Sunday, June 23, 2019

Chastity Works

I am going on my 24th day of being locked in my chastity device. My last orgasm was 26 days ago. My last orgasm was selfish and a secret from Mistress until I was tied to the bed and teased until I confessed. 

Since then, Mistress has done a good job of keeping me motivated while I’m locked up. She has threatened to lock me in the dog kennel a few times when I become argumentative. She pinches my nipples and/or grabs my locked cock almost daily. She comments on my perfume when she can smell it. She bought me some feminine loungewear and has shown me a picture of another feminine item I could wear in football Sunday’s. She has also said we could convert the basement bedroom back into a dungeon.

The title of this post is Chastity Works. I would have snuck off and given myself unauthorized orgasms at least 2 times and I would have stroked a bit, almost daily. I haven’t been able to do this at all. Friday night was the last time I would have taken advantage of the opportunity if I weren’t locked. Mistress had gone to bed. I stayed up to prep some food for a party we had on Saturday. I sexualized this work by imagining Mistress touching herself in bed while I was her slave working in the kitchen.

After the prep work was done I had too much energy for bed. I decided to look at some porn on the internet until I got tired. I was searching for pics of predicament bondage, tease and denial, and forced feminization. While doing this my cock would swell and fill chastity cage.  I was able to put the tip of pinky into the opening of the cage just enough to be able to tease the tip of my cock. Now there is no way I could edge or get off by doing this, so all I did was manage to frustrate myself. If I wasn’t locked I would have masturbated into the trash can under my desk. I would have felt a little guilty about it and I would likely not confess to this transgression in a timely enough manner for Mistress. 

I finally was ready for bed so went upstairs and brushed my teeth and put on a clean nighty before sliding into bed next to Mistress. The nighty I chose is Mistress’ favorite one. It’s pink cotton and form-fitting if not a little tight. It affects me more than most of my nighties. That made me think about more restrictive night clothes. I’ve been fantasizing about teddies and bodysuits so I grabbed my phone and looked on Amazon to see what I could find. I ended up putting one in my cart, but I didn’t buy it. I put down my phone and finally crashed.

The next morning our dog got me up way too early. I went downstairs in my nightie and went back to sleep on the couch. As I laid there trying to fall asleep I instinctively reached for my cock to give it a few strokes. I groaned in frustration that I was unable to stroke my cock.

Even last night, Mistress and I had a bit of an argument.  If I wasn't locked I likely would have rubbed one out.  As it was, I was owned and there was nothing I could do about it.  I am owned even when we don't get along. 

As I write this I realize that chastity is a constant reminder of how much my Mistress loves me. Every time I sit to pee in a public bathroom. Every time I have to adjust my device. Every time I see my device. Every time I feel my cock twitch inside the device. Every time Mistress does something Domme-y to me.  Every night when I lay in bed and fell the device.  Chastity keeps my head in a submissive fog.  Chastity makes me want to sexually satisfy Mistress while remaining denied. Chastity keeps me in check.  Chastity reminds me of my rank in our relationship. Chastity keeps me from being selfish by orgasming by myself. Chastity ensures that my pleasure can only come from Mistress.

Chastity Works.

Here are a few recent posts that I have seen that make my cock twitch in its cage...





Monday, June 3, 2019

Happy Place

I’m back in my happy place. Waking up early because I’m so horny and my cock is straining against its cage. The last few hours with increasingly submissive thoughts and fantasies going through my mind.  Today I’m grateful to be locked in chastity. I’d be edging over and over and over. I’d justify masturbating to orgasm since I’m not locked up.

Getting out of bed and sitting to pee while still wearing my nighty from the night before. Then I spray perfume on my upper chest and neck. The smell going deep into my brain and flipping a feminine switch inside me.  I love it when this happens.  I remove my nighty and hang it up in plain view. I get dressed in something more appropriate and masculine, deep down wanting to dress in something feminine and less appropriate but too insecure to do so without help.  As I go through the morning the perfume keeps weakening the masculine side of my brain.

I’m back to making sure Mistress’ coffee is ready before she gets up.  I have fresh flowers in the house. I’m staying on top of the dishes.

