2010.03.11 18:50:34

Maid Stephanie

Maid Stephanie → My Perfect Date with My Mistress

My Perfect Date With My Mistress

My perfect date started in the morning upon awaking with my mistress.  I have a daily pledge that I recite to her and today was of course no different.  After my pledge,  Mistress informed me that we would be staying in this evening.  Among other things we would be watching adult movies and I would be doing some domestic work.  I would be dressing up in my full female attire for the evening.  We lead a very active life and in the past few weeks we have had social outings with friends (who do not know about our BDSM lifestyle) out of town trips and other obligations.  Tonight was for us alone! 

Knowing that I would be having a fun evening of serving my queen while dressed up made my whole day charged with energy!  I couldn’t wait.  We got dressed and went to the gym than ran.  We than went shopping.  After that it was back home for a nap.  The whole day I felt extra submissive and eager to serve in any way I could in public without being obvious.  (Opening doors, carrying her bags ect.)

We have a baseline of activities that I am expected to do daily as part of my devotion to my mistress.  This includes:  saying my daily pledge, wearing panties that mistress picks out, shaving my legs and underarms, being chaste, nightly tea service, opening all doors in public, carrying her bags,  running errands and doing chores as assigned.  Tonight, I knew we were going to take it up a few notches.  It has taken us a while to realize our baseline and that we don’t have to always be living out every aspect of this lifestyle every day.  In fact, we have found that it keeps things fresh by not doing everything all the time.   I think it is important to learn this if you want to live this lifestyle.  Everyone is different but I bet most people are more like us as a couple in regards to this.  It is easy while browsing material on femdom, sissy maids, BDSM ect, to start believing you have to live out every aspect of this lifestyle 24/7.   Like I said, we have a baseline that works for us and we can go up or down from there.  My mistress usually dictates this level and I take her lead.

For tonight’s date I start getting ready early in the evening.  I start with a shower.  I take a nice long hot shower.  Following the workout, running and shopping it felt great.  I was sure to shave all hair stubble from basically my whole body (Especially my legs).  It was so erotic to be a real sissy maid who was getting ready for a date with her mistress.  It is an amazing feeling to have found a girlfriend/mistress who embraces this lifestyle and allows me to express a side of myself that I never though I could share with anyone.  After my shower, I dry off than ask my mistress what color and type of underwear I would be wearing for the evening.  She picks out white, silky panties and a matching white bra.  I am given instructions to wear my domestic maid dress first, than later in the evening she would have me change into more formal maid uniform.  I return to my bathroom to continue getting ready.  Applying my makeup is still not easy but I try to remember what mistress has taught me.  Next I don my brunette wig.  I look as pretty and feminine as I can.  I slip into my blue plain maid uniform and put on my flats.  Now it was time to report to my mistress for further instructions.

Mistress inspects me and examines my makeup.  She compliments me and says I look pretty. She is so loving and sweet.  I appreciate her lack of honesty in this instance.  Next she gives me my first assignments for the evening.  The first assignments will be domestic in nature.  She instructs me to make her some chocolate chip cookies from scratch and then clean the kitchen.  I also have to fold and put away the laundry.  I feel like a 50’s housewife cooking and cleaning while in my makeup and dress.  Mistress is in the living room painting her toenails and watching TV. 

The cookies turned out delicious!  I was so proud.  Mistress was very pleased.  I was instructed to change into my formal maids uniform while she took a shower and changed into her lingerie for the evening. 

My formal maids uniform is black with a white apron.  It is made of silk and comes complete with a petticoat.  I am taken even further into submission as I pull my black stocking up my smooth legs. My 6 inch shiny heels completes the outfit. I return to the living room to await my mistress. 

She looks stunning as she comes in the room and walks toward me.  She is wearing white thigh high stockings, an ultra mini skirt, high heels, and a silky blouse.   She instructs me to select and start one of our adult movies.  Her perfume is intoxicating and sexy.  I want her so bad.

I should mention here is has been about 6 weeks since I was allowed an orgasm. I have turned this aspect of my life over to mistress and it is part of our baseline level.  I am never allowed to have an orgasm without her permission.  I have been told that she plans on allowing me 3 or 4 a year.  It has also been 3 weeks since I was milked.  I am on a merit system in regards to my milking.  I have to get 20 points to earn a milking.  It usually takes about 3 weeks to get this many points.   My point is that I am really very frustrated and craving to have some sexual outlet for my pent up energy.

            I hit play on the remote any the movie starts.  The images and sound of sexual activity makes me crave to serve my mistress sexually even more.  She runs her fingers up my stocking legs.  I am so hard that I feel twice my normal size.  I kiss my way up her leg and to her inner thigh.  Her moans tell me she has needed this level of service for some time as much as I have.  I move further up and begin to lick and lightly suck her sweet pussy.  I love to alternate between sucking and licking.  I insert a finger to add to the excitement and soon I feel her cumming while my finger is inside her.  I instantly feel the increased wetness and the muscle contractions.  I am still in my full formal maid uniform and I am trying to imprint this scene in my brain permanently because it is so wonderful.  “I want to go to the bedroom and use my cock now.  Is That OK with you sissy Maid Stephanie?” she purrs. 

            In the bedroom she instructs me to remove my petticoat and lie back on the bed.  She pulls down my panty hose and panties to my knees.  She  leaves my dress and high heels on.  She reaches for her vibrator and then mounts me.

 “Can you last very long Stephanie?” she asks.

 “I will try to last as long as I can mistress.”, I reply. 

            She straddles me and slowly slides her cock into her moist, wet pussy.  It felt so fantastic.  I know I am not going to have an orgasm for a very long time, but it still feels so good to be inside her tight hole.  I also love that even though I am not allowed to cum, I can help her have several orgasms of various types and intensities.  This aspect of  chastity has been the most difficult for me.  It is so hard to have sex and make your partner cum over and over and in the end you don’t get to have the ultimate physical pleasure that your partner just had.  Frustrating and yet it feels great to sacrifice your pleasure so your lover has more pleasure.  I guess I am trading some physical pleasure for more emotional pleasure. 

            She literally had 4 orgasms while riding me and using her vibrator.  I was able to last and not have an accident.  When she grinds on my cock I can last basically indefinitely.  It is when she slides up and down on me that I have to tell her to stop so I don’t have an accident.

            Now is the time when she is so spent and satisfied that she is exhausted.  All the good feeling chemicals have been released and are racing through her body and she is basking in the afterglow.  This is when she decides how much more physical pleasure she will allow me to have.  After tonight’s activities, I now have 18 merits on our scoreboard.  I am required to have 20 before I can be milked.

“Would you like it if I used a dildo on your ass for a while Stephanie?  I won’t touch your, I mean my, cock but at least you can have a little more pleasure before we are through.”

 “ Please fuck me just a little while mistress!”  I was so excited at the prospect of having some added physical pleasure tonight that I added, “and please use the pink vibrating one”

“My, My you are demanding tonight sissy.  Beg me to fuck you Stephanie.  Beg me to be fucked like the sissy slut you are.  Look at you all dressed up like a pretty French maid.  Beg me to make you my sissy slut”

I sincerely begged as she asked and meant every word of it.  I craved any extra sensation she was willing to allow me to have. 

