keep the skin cracking issue from happening again when my next release date comes along.

I am truly lucky to be blessed with a KH that not only seems to be horny all the time, but is also highly orgasmic. Whether I’m licking her pussy, fingering her, or playing with toys, I absolutely LOVE giving My Lady an orgasm. And I am very thankful for the multitude of opportunities I get to make it happen!

Take today for example. My Lady came upstairs to tuck me into bed this morning, and we began kissing and cuddling as we normally do. I could feel her excitement growing as my hands touched her all over; her body was pushing closer to mine and her breathing had gottern more rapid and deeper. Instinctively, I slid my hand between her legs and into her panties; they were absolutley flooded with her pussy juice. I rolled ML onto her back and began to rub her slippery pussy lips and her throbbing clit. It didn’t take long for her to start thrusting her hips up towards my hand. Soon I felt her body tense as she came, struggling to keep her moans quiet to avoid alerting the children downstairs of our naughty fun.

Later on, after the kids went to bed, ML and I shared a shower together. We were both heavily turned on once again, ML pressing her wet naked body against me, my cock straining against steel. I took the opportunity of being in the shower to give ML a nice, good squirting orgasm (always a favorite in the shower because of the lack of clean up needed). My Lady had also brought Adam into the shower with us, and after a good hard cum she wanted to be fucked. I used Adam to fuck her doggy style, holding the rubber dick where mine would be if it weren’t confined by the cage. I fucked her from behind nice and hard, my hips slapping against her ass as I drove deep into her. With no need to be quiet, ML moaned louder and louder until she squealed as she came all over the fake cock. My cock twitched in its cage in jealousy as I felt her pussy squirt some more pussy juice down our legs.

Then, just before it was time for me to leave for work, I had the chance to make My Lady cum again. This time, she was laying on the couch when she called me over as I was in the middle of getting dressed. She pulled me down and forced me to kiss her before demanding I finger her pussy until the same. I gladly obliged! I stood over her, looking into her eyes as I slid two fingers deep into her horny wet pussy. She moaned deeply as she maintained eye contact; it was so fucking intense! I fingered her deeply and firmly, just the way she likes it, and she was close to orgasm within minutes. Her body was writhing and tensing as her orgasm approached. She reached up, grabbed the back of my head, and pulled me down until our foreheads were touching. Then, My Lady looked directly in my eyes as her orgasm hit her. I could almost feel her sharing her intense pleasure with me, and I couldn’t help but moan in unison with her as her orgasm continued to flow through us both. She stood up on shaky legs and I stood up with a painfully constricted penis.

It really is a joy for me to be able to give My Lady such wonderful pleasures. One reason is because she looks God damn fucking sexy when she is cumming, but it’s not only that. My Lady and I share an incredible bond, a bond that is emotional and spiritual as well as physical in nature. ML understands that I will not be experiencing the pleasure of my own orgasm for quite some time, so she is gracious enough to share her pleasure with me through this bond. When she looks at me like she did on the couch, her eyes locked with mine as she reaches that height of pleasure that I cannot reach, I truly feel her giving me that energy. It is a special gift that I chersh every time, and it makes me want to give it right back to her over and over.

And over.

And over…. and over…..   🙂