Throughout the day, whiffs of perfume and my locked cock remind me of what deep down, I desire and need.  To serve a strong woman.  To be owned. To be denied. To be controlled. To follow orders.

In the evening I try to do all of the meal preparation. I keep Mistress’ wine glass full and jump whenever she needs me to do anything. I’m back to making sure no dishes are in the sink overnight.  Some evenings Mistress will pick out my attire for me and it’s often something feminine.  Having to wear something feminine this late in the day is always a challenge for me. My libido is lower and I am extra humiliated by it.  However, when this happens, it pushes all of my buttons the right way and puts me back into my subservient mindset, which is good for both of us.  My very last act of the night is preparing Mistress’ toothbrush. It’s a small task but it’s a good way to end my day with a final act of servitude.  Then I put a nighty on and crawl (I don’t actually crawl, but would like to) into bed next to the woman I love and cherish.

As I said, I’m in my happy place. I love serving Mistress and yearn to have additional duties placed upon me.  Chasity, feminization and the possibility of punishment are strong motivators for me and I’m grateful Mistress indulges me with these things.



This spoke to me.  Especially about making me admit secret and guarded desires.







Sunday, June 2, 2019

Randomness

Here are some images that I’ve saved over the last few days in my terribly horny condition.


I've been begging for a HARD birthday caning.  The above picture is only 30 strokes and I really want 50 hard ones.  I'd love for my ass to look like this or worse.  I'd love to not be able to sit for a couple of days. 



Mistress is pretty good at busting my balls, but I saw this and loved how inventive it is.  His balls are bound and forced between his thighs.  His thighs are then tightly tied together.  His balls are a perfect target, especially with his hands bound.  Would love/hate to try this sometime. 




 
Apparently, I need it.
 



Thursday, May 30, 2019

Birthday confession

Today was a milestone birthday for me. Tonight I got a preview of my upcoming birthday sex. I was tied to the bed, teased to the edge more times than I could count. Since I wasn’t able to control the edging and Mistress demanded confessions I quickly found myself making embarrassing confessions.

I confessed to masturbating to orgasm without permission, which ended up with me having my balls excruciatingly smacked dozens of times. I was also sentenced to immediate chastity as well as unknown upcoming feminization. I also confessed to my dark desire to be forced to clean Mistress piss after she pees all the way up to consuming an entire wine glass of her urine. Not because I have any desire to do the actual act (it doesn's sound pleasant) but rather to be forced (or coerced) into such a nasty situation is the real turn on for me.

I also confessed my desire to be feminized more as well as having to wear a chastity device forever other than when the am to service Mistress. I also begged for cruel punishment and correction, the harsher the better. I now have to create my own system for all of my proclivities, to include feminization, chastity, household chores and other acts of servitude. Penalties for infractions include seclusion for hours, electro punishment, cage time, strict and painful bondage and loss of privileges which I begged for all of these harsh treatments. I really hope we can get there.

Marks from last night...  I love wearing her marks...




Wednesday, May 29, 2019

Quick Post

Mistress and I have been phenomenally busy.  So much so, that physical intimacy and my libido have been on the back burner.  Add in 2.5 weeks of me being sick and not much has happened so it's been 5+ weeks since my last post.

I don't have much time to post today other than to say Mistress and I finally had sex after a 5-week hiatus and as is becoming my new norm, I sneak off and masturbate not too long after an authorized orgasm.  Maybe that is why I'm having chastity fantasies again.  If I am going to not cum, I want it to be enforced with a device.  Badly.  So bad I have secretly been wearing a device a couple times during the day.

I have also been starting to fantasize about some feminization.  Not full-on, but more than just panties.

That's enough for now.  Here are some recent images I recently saved.  The tiny cage is hot!














Saturday, April 20, 2019

Cheater

Mistress and I recently went out of town.  I was unlocked on Saturday, April 6th so that I could shave my entire body and safely travel through the airport.  Mistress and I had sex on Sunday morning and I had my first orgasm in 76 days.  It was pretty awesome.

Sunday night I locked myself in chastity so that I wouldn't be tempted to cheat and masturbate.

Monday night, Mistress was in bed, so I snuck off and masturbated into the toilet.  Bad boy!