“OK Stephanie, get on all fours and raise your ass in the air.  That is a good girl.  Are you ready for your treat Stephanie?  You know the pink one is bigger than the one I use to milk you?  I am proud of you. You are learning to take it like a real slut Stephanie.  You will like the vibrations.  I will use it on you for 5 minutes and than that is it.  There will be no touching of my property during this process.  Do you understand Stephanie?”

“I understand mistress.  Thank you for letting me have a little more pleasure tonight.”

“You are welcome Stephanie.”

With that, she sets a timer for 5 minutes and begins to apply the lubricant.  She slowly inserts the 7 inch pink phallic object.  She moves it in and out slowly.  It feels big but I am comfortable and it feels good to have more sexual stimulation.  She now turns on the vibrator.  Now,  I really feel pleasurable sensations in my anus and extending all the way into my penis.  I instinctively begin to rock back and forth against the device to stimulate different areas while mistress holds the dildo and moves it around herself.  I am genuinely enjoying the sensations and event as they unfold.

5 minutes goes by way too fast.  The times goes off and I know that the session is over.  She never touched my organ and I of course was not allowed.  I wanted so bad to start touching myself.  The sensation throughout the 5 minutes is like the first stages of a building orgasm but you never get to the higher stages where the orgasm actually occurs.  It is incredibly frustrating.  I thank her for allowing me the extra pleasure.  She says that I can be out of my chastity belt tonight as a bonus but I will be relocked in the morning.   We lay together and snuggle for a bit.  We both recant the evening and agree that we both needed that.   She is the best mistress, girlfriend and best friend I could ever hope for.

Sissy Maid Stephanie

2010.03.09 17:05:59

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Lockup of indeterminate length

I took the weekend off from chastity play since we had guests and I didn't want to have to worry about accidental discovery. I locked back up yesterday around noon with a short term, if somewhat undefined goal. You see, this week is spring break for my wife. As much as I would love to be in the sack with her every day this week, her monthly cycle started last Saturday. I am hoping that she will be done and ready to play as early as tomorrow.

Of course, there are some complicating factors. While my wife has never had what I'd call a high sex drive, it is particularly low in the days immediately following her period. Also, she has a mid-term on Monday of next week so she can't really just lounge around and relax all week long. Although I'm obviously hoping she'll realize we should not let this week go by without at least one round of mattress dancing, it would not be entirely out of character for her to announce that it's just not going to work. Or, at the very least, she will put it off until the last minute and then suddenly have a headache. I'm not just being pessimistic here. Plenty of precedence has been been established over our 20+ years of marriage for me to see this as a very possible outcome.

So anyway, my goal is to stay locked up until my wife is ready to have sex or Thursday afternoon at the earliest. I was going to wait until Friday afternoon but going that long without relief might negatively impact my performance should my wife decide she's in the mood.

avoiding detection | goals | sex

2010.03.04 11:45:48

seidenki

seidenki → When beng locked becomes normal.

I've just clocked up 17 days locked up in my CB6000s. It's comfortable and fits right. I feel "in the groove" and the key is not readily accessible. I guess I've reached the point where it feels right.

And yet, the temptation is still there to pull it off. I keep vacillating between "maybe tomorrow" and "indefinitely".

2010.03.03 14:19:58

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Lesson Learned

Well, I've learned something about myself and self-imposed chastity. If I don't have a specific goal, I have far less self control. It was no more than two or three hours after my last blog post that the device came off any chance of extending my lock up and denial record came to an end. I've been out of the device ever since. Before I lock up again, I need to set a goal then determine the right day to start the lock up so it fits in with my wife's, and my life's, schedule. Then I must immediately lock the main key in the lock box and send the combination photo to the keyholder website. I seem to be pretty good about not using the emergency key. I'll try to spend some time figuring all that out in the next day or two.

chastity | goals

2010.03.01 16:18:55

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → What to do?

Between Thursday night and Sunday morning, I'd say I was locked up about 50% of the time. Even when I was wearing it, I was only doing so to not lose any progress my body was making on getting used to having it on. My wife has a head cold so I pretty much "entertained myself" on Friday and Saturday. By late Saturday morning, my mind began to consider what my next chastity goal would be. I locked back up on Saturday afternoon although I did take it back off Sunday afternoon for a few hours to make a few things easier on me. It had only been a little of 24 hours so I wasn't worried about lacking the will power to keep from cheating.

At this point, I'm not entirely sure what my goal is. If I stay locked up until Thursday again, that would be 1 day longer than the last time. That seems like a reasonable goal from both an orgasm denial point of view and the continuous wearing of the CB-3000 point of view. However, Thursday morning is one of the two best opportunities I have to have sex with my wife (due to her schedule) and if I've gone 5 days without release, I'm not going to last all that long should I get the opportunity. That's not going to make her very happy and could cause a problem with her tolerance of my self-imposed chastity play. If I'd ever had even a little bit of success at milking my prostate, I'd give that a try as that might be enough for me to avoid popping off too soon. The other option would be to unlock myself for a ruined orgasm on Tuesday but I can count the number of times I've really made my self stop and completely ruin it on one hand and have several fingers left over. I always start off fully intending to ruin it, but when the moment arrives, I don't have the will power to let it slip away. I'll figure something out, I guess.

On a positive note, I've determined that I can ride the stationary bikes at my gym with no problem while wearing the CB-3000. The next step will be to see if I can comfortable ride my road bike. I'll probably have to wait a week or so for the weather to warm up a bit before I try that. The two things that worry me about the road bike is the much narrower shape of the saddle and the fact that being bent over on a rode bike for an hour or two frequently causes me to "turtle up" pretty significantly. I'm worried that I'll slip out of the device and I have no idea what kind of discomfort/pain/damage that might cause.

chastity | goals | sex | exercise

2010.02.26 11:56:04

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Free At Last!

I went to bed Wednesday night before the website gave me the combination to the safe. I resigned myself to having to wait until the house was empty Thursday morning before I could unlock and get some relief. I did manage to doze off, but woke up around midnight with the symptoms of a frustrated erection. I decided I might as well see if the combination was available, but as I was walking out of the bedroom, my wife was coming upstairs to go to bed. She asked me what I was doing and I had a decision to make.

You see, my wife knows all about the CB-3000 so that's not a secret. However, even after 20+ years of marriage, I still get a little embarrassed about the subject of masturbation. It's no big deal to talk about it with her in general terms, but I didn't want to say, "Oh, I'm going to go masturbate." So I just said I was going to take the cage off because it was bothering me. Fortunately, the combination was available because if it wasn't, I'd have had to either break into emergency key or gone back to bed with the cage still on which would have required explaining the whole lock box/website thing to her. (It's not something I'm trying to keep from her; I just haven't had time to tell her about and I didn't want to explain the whole process to her that late at night.) The good news was that the aching of the frustrated erection was gone, but I didn't have time to relieve myself without her knowing what I was doing. Somehow I managed to get to sleep and as soon as I had a few minutes of privacy on Thursday morning, well, let's just say a long four days came to an end. I can't even imagine what's it going to feel like after longer lockup periods.

I wore the cage about half the day yesterday but took it off again when I needed to do some unplanned plumbing repair on the kitchen sink last night. I decided not to put it back on when I was finished because I have an appointment at the doctor's office this morning and, while the visit has absolutely nothing to do with anything that would require me to drop my pants, I'd just as soon not take the chance. I'll put it back on when I get home but I'll probably wait until Monday before starting another lockup period with the website.

2010.02.24 15:42:46

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → And Now For A Brief Moment Of Panic

Yes, I had a brief moment of panic yesterday. I had to go a county building yesterday and just before I left the house, it occurred to me that they may have metal detectors at the doors now. Although I've heard time and again that the little padlocks don't usually set off airport detectors, I figured with my luck, I'd be subjected to a strip search. Unfortunately, my main key is still locked in a key safe until sometime tonight or tomorrow. I only had two choices, risk it or use the emergency key.

My concern about using the emergency key was that while I didn't have time to fool around before leaving, I didn't trust myself to get locked back up ASAP when I got back home. Then I had what I think of was a pretty good, spur-of-the-moment idea. I grabbed the emergency key and one of those plastic locks that came with my CB-3000. On the way to the county building, I pulled into an empty parking lot along the way and swapped the plastic lock for the padlock. Problem solved! Naturally, when I arrived at my destination, I discovered they did NOT have detectors so all of this effort was unnecessary. Still, I'm glad I kept those plastic locks and somewhat proud of myself for maintaining my self-imposed chastity.

My original plan was just leave the plastic lock in place and use the notification from the keyholder website that it was time to cut the lock. However, I decided to go ahead and swap it back and take that opportunity to remove the 1/8" spacer taking me down from 1/2" to 3/8" in gap. I'm having to deal with the guide posts poke me, but I figured it be good to go at least 24 hours with the smaller gap before trimming the posts. Again, I deliberately made the swap very carefully without removing the cage and got the padlock locked back on before I could change my mind. I was very tempted to. The good news is that the smaller gap size is not causing any problems. I'll get it trimmed down tomorrow when I'm finally unlocked.

I am SO ready to be out of this cage. It's getting harder (pun intended) by the hour to just be patient and wait for the website to give me the combination to the key safe. It's even worse knowing it's very possible that they key will become available at a time when I either don't have privacy or close to a time when there's a possibility for sex with my wife.

adjustments | emergency key | avoiding detection

2010.02.23 14:43:35

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → No Joy

As bad luck would have it, my wife was too busy and definitely not in the mood to have any fun last night. I reset the combination on my key safe and uploaded a pic to the keyholder website. I set it for a release time of late morning on Thursday then told it to randomize a release time near the end. I told it to give me an approximate release time instead of the hot/cold indicator and it is showing a time that is around midnight Wednesday night. I'm going to assume that it will be sometime in the wee hours of Thursday morning and I'll end up having to wait until I have the house to myself before I can get the key and unlock. That will be 5 days since my last orgasm. That's no big deal to long time chastity enthusiasts, but for a newbie, it will be a nice achievement.

I've actually gone longer than 5 days on willpower alone, but it's quite different when wearing the device. It is a CONSTANT reminder that I can't have an orgasm. I can't even tease myself. When I was doing it on willpower, I would still masturbate to the edge at least a couple of times a day. I thought that was making it harder to meet my goal, but now I'm not so sure. At least during the other times of the day, my mind could be completely off of sex. But while I've finally gotten the CB-3000 adjusted to a point that it is reasonable comfortable, I'm almost always aware of it. I'm hoping that will change over time and I'll become so used to it that I don't notice it because I just don't see how I can extend voluntary chastity more than a few days otherwise.

chastity | keyholder.r307.com | goals

2010.02.22 15:44:49

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Free Weekend

I gave myself the weekend off but locked back up this morning. I'm trying out the #4 ring since it seems that I may have already stretched out a little. I'm hoping I don't have any problems with it because it seems that the smaller the ring, the easier it is to walk and sit normally. I'm going to keep a close eye on things today and see how it goes.

There's also a chance I might get lucky with the wife tonight. She's spent most of the weekend studying for a big test she has this afternoon. She' got a test in another class this coming Thursday, but I'm hoping she'll want to have a little fun time this evening. However, if she doesn't want to, the cage won't come off (assuming the new ring size is okay). I will reset my key safe and set the unlock time to Thursday morning.

adjustments | sex

2010.02.19 18:54:31

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Virtual Keyholder

I decided to try the keyholder website and make that my next goal. However, I'm just doing an approximately 1 day lockup right now. I uploaded the picture with the combination to my key safe last night. The website has a fun feature that let's you pick an amount of time to be locked up then optionally randomize the exact moment the picture is available for downloading. I set the amount of time for two days then set the randomizer to pick a point of time somewhere in the middle of that. That means that at some point tonight, I will be able to download the image and get my key back.

The weird thing is that I'm SO turned on right now! It's taking all my willpower to keep from ripping open an emergency key. Before I had a device, the longest I was able to deny myself through willpower alone was 8 days. The first few days were no big deal. In the two weeks or so that I've had a CB, it's a temptation from day 1 every time I lock myself up. Now that I've added in the fact that I'd have to break open an emergency key to get out, the intensity has gone through the roof! I'm having a hard time getting in work done because I keep logging onto the keyholder website hoping the file is ready.

Now I know that a one day lockup is no big deal. However, I am technically still working through some adjustments and trying to find the right combination of hinge padding and spots that need lubrication that I don't want to commit to a longer lockup yet. I'll get there. I just don't want to get into the habit of getting into the emergency key even if I don't cheat and lock myself right back up. I'm trying to maintain a discipline of considering the emergency key something that should only be used for a real emergency (or if my wife wants to have sex).

Looking forward, I think at some point, I may have to get the CB-6000. The extra care in dealing with padding the hinge in the rings is really annoying and I'd like to be able to experiment with smaller gaps between the cage and the rings without having the guide pins poking me. My biggest worry about the 6000, though, is the seemingly high frequency of seam splits coupled with the fact that the seams run top and bottom instead of each side. If the split is on the bottom and pinches your scrotum, I imagine it would be a lot harder and more painful to get the cage off.

Actually cage splits worry me with the 3000 as well. I'd like to figure out some way to reinforce the seams in advance. If anyone has any ideas, please let me know. If there is a solution that will work for both the 3000 and the 6000 I may go ahead and order it.

keyholder.r307.com | emergency key | cage split prevention

2010.02.18 22:27:14

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Getting Lucky!

The big news today is that my wife came home from school for lunch and had some time before she had to go back. She indicated that after she ate and unwound from the stress of taking a test this morning that she'd be up for some fun. I unlocked myself and got cleaned up so I'd be ready when she was. (She tolerates my CB but prefers not to have to deal with it.) We had a great time. I only wish she hadn't had to go back to school so we could have taken more time with it.

I waited until she left for school before locking back up. It turned out to be very good timing for me because just this morning I had finally found the toe bandages I'd read about and now I had an opportunity to try one out. I'm hoping it will work out better than the band-aides I've been putting over the hinge until now. So far, so good.