Tuesday morning I edged myself, a lot.  Tuesday night I behaved.

Wednesday morning I edged again, and again, and again.

Wednesday night Mistress had me fuck her and give her a nice squirty couple of orgasms and didn't allow me to cum.  I begged to be put into chastity and she said 'no'.  I was too horny to obey and snuck off to masturbate again.

Thursday night we were in a new city and a new hotel.  I behaved.

Friday night I behaved

Saturday night Mistress and I started to have sex, we miscommunicated and didn't end up having sex.  I snuck off again.

We have been home for the last 6 days and I haven't edged or masturbated.  Something about our routine that keeps me chaste.  Traveling and being in new places makes me very, very horny and I can't help myself.  I wish Mistress would keep me locked up while traveling.

This is NOT me




Friday, April 5, 2019

A 'Time Out' Fantasy

I recently read a post from one of my favorite blogs “Strict Julie Spanks” http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com

The post is part of longer series of posts where her husband has been sentenced to a week of “panty training”. In addition to the daily wearing of panties, he is subjected a nightly time-out in the corner followed by a spanking or strapping, followed by being taken with a strap-on and ending with him hand washing his panties every night.  Hmmmmmm.

After dinner I told him to strip to his panties and go to the timeout wall. Timeout is deliberately in a more public part of the house: the living room near an exterior window.

My husband complained, "can't we skip that today?" he whined. He really disliked "boring" timeout.

"No. Timeout. Now. Go."

"How long?" he asked with a moan in his voice.

"Longer now," I told him, shaking my head.

He went to timeout as he was told and glued his nose to the wall. I did not start the timer yet. I needed to nip this disobedience in the bud. I was not to be trifled with. I decided his timeout would be both longer and more uncomfortable as a result of his backtalk.

I went upstairs to fetch the same restraints. The velcro wrist straps with the buckles to fasten his hands behind his back, the belt to fasten his ankles together, and I added a ball gag and his bra and silicone falsies. I brought all that downstairs.

I pulled him away from the wall, had him kneel, and put the ball gag tightly on him. I then stood him up, put his bra on him, and put in his inserts to fill him out to a nice cup size (technically DD, but given his large frame, more the appearance of a C-cup on a normal sized lady). I pushed him back up against the wall, mashing his tits. Then I put him into his wrist restraints, brought his wrists behind his back, and fastened them together. Finally I knelt down at his feet and tied his ankles together tightly with the belt. I made him hop back a few paces. I retrieved a packing box with some stuff in it and placed it against the wall. I made him hop so that his toes were against the box. I took a large coin and put it against the wall and told him to hold it there with his nose. Quite similar to the image below.

https://www.sardax.com/

If the coin dropped, I warned him, I would give him a spanking, and then he would restart his timeout from the beginning, and he would still have his real spanking coming. He knows I'm serious about that from previous experience.

With his feet away from the wall, his nose against the wall, and no use of his hands, he was in a very awkward situation with his butt stuck far out, his back arched, and his weight pushing into his nose. With the ball-gag combined with his nose pushed so into the wall, his breathing was laboured. This was a real punishment timeout!

"I'm setting the timer for 20 minutes this time, David, five more minutes than yesterday, starting now. As you're standing there I want you to compare today's timeout to yesterday's, and ask yourself why today's is so different. You think on that, and then depending on your decisions tomorrow we can either go back to the old way or continue doing it this way. Entirely your choice, sweetheart."

I watched his full twenty-minute timeout.  After the first five minutes, his knees were shaking and his ass was wiggling, but the coin stayed up. "Fifteen more minutes," I told him. I heard a groan-like sound through his ball gag. "Ten more minutes." For the last ten minutes, he was sweating badly and shaking. "Five more minutes." he was groaning and moaning. "And time," I said as the alarm went off. I had him drop the coin into my waiting hand and I helped him to stand straight and turn to face away from the wall.

He looked very pathetic standing there, sweating, wriggling in pain, facing me in his skimpy little panty jammed up his crack and with his balls hanging out, hands bound behind his back, ankles bound tightly together, and ball-gagged.