I don't know if anyone is actually reading this blog, but if so, I mentioned in my previous post that my goal was to stay locked up this time (with exceptions for cleaning) until my wife was ready for sex. I had originally expected that to be Friday at the earliest. While I'm very pleased to have had the opportunity to have sex, it has left me temporarily goal-less now that I've locked myself back up. Although there are certainly exceptions, my wife's sexual needs combined with her stressful school workload usually equate to once or twice a month. That means that it is quite possible it will be around another 2 weeks before we have sex again and I'm not ready to commit to that length of a lockup just yet. Eventually I will be ready for that, but I'm trying to build a string of successes as positive reinforcement and I don't want to set an unreasonable goal and not make it.

One possible goal is to try out keyholder.r307.com for just a couple of days and see how it goes. It looks like a pretty cool website. I might even contact the authors and suggest an additional feature or two once I've played around with it some.

One of the things I find really interesting is how hard it is to keep the device on right now. There's this part of me that reasoning that since I've had an orgasm today, why not just have one or two more before locking up again? That date of last orgasm doesn't change, right? Go for it! It seems that willpower is just as important immediately after release as it is when several days go by. The real "fun" will start when I remove willpower from the equation!

sex | goals | keyholder.r307.com

2010.02.17 18:39:41

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → 1 Day Locked

I went to the gym this morning, but I skipped the showers. I had planned on going for it, but I had a teleconference call scheduled for this morning and I ended up not having time after my workout for a shower. Plus, I forgot to bring any Q-tips so I wouldn't have had a good way to clean inside the cage. We'll see how it goes tomorrow.

I had really hoped that my wife and I would have an opportunity for sex this morning. Unfortunately she woke up with a headache and I had that teleconference followed up by a dentist appointment. By the time I finally got back from the dentist, she had to get ready to go to school. Hopefully, it will work out tonight. I really hope so because even though I've only been locked up a little over 24 hours, I'm really feeling the need for an orgasm. I can only hope as I get more used to wearing the CB-3000 that I won't ALWAYS feel horny. I mean, I need to be able to concentrate on work, ya know?

Well, regardless of what happens tonight, my goal is to stay locked up until my wife is ready to have sex no matter how long that is. Let me modify that statement. My goal is to refrain from having an orgasm until that point. I may have to unlock to check on my skin given the rash I had last week. However, I'm really hoping I can stay in the device the entire time because, honestly, if I take this thing off, I don't think I could keep myself from taking matters in to my own hands.

cleaning | goals

2010.02.16 18:42:38

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Back in Lock Up Mode

I took a 4 day break from my CB-3000 to give the rash time to heal. We also had company over for part of the weekend and I didn't feel like having to worry about it since I'm still a novice at having it on and what can and can't be concealed. (A bit of an excuse, but I was genuinely a little worried about). Since the Mrs. wasn't interested in "celebrating" Valentine's Day, I went to bed somewhat frustrated. Once I had the house to myself (I work from home), I took a little bit of time to have some fun and made the decision to lock back up.

Since I'm thinking the cause of the rash was too much moisture, I'm not using baby oil this time. I just a very small amount of lube and managed to get the cage on with a little bit of effort and (fortunately) minimal discomfort. I then used a q-tip to get my penis positioned well and to soak up as much lube as possible. I realize it's only been a few hours, but the only difference between using baby oil and not is that it's a little more difficult to get lined up with the slot when going to the restroom. I'm sure I'll adapt.

My wife has a big test at school on Thursday and if history is any indication, she will not have any time nor interest in sex until Thursday evening at the earliest. My plan is to stay locked up at least until then and hope I get lucky. That would be a little over 48 hours. If she's too tired and/or not in the mood that night, I'm going to try to remain locked until whatever day she is ready, but I will definitely release myself at even the slightest hint of a rash returning.

Besides being hyper-vigilant on keeping my skin healthy down there, my other big test this week will be to go to the gym. I need to start spending some time getting some cardio workouts in and I'll need to be able to do it locked up. The only big question is if I'll attempt showering while I'm there. We have individual shower stalls with curtains, but you have to get undressed at some point so that will be scary. Public humiliation is NOT a turn on for me so I may pass on the showers. I guess I'll just see how it goes.

2010.02.12 14:35:32

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Oops!

Well, it turns out that redness may not have been caused by a rough spot on the cage after all. Within hours of making my last blog post, I noticed that the redness was beginning to spread. It was a rash; probably jock itch. I started treating it immediately and it already looks almost gone. I'm going to keep aggressively treating it over the weekend and should be good to go starting on Monday. However, I'm going to have to find a different solution for getting into the cage. I guess I'll just try a small amount of lube since that will likely evaporate completely at some point.

rash

2010.02.11 17:15:30

sweet

Fiction Writings → Drunk

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I woke up, but only just.

I had the taste in my mouth of far too much beer from the night before, and a thumping headache. Slowly it came back to me... the bar, then the party, then the club, then the late night club...

I lifted my hand to my head, but it only got half way there, tugged back by my other hand. I lifted them up to see what was happening, then realised what I had done.

I'm an occasional self-bondage enthusiast, and sometimes fantasize about being locked into chains. I have all the gear, but don't often use it. Just occasionally, when I'm feeling quite adventurous, I'll put on a pair of handcuffs or leg cuffs before I go to bed.

And I guess last night was just such a night. I must have put these handcuffs on before going to bed, and now discovering it. I was hung over, and not really in the mood for bondage games, but it's not like I had a choice now.

I experimentally lifted a foot, and found, to no great surprise, my leg cuffs locked on too. There was a chain connected to my handcuffs, and I found with a bit of tugging that it was connected not only to my leg cuffs but to the steel collar which appeared to be locked around my neck too.

So there it was, I had wanted to feel like a chained up prisoner, and that's just how I felt. I'm sure most prisoners didn't want to be there and just wanted to be free of it all, and in my hung over state that's just how I felt too.

slave contract | chastity | bondage | enslavement

2010.02.11 13:53:20

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Short Break

My 48 hour continuous lockup ended during the middle of the day yesterday so I took everything off and checked all my parts out as best I could. There was a slight redness on the right side of the base of my penis but it wasn't bothering me. I decided to wash myself thoroughly and lock myself back up until today. I figured the 30 minutes or so I was out wouldn't matter when checking for skin conditions. I just unlocked myself a little while ago and discovered that the spot look even more red today though it still isn't bothering me in the slightest. Upon very careful inspection of my CB-3000 cage, I discovered that there was a very slight imperfection at the seam on the right side. I'm guessing that since my jeans force the cage to the left side of the crotch, it's pressing the right side of the cage into the side of my penis. I'll have to get some very fine sandpaper and try to smooth it out. If anyone has any other suggestions, I'd love to hear them.

Looking forward, I went out and bought a key safe yesterday and also created my emergency keys by baking them inside of clay formed into what was supposed to be an orb. Well, it's plainly obvious to anyone that ever sees these things that I am not a sculptor. They look terrible! However, I think they will work perfectly. It wouldn't take much effort to break them open but I can tell you that the effort involved in making even crappy looking ones will discourage me from breaking one open just because I'm horny.

Now that the emergency keys are handled and once the cage has been sufficiently smoothed out, the only remaining obstacle will be overcoming my ability to have an orgasm while wearing the cage. While it's a bit of a disappointment that I can have any kind of an orgasm, I'll readily admit that it's a lot of work and not entirely satisfying. On the other hand, it's a source of some very erotic mental imagery and since my chastity is self-imposed (for now) for my own enjoyment, does it really matter?

Wrapping up, I hope to find some suggestions for smoothing the cage and get that done tomorrow. We have family coming over to visit for the weekend so I probably hold off on locking myself back up until they leave on Sunday. That should give me time to heal up so I can start a 3 day lock up.

emergency key | chastity | adjustments

2010.02.10 04:09:17

canlock

can-lock → A Day in The Country - part 2

A Day in The Country - part 2

Finally I found the comfort I sought and let the bit settle into my mouth. I felt her thread two reigns through rings on my collar and through rings on my belt. Then I could feel her attach the ends to the cage she had so recently put on. I could see her bend down to release the two chains that kept my feet apart. Relieved at this new found freedom I clsed my legs to ease muscles stretched far too long.

She moved behind me and shook the reigns saying "Walk on.". I took this to mean that I should walk forward. As I started walking she pulled this reign, and then the other one in order to direct me to the door. She lead me out of the building and into the light. My eyes burned in the bright sunlight but I folowed her commands not wanting to defy her at any point.

Over and over again I followed her commands. We walked in this direction and that. We turned left and right and halted. The information for this came to my cage. A tug left and I turned left, a tug right and I turned right. A tug on both and a soft "whoa" meant stop. I was getting this. A shake of the reigns and a "giddy up" meant I should speed up. We went slower and faster. And she had me lift my knees high so that as I walked or ran my knee was at the same level as my hips. I did not often feel the sting of the buggy whip she used to have me follow her directions but when I slacked off she was quick to correct my offending or slack behaviour. Soon the onslaught of the buggy whip was diminished and I at long last felt I was doing as she asked. And I heard an approving "Good boy! My Pet!!" My heart soared with her approval.

We practiced for what seemed a few short minutes but in reality it was more than an hour. Soon hunger pangs drew my focus away from my actions around the field. And I could smell the BBQ whose smoke filled the valley that the field was in. My nostrils flared taking in the dreamy scent and I happily headed to the barn finally understanding why horses sped up as they neared their home and their chow.

I was lead in to the room where I had been harnessed only a few short hours before. I saw her bend down and lock a chain around my ankle. The other end of the 20 foot chain was firmly anchored to the wall. She removed the harness and bit and indicated that it would not be off long. She pointed to the oatmeal, carrots and lettuce that lay on a pan on a bench nearby. My heart sank as I smelled the BBQ that my Queen would no doubt enjoy in just a few minutes. At first I stood there looking at this pitiful pile of food. It was not the BBQ really wanted. "That's it!! I thought to myself! I will go on strike, not eat and show themwhat I am made of!" As lunch went buy I could hear the laughter from the house nearby and could sense the pleasure they were enjoying of the food they were hving. I could see in my mind's eye potato salad and fresh green lettuce and especailly BBQ beef burgers, succulent enough to melt in your mouth. But if I was to be filled than I guessed that this was it so I ate with a gusto. Even though I was denied the use of my hands and the collar did not allow me much head movement I slammed the food down. It was good food. Far too healthy for my liking but it did fill an empty. I ate in rush worried that my stalling at the beginning of lunch would mean theat I would not get to finish. I did finish but only just.

Beside the pan was a container of water that I drank heartily from. My mornings exertions has brought on a powerful thirst. When my mistress, my Princess came back into the room water was dripping from my chin. I had been thirsty for water. Now I was thirsty for something else!

I must have looked a site because when she came in and saw my face she laughed. There must have been oatmeal smeared all over although I did try to eat carefully. I opened my mouth to ask a question but was quicky silenced. I was not to communicate verbally. She took a wet cloth and wiped my face of the leftovers of my lunch. I was sure my mustache was caked with oatmeal as she spent quite a bit of time makeing sure she could be proud of her charge. I think she just liked spending time with me, adoring the one who adored her. Putting the cloth down she picked up the harness and bit. I opened my mouth to accept the intruder once more. Again I felt straps tightened to hold the offending bit in its place. And I knew I washers to command once again.

Releasing me from my chain and with a firm "Walk on!" she directed me outside into the afternoon sun. We walked up to a two wheeled cart that rested in the middle of the yard. She backed me into place between the two wooden poles that I would be pulling. I heard the clicks as the arms of the sulky were attached to the belt right below my hands. I could hang on to the poles as we walked easing my job of pulling the cart and my Princess and making me more steady as walked across the uneven ground. I heard her settle herslf into the seat and I could feel weight on the poles and then onto the belt I was wearing.

"Walk on!" She asked. Of course I would. I was hers to direct and I loved being in that moment for her and with her. I walked and was steered towards a path that wound through the field toward a bunch of trees that I could see off in the distance. They seemed no more than a mile or a mile and a half away. An easy pull as I walked toward them, or so I thought.

"Trot on" she insisted, the command punctuated with the buggy whip. I settled into an easy jog only feeling the sting of the whip when I didn't bring my knees up high enough or keep up the pace. This was hard work! But to avoid her ready application of the whip I knew I had to force the moment. It was then that I knew why she had insisted that I start running and getting back into shape more than a month ago.

Eventually I saw the trees loom larger and larger with each step I took. They became my focus. I didn't know if this was her destination, I only knew that she wanted to go in this direction and this was only a wy point for her, and ultimately, my destination.

I listened to the bells attached to my nipples and the end of my cage jingle a rythmic song as we sped toward what ever destination she had in mind. The sound put me into a trance as I struggled to keep both the sound and the pace even as we trotted over the occasssional small rise that was on the trail ahead. I was lost in the headspace of running and in the subspace of being her charge.

I was breathing hard when we arrived at a clearing in the copse of trees. In the center of the clearing was a pond that looked inviting enough to swim in. She slowed me up and then stopped. I looked around as best I could but was prevented by the collar I had worn since early morning and the blinders that prevented any but a narrow view. Straight ahead I saw the afternoon sun dapple though leaves that fluttered in the breeze. If Walden had seen a utopia then this was it. This was my paradise. And I was with my Goddess.

I felt her get out of the sulky and come around to face me. I saw the love in her eyes and the admiration she had for my efforts to please her. She stroked my hair and patted me on my naked, welt covered, sweat moisted behind. She calmed me as my breath calmed, oxygen satisfied, into the regular rythmic relaxed intake that I was so used to. I revelled in her touch and appreciated the approval she showed me.

She once again locked a chain to my ankle. Then she took off my harness and took the offending bit from my mouth. She kissed me hard and deeply, moaning in anticipation for what she had planned. I kissed her back as best I could given my predicament. I felt her tongue plunge deeply into my mouth and I responded as best I could. I sucked it and loved the taste that she shared with me. I felt the heat of the afternoon sun and now I knew the heat that only someone long locked and aroused could know.

Off came the collar allowing me a freedom I had not known for many hours. I moved my head turning this way and that relishing this freedom that she had given me. I studied the clearing and the pond and saw that the chain she had attached was anchored to a boulder more than 30 feet away. I saw her walk out of the radius of the chain and put the keys on a nail pounded into a tree. I was not going to escape even if I wanted to. I didn't want to. I did not want to disappoint this woman, my lover and the one I admired so much for being the most inventive and cruel person I knew.