For all you discipline freaks out there, a timeout like this is nasty and is an excellent "for real" behavioral deterrent in an otherwise kinky relationship. I knew he would go right into timeout, lickety-split, when told to for the rest of the week. Kinky punishment can be fun and sexy, but this was something apart that he had no desire to experience again!

When I was done I unfastened his wrists so that he could stand. I then took off his ball-gag and told him to sit on the floor and remove the belt from around his ankles.

He stood in front of me. His penis and testicles both hanging out of his panty.

"It was extremely unpleasant for me to have to give you timeout like that, david. Do you understand why I did it?"

"Yes ma'am," he said.

"Why did I have to do it?" I asked.

"Because I back-talked you, ma'am," he answered correctly.

"Yes. For your information, while you're being panty trained I have zero tolerance for backtalk, do you get that?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Will you be back-talking me tomorrow when I tell you to go into timeout?"

"No, Ma'am!"

"Good. Now go upstairs and hand wash your panties...

While her entire story is pretty hot, I can’t get the previous portion out of my mind. The helplessness and humiliation he feels must be tremendous.  Knowing that his talking back is causing him more discomfort than if he just obeyed. The added bra and inserts to add even more humiliation.  He has to suck it up and accept his fate or be subjected to an even crueler beating than the one he knows he will still be getting.  For her, it takes almost no effort. He is essentially punishing himself.  She doesn’t even have to be in the room as the coin against the wall will tell her if he cheated or not. I can only imagine what’s going through his mind.   And this is just the beginning of his nightly ordeal for the week. And he has more nights ahead as well. 

A very Heaven and Hell scenario and I’m jealous.











Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Short break and locked again

Mistress and I spent the weekend away with some friends. There was a small chance of my chastity being seen so Mistress granted me a couple days of freedom. As much as I want to cum I didn’t have the opportunity to cum with her or the ability to sneak an orgasm. We got home on Sunday and Mistress has me wear a pink camisole and pink yoga pants for lounging around the house that evening. I absolutely love it when she picks out feminine things for me to wear. There was no indication from Mistress to lock back up. To be fair she may not have been thinking it. When Sunday night came around Mistress fell asleep before me. I had a dilemma. Stay free and risk my morning horniness or lock myself back up.  I chose to lock back up.  I left the keys on her vanity. When morning came around I was awake long before Mistress. I was lying on the couch in my camisole and yoga pants and I swear if I wasn’t locked up I would have at least edged myself and possibly more. Instead, I lay there frustrated unable to do anything about my growing frustration.  When Mistress awoke the next morning the keys that I placed on her vanity we’re gone, hidden away somewhere. My cock twitched when I saw this.

It’s now a few days later and no mention has been made of my chastity. We are back on my long term denial program. In another week I will have had only one orgasm in the first quarter of 2019.

I forgot to mention. I recently bought 4 new chastity devices on eBay. One was $8 and the rest averaged $5.50. The $8 device is a short version of my favorite device. So far shorter is better. It’s more comfortable under my clothes and requires less adjusting due to the back and forth of erections and softening.  When I had a bit of freedom on Friday morning I tried all of the devices on. What kind of guy tries on different chastity devices when he has a bit of unsupervised time unlocked?  A chastity slave that’s who.

I’ve got to run now and take the dog to the dog park. I think I’ll wear something feminine under my clothes while I’m there.

Update. On my way to the dog park.  The only shirt I am wearing is a gray satin camisole tank top. Have a fleece over it, but no other male clothes to cover it.

Today's mood...







Thursday, March 21, 2019

Well denied

I’ve been locked in Chastity for 83 of the last 85 days. 80 of those days have been in 2019. Last year I was locked 169 days so I am already locked close to half of what I was last year.  My last orgasm was over 8 weeks ago. I’ve only had one orgasm this year. Last year I was at 3 at this time of the year. 

Mistress had been surprisingly good with me being locked. We have been so busy that there hasn’t been a lot of time for any sort of physical intimacy so this chastity period is kind of convenient in a way.  My new attitude of if I’m unlocked that must mean I’m allowed to masturbate might also play into Mistress’s decision to keep me locked up.