Finally off came the sulky and the belt, and the leather wrist cuffs. I was as free as I had been in a long time. The only thing on now was my cb3000 and even the reigns had been removed. And my runners. And, of course, the chain that held me fast to the boulder in the clearing in the forest bu the field on this wonderful summer afternoon.

I watched her take a basket from the sulky and take out a blanket which she spread on the forest floor. She motioned me over and indicated that I should lay down. I was tired so I happily did as I was told. I lay down and she lay down beside me. At this point my heart soared once again. My Princess had chosen me to spend time with her. To lie with her in quiet, in this most peaceful place was a gift only a few would understand. I did, and I was gratified that she had chosen me.

We kissed and held an embrace that squeezed the breathout of us both. We lay panting and petting. My heart raced at the possibilities. By breath came in a rapid stattico form my attentions and devotion to her. Our kisses were eager and deep full of the teenager in us all. I did what I could to make her day specail, and as full of the life that she had offered me. I nuzzled her neck and breathed warm breaths there enjoying the moment, attempting to make her as happy as I could. Nuzzling her neck which I know she loves usually leads to other more sexual things so I spent as much time as I dare there trying to make her happy.

I removed her top which exposed breasts warm and heaving in lust. She wore no bra today. Her nipples were hard in arousal but available for me. A sexual flush reddened her neck and breasts revealling to me the depth of her arousal and her desire to be with me. I cradled each breast in my hands, weighing them and becoming familiar once more, admiring the work that God had done. She was perfect. Then into my mouth I sucked each nipple enjoying the advances that only a very few would ever know. And as I sucked I felt her breath quicken. She became more desperate with each passing moment. And I felt priviledged with the gift she had given me in letting me know her in this way. I felt her chest rise and her nipples harden all the more with the lust of the moment.

Her skirt was next. I knew she was naked underneath. This I has seen earlier. But it was only a furtive glance and I had been focused on the pingpong ball. Now I was focused on her being, her place with the world and her relationship with me. And I saw her Goddess place. This was, indeed, a gift to me. I was privledged to see, and infrequently to taste, and every once in a while, to make love to this place theat was my Princesses.

From her pocket she took a key and released me from a bondage that I had experienced for almost a month. Her movements were deliberate, not rushed at all. She did not feel the rush to sexual abandon that I did. She was as careful with me as she had always been. As she removed the cage and the ring behind it looked me in the eyes and then she smiled. It wasn't a wicked smile but one of love. She smiled as she held me in her hand stroking gently. She squeezed my balls and held them tenderly. It was then that I knew the true depth of her feelings towards me.

As we lay on the blanket my fingers touched here and there avoiding what I knew she wanted. I stroked her breasts and nuzzled her neck and did all those things that I knew would tickle her fance and get into her sexual being. I played with her ears sending shivers down her spine. I held her close after the shiver knowing that it was a shiver of anticipation. At long last I felt the the swollen lips that framed her Goddess spot and felt wetness. She was wet with anticipation just as I was dripping from my too long locked sentence from personal pleasure..

She pushed me over on my back then climbed on me. I felt her reach down and guide my swollen and acheing member into her. As she lowered herself onto my throbbing member I felt the moisture, and the warmth and the strength of her muscles in her womb. She slowly started rocking back and forth, squeezing the muscles that I had come to love so much.. After a time I saw her blush in arousal and then a few minutes she gasped and groaned as she clenched in orgasmic paralysis. She started beathing again and started rocking once more. She was riding me. I was her toy and I was happy being it. She rode me hard for her pleasure.

She played with my nipples and made my bells ring. She had pierced them a long time ago because she liked the look and because it made it difficult for me. When we have met socially she has giggled at me trying to hide the rings buried there. She has even gotten me going knowing that I am trying everything not to have my lifestyle exposed.

For almost 30 days I had been locked. I dreamt of this moment. I had spent hours in frustration hoping to feel what I was about to feel. I felt her clench and shudder again. Her eyes were closed and a smile appeared on her lips. Then her eyes opened and smiled too. But this smile was mischeavious. She rode me hard and did what she does best. I grunted as I came. I held my breath as she rode me till I slumped in exhaustion. She held me for a few momnets than reached down and held her nether lips together. I knew what was coming. She crawled up my body and positioned herself over my mouth. "Lick me out! My Pet!. Make me proud as you always do." I hated doing this but she loved it so I complied. I knew better than to not. If I could ask her to take me in her mouth then I had to be prepared to as well.

I did as she asked and she came again. My head was caught in the vice of her legs. Her first O in this position was quiet and refined. The next O caught my head in the vice grip of her legs and thighs. Finally she relaxed and I could breath again. She looked at me, her eyes soft with tenderness and once again I knew I was hers.

We lay there on the blanket for the next while enjoying each other and the afternoon. I held her tightly in a sweet embrace that I did not want to end. I could smell her, and taste her, and feel her. This was one of those moments! I was, indeed hers, to do with what she wanted. We spooned there on the blanket in the summers afternoon sun, happy in each other's company knowig how committed we were to each other. She lay there and purred while I stroked her breasts and nuzzled her neck and did a thousand wonderful things. She closed her eyes and we slept for a few moments. Not many know the sweetness of a moment like that. We did and we knew it!

Her hand was on my once again swollen member. She stroked and played and talked of her poor helpless man locked up in its cage. With this talk I became as hard and as randy as I had only a few minutes before. She crawled down and took me in her mouth. This was hard for her but she knew how much I loved it and I appreciated what she was doing for me. She craddled my balls and squeezed as I came the second time in a month. As the last spasm died out she crawled up and kissed me deeply. And I kissed her back.

We lay togerther for a few minutes more. The afterglow of an afternoons sex fading away just as sure as the sun sets every day. She wanted to swim which we did. Naked we swam like two kids caught up in play at the pool. We splashed each other then floated hand in hand until the chill of the water forced us out of the pond and into towels that she carried on the sulky too.

A bottle of wine appeared and 2 glasses. No wonder the sulky seemed so hard to pull!, I thought. Then some cheese and bread. The poetry of the moment was like that of Cahill Gilbran. A bottle of wine, a loaf of bread and thou! The wine was a nice treat at the end of such an adventure. As time went by we sipped and enjoyed each others company. We even laughed at the ridiculousness of the day's adventure. But neither would have changed a thing.

I helped her dress and she harnessed me once more. Sadly we headed off to the farm from which we had come to return another day, I hoped. And as I trotted pulling my Princess and her cart the sun was setting, casting long shadows and a brilliant salmon light on such a glorius day. For this was a day!

pony boy | servicing | farm

2010.02.10 04:06:49

canlock

can-lock → A Day in the Country- Part One

i should have been forwarned. That phone call she made was not ominous nor unusual. I could hear the smile in her voice as she asked me to be ready for 10 oclock and that we were going for a drive into the country. She went on to tell me to shave carefully. OK, I thought as she hung up.

Shave carefully? Hmmm. I did go shave again as I had already finished my morning shower etc. The razor was used deliberately slowly being careful to scrape each bit of shaving cream from my face. I was puzzled by her request but happily complied with her wishes. Fresh aftershave, her favourite, and a careful comb ensured I looked as good as I could for her.

Prompty at 10 we met at our usual place, a nice cafe where we start the day together. I had long since learned not to be late for any reason. She had little tolerance for tardiness. I recalled with a grimace a time I was 20 minutes late. I felt the strokes of the cane that morning and bore the reminders for over a week. I was not about to be late again.

She pulled up in her van and motioned me over. I walked over and got into the passenger side and gave her her morning kiss. The first was tentative and hurried. The next was slow, deliberate and meant to wet the appetite for the day's adventures, what ever they were.

"Good morning! My Pet" she said . This was a nick I had come to love for only she used it and to me it symbolized the strength of our relationship, and also served to remind me of my place. She was the Domme, and I was hers. She kept me locked for long periods while she enjoyed my attention. I was hers to give her pleasure. I knew my pleasure was of no consequence. In fact, she seemed to relish my continual frustration and delighted in having me very aroused but so confined in my belt that it became a time of discomfort for me.

The Neosteel belt was secure. I had tried everything to get a little satisfaction. I squirted water! I pulled the belt this way and that. I even rubbed up against the dryer while it was running hoping the vibration would provide some relief. Nothing would satisfy but only served to heighten my sense of helplessness and utter dependancy on her whims.

From time to time she would install an estim device to give me a shock every time I started to become aroused. One electrode was at the bottom of the tube while the other was part of a butt plug. She set it a level that I was not happy with as the shocks were painful but not harmful. As I became aroused my penis would swell touching the electrode. Then she would do everything in her power to get me going. She snickered everytime I was jolted. She loved watching me do everything I could to not get excited. But I was hers to command. She used this only from time to time as she wanted to keep this torment fresh and exciting for her.

"Take off your shirt! And put your hands behind your back" This was a command. I unbuttoned my shirt as she requested and put my hand behind my back. She placed leather cuffs at my wrists and above my elbows. Then she locked my wrists to to my elbows. Left wrist to right elbow. Right wrist to left elbow. Then I settled back into the chair. She than put the seat belt on me. I was now trapped.

"Pants off! And your underwear!" I raised my butt as far as I could while she undid my belt and and unbuttoned my pants. She pulled them down with an assertive ease that I had come to know. Soon I was trapped in the van, naked except for the Neo that I wore constantly, and the runners she told me to wear. My Queen settled herself and gazed at my predicament then smiled that michevious smile of hers. She then reached over and patted me on the Neo to remind me of the power she had over me.

In her hand she held the leg irons I wear for her when she decides, she decided that today was the day. On they went. As if I was going anywhere now.

I watched, shocked as she took a clear glass container then pulled up her black leather skirt to reveal that she was wearing nothing underneath. She held the glass to her Goddess place and peed ito the glass. She held the glass of her golden nectar still warm and lightly yellow. Taking a small ping pong ball into which she had drilled several holes around the top. She pulled out a turkey baster into the the frothy broth and half filled the ball with her essence. My Queen had me open my mouth then inserted now full ping pong ball carefully. "Hold it still in your mouth and you will not spill any. And this had better be as full when we get to our destination!" Wide eyed I accepted the ball. Although I was not unfamiliar the taste of her Golden Necter it was a taste I wanted to avoid today.

There was no doubt that I was hers. Next came the posture collar she had come to love tormenting me with. Another freedom removed. I could not even turn my head now. I stared straight forward looking at the street ahead. I hoped no one would see me in this condition. My Queen relished this open bondage and revelled in the risk of being spotted.

The last indignity was the pair of sun glasses that she put on my head. Only when they were on did I realize that they had been taped with black electrical tape on the inside. I could see nothing.

"Comfy?" she laughed as we sped off in an unknown direction. For about an hour we drove. I noticed that the road had changed from pavement to gravel. We turned this way and that. We slowed and we sped up. And we stopped a few times for a reason I did not know. After a final turn we slowly pulled up to a stop. I had no idea where I was. I guessed that we had traveled south as the sun beat a warm tatoo on my body but I had no idea where.

She got out and came around to my side. I could hear her talk with someone. I had no idea who as it was a voice I did not recognize. This was my Queen, my Princess and I trusted her completely. I was hauled out of the van unceremoniously and pulled across and open sun drenched area on what felt like gravel.

We walked for only 20 or 25 paces then she asked me to step up. I had some difficulty keeping up with her as requested. I had to shuffle to accomplish the assigned task of stepping up. We entered an unknown building which had the smell of dry straw and was much cooler then the outside we had just left. Under my feet the texture changed from gravel to rough hewn boards which creaked as we walked across them. Along with the change in texture and sound the smell of old wood, and old hay completed a sensual picture that I guessed was an old barn. I wondered what she had dreamed up for this beautiful spring day. Soon I would find out, ythat I was sure of.

We stopped and she had me spread my legs as far as they would go with the leg irons on. I heard her say "Not far enough!" I could feel her reach down and put a chain around my right leg. Then I heard the distinctive sound of a lock snapping shut. She undid my leg irons and had me widen my stance. She repeated the locking proceedure with the other leg. I was trapped with my legs spread wide. I was going no where.

I felt her walk around behind me. She gave me a loving embrace. And cooed gently in my ear. I felt her hot breath on my neck while she stroked my nipples giving them a tender tug.

She whispered sweet nothings in my ear calming me down. She felt the nervousness that had taken over my thoughts. For a few minutes she stroked and cuddled me. And I was in heaven. She could do to me what she wanted and I would happily go along. Finally she said "You are to make me proud today My Pet. I want you to have as much fun as I am going to have. And you know that I have a pleasant surprise for you at the end of the day."

She released one hand and attached a chain to it then did the same with the other. My arms were pulled up in a diagonal pulling me tight and causing me to stand on my toes. I held my head as steady as I could. I had this pee filled ball gently wedged in my mouth. I had managed to not spill any so far.

Now that I was safely spread eagled she turned her attention to my belt. I could feel her tug and pull looking for any means of escape or for any way for me to satisfy myself. Seeing none she inserted her key into the lock. She pulled away the bottom tube and freed my little man. It sprang to life enjoying this moment of freedom. I was aroused, no, I was hard for her. I could smell her and was randy after nearly 30 days of confinement.

"I thought I told you to shave carefully!! This is not shaved! You have done nothing that I asked!!" I heard her walk away then return behind me. Pain exploded through my brain at the first stroke of the cane. This was her tool to cause pain, to correct me and to deal severely with any wrong doing on my part. I was being punished and I knew it. Each stroke caused a cascade of reds and yellows in my sightless eyes. Each of the 5 caused me to jerk spilling the contents of the ball. The taste of her essence filled my mouth further reminding me of the power that this woman had over me.

"Now I will have to do it for you!" I felt a warm cloth and lots of water being applied to my family jewels. Then I heard the hiss of shave cream and felt her apply it. I was aroused again. With careful hands she scrapped the razor removing the foam and the unwanted and offending hair. I felt her tug and pull, then squeeze and stretch skin here and there. I could feel her remove the hair from my penis and scrotum but not my pubis. This she left. Finally after a rinse and a comment of final approval she took my swollen member and gave me a few assertive pulls stroking me to near orgasm.