Between work and our dog, one of us gets up way before the other.  Most days Mistress is up and I am left in bed. I used to be able to edge during these times and sometimes my edging would be a bit too much and I would leak quite a bit. There is no edging now.  The closest I get is getting super hard in my cage, over and over while I fantasize about Mistress tease torturing me.

I want to cum, but I really don’t want to cum.  If I were unlocked right now I would be in my home office.  I would be looking at some sort of porn where a guy is tied helplessly tight and edged over and over and over.  I’d get close enough to orgasm to leak, and I would lick up the small amounts. And I’m in enough of a mood that I would stroke myself to orgasm right into my office trash can. I wouldn’t consume that cum, even though I should. Being locked in chastity keeps me from having an occasional unauthorized orgasm, accidentally or on purpose.  It keeps me under control which is what I really crave. 

What I really crave is Mistress using me sexually without letting me have pleasure. I yearn to use my mouth and fingers to bring her to orgasm. I fantasize about fucking her with a strap on while my cock stays locked up. Fucking her for as hard and long as she wants as there is no over stimulation on my part. I fantasize about Mistress cumming every single day with my help or on her own while I stay denied. When she does masturbate she lets me know about it as it’s a great mindfuck.  I know that being used for her pleasure while I stay denied would really, really make me unbearably horny.  I want to be so desperate that I am nearly in tears...

Today's mood...









Wednesday, February 27, 2019

More and More Desperate - And Loving It

Every morning, I am sexually desperate.  A combination of testosterone, mixed with nightly feminization mixed with full-time chastity is driving me sexually mad.  Each day as my body slowly starts to wake up, my mind stirs with disturbing thoughts. My cock gets hard and strains against my chastity cage. I fantasize about having painful, humiliating or disgusting things done to me.  I yearn to be treated harshly and to be made to do things that challenge me. I fantasize about the idea of cumming and at the same time hoping that I remain denied. I fantasize and cringe at the same time about electric play.  Electric devices scare me but fascinated me at the same time. I also have fantasies I wish I didn’t have. Ones that I don’t want to happen but my mind still goes there.

Some mornings I am so desperate to feel more naughty that I will wear a feminine item under my male clothes.  A feminine tank top or camisole rubs against my chest as I take the dog for a walk.  Making me even hornier.  I’m erotically ashamed of this behavior and hide it from Mistress.

As the day goes on my horniness drops. I’m too busy to be hyper-sexualized. That doesn’t mean my desperation goes away, it’s just reduced. I have constant reminders of my situation. Chasity is always there. I occasionally get a whiff of the intoxicating perfume I wear.  Whenever I am barefoot, my pink painted toenails make my brain twitch a bit.

Each night the cycle starts over as I slip into a nighty before climbing into bed. Occasionally I try to skip the nighty but Mistress catches this and makes sure I obey. I love her for doing this to /for me.  Some nights I have dreams.  A recent one had Mistress reverse sitting on my face with the threat of me not breathing unless I licked her furiously.  Another had me going to a private executive suite dressed in my male clothes with instructions to change into my feminine attire once I arrived. Mistress would use a webcam to give me humiliating tasks and to ensure I stayed dressed in this busy office.

When I dream like this I am even more ramped up and desperate the next day. Thanks to chastity and orgasm denial I don’t see my frustration ever ending. That makes me horny, happy and eager to serve my Mistress in any way possible.

Today’s mood.









Thursday, February 14, 2019

Making Chastity More Challenging and Frustrating

The last couple of days, I have woken up, extremely frustrated and horny.  Mistress was out of bed before me and I yearned for the days when I could edge myself and cum whenever I wanted.  It's been 3 weeks since my last orgasm and the need to cum is back up, but I can also see where I am yet again getting used to not cumming.  I was reminded of my recent post about how I believe that occasional orgasms "remind" me of what it is like to have one and that makes the denial more real.

As I was laying in bed this morning I started to wonder if it would be possible to increase frustration and desperation without the occasional orgasm.  Of course my early morning, testosterone-fueled libido took over and my mind took over.  Here is what I came up with.


  • Occasionally being required to take viagra while locked up
  • Having to send Mistress pictures of myself locked up
  • Verbal teasing and taunting of me being a chastity slave
  • Going down on Mistress while staying locked up