I could feel her buckle a belt around me. It felt wide and very secure. She tightened it till I could hardly stand it. Then she unchained the leather cuffs from their stretched position and then attached each to the belt she had finally tightly adjusted. I could now relax my tip toe stance so I settled down providing relief for calves that screamed in exhaustion. Then I felt her close a ring around the base of penis and balls. Just like the cb 3000 that I knew so well. She handled my engorged member roughly and seeing that I was not about to become less aroused wrapped a bag of ice around it all. A sharp intake of breath followed the shock, a shock which caused the effect to my now diminishing member. When she sensed I had had enough or that the ice had done its trick she used a nylon stocking to cage my now miniscule man. I liked the sensation of the cage but was dissappointed that I would not find the release that I so wanted.

I felt her tug once again on the cage of the cb. Then I heard a dingle, she had attached a bell. Then she added two others to nipples swollen in arousal. I moved enjoying the sound they made. This was a new thing. She had never done this before.

She stepped back and I heard her say "Beautiful!". I felt pride for I was making her happy. She returned and told me to open my mouth. She removed the now nearly empty ball which had served as my gag for more than an hour. Again I felt the strokes of her cane as she reminded me that I had not followed her direction to make certain that it remained full. My heart raced and notrils flared as I tried to find air to reduce the pain I felt. I stood there for a moment, legs spread wide conquering the pain that ravaged my body. Soft hands and a tender touch eased the pain and made me glad for her presence.

I squinted as she removed my sunglass blindfold even though the room was not bright. I turned my head as best I could, given the collar I was wearing, to try to figure out where I was. No such luck. I knew my Princess was with me and I knew that I was in the country in somebodies barn. Other than that nothing.

My reverie was broken by the request to open my mouth again. Over my head appeared a harness and bit, not unlike that which would be put on a horse. Buckles tightened as I struggled to find a comfortable position for the invader in my mouth. This thing had blinders which allowed me to see only a narrow view straight ahead. I champed at the bit at I struggle to find some confort in this new assault on my freedom.

continued in part 2

chastity | Femdom | Key Holder | bondage | punishment | shaving

2010.02.09 23:13:27

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Day 7

I am nearing the end of my 7th day of owning a CB-3000. I'm actually very pleased with how quickly I seem to have dialed in the proper fitting. I still need to file down the guide posts a little more, but I'll take care of that the next time I take the device off. They are actually short enough if I'm naked, but my jeans force the cage to flex a little to one side and that side's post pushes out past the ring and ever so slightly rubs my skin. That should be easy enough to take care of.

I am currently working on a 48 hour continuous lockup. I've been slowly extending the lockup time as I watch my skin for signs of any kind of irritation. So far, so good. I can tell already, however, this is going to be hard on me once I start playing for real. I'm crazy horny almost all the time and having a hard time concentrating on work. It's been a huge test of my willpower to keep from just unlocking myself and taking care of business. But I have to determine what my physical limits are before I can get serious about lock up time. I think a large part of my excitement is just because I'm finally getting to experience something I've fantasized about for so long.

Speaking of getting serious, I've also spent some time thinking about what kind of chastity game to play once I've decided the fit is good enough. My first thought was to get a key safe and use the TimeLock program to do some short term lock-ups (5-10 days). I still need to get the key safe but I have gone out and bought a replacement luggage lock so I can have more than one key. I actually have 4 keys now. One will go in the safe, two of them will be emergency keys kept in my truck and in my nightstand, and the last one I'll give to my wife. While she isn't interested in being an actual "keyholder", I do want to her to have a key should the stars align and the opportunity for us to have sex occurs.

I'm trying to come up with a way to have emergency keys available yet not easily usable. Since I don't have a key holder that cares whether or not I unlock myself, I need to make the use of the emergency key somehow unpalatable to me. I'm thinking of perhaps baking the emergency keys into orbs made from clay obtained from the local hobby store. My hope is that they will be sturdy enough to roll around in my truck change tray (or my nightstand drawer) but be easily broken to retrieve the key should an actual emergency come up. I thought about just wrapping the keys up in tape but that could take a while to undo in an emergency and there's no disincentive if I just get really worked up. Breaking one of the homemade orbs would require me taking the time to make another one to "reset" the emergency key after use. It's not a huge deal in the grand scheme of things, but I'm hoping it will be enough of an effort to make me think about it and not use it if it isn't really an emergency.

One final though for this blog entry. I expect there to be a little discomfort to wearing a chastity belt. I mean, I'm putting a plastic contraption over my genitals that they weren't designed to accommodate. Fair enough and I know I just need to tough it out. What I hadn't planned on was just how much itching I was going to have to deal with from shaving.  The itching is WAY more annoying than the aching when erections are prevented or the rubbing of the ring on the bottom of my balls. I'll keep things trimmed pretty short from now on but I am DONE with shaving!

chastity | chastity games | emergency key | shaving

2010.02.09 22:26:33

knoxtennman

Self-Imposed Chastity → Getting Started

(This post was originally a thread I started in the "Trip in the Belt" forums. I made it on Feb 3, 2010. I'm re-posting it here as it's a pretty decent introductory post for a blog. I may make a few alterations here and there but it will largely be the same information.)

After literally years of thinking/fantasizing about chastity play, I finally ordered a CB-3000 last Monday (Feb 1, 2010) from www.stockroom.com. I was on their site to order another toy for me and my wife. I checked on the prices for chastity devices (as I always do) and was pleasantly surprised to see they were selling the complete kit for around $90. I don't remember if that's a permanent price drop or just a Valentine's Day special, but I just couldn't pass up the deal. It arrived just a few hours ago and I'm already wearing it.

I've been following groups/forums/websites about chastity since the CB-2000 was brand new but never took the plunge until now. While the price was always a factor, the main reason was that I hadn't told my wife about my interest until this past summer. She doesn't fully understand it but we played around with it a little bit (with the honor system on my part, of course) with mixed results.

I am starting out the largest ring and the middle lock pin with enough spacers that the backward-facing guide pins don't stick out more than about 1/4". I am really hoping it won't take long to drop down a ring size or two because the big ring really feels awkward. It doesn't hurt, it just feels like it's taking up too much space. I'm also looking forward to being able to shorten those pins once I arrive at the final size.

I'm a bit concerned about cleaning. I don't think I ever realized just how snug a fit it would be (in circumference) even when I wasn't aroused. That makes sense now that I can see it on me, of course. Still, I can see it's going to be a bit of an effort to stay reasonably clean while wearing it. I have a detachable shower head so that's a plus but I am worried about getting everything dried off well enough to prevent moisture related skin problems. I read on one website about using Q-tips but that seems like an awkward and incomplete solution at best. That same website (keptforher.com I think) said the tube should be put on without lube. Not happening!

I don't have any particular plans or goals for my chastity "trip." I have no intention of or interest in staying locked up or denied orgasm for months at a time. My short term goal is to just play with it and get comfortable with the device and use it to fuel my fantasies. Longer term, I'd like to use it for a week or two at a time where my wife is the keyholder and we play some of the various chastity games that are floating around on various sites involving being let out for T&D or ruined orgams or even full orgasms if I'm really lucky. At this point in our lives, however, my wife is heavily involved in a graduate school program and is way too stressed to think about this kind of thing. It will probably be summer of 2011 before we can even think about that kind of weeks-long sexual activity. Until then, I'll just mess around with my own games always keeping an emergency key handy for those times when my wife wants to "spend some quality time" together. In my book, that's a perfectly valid use of an emergency key!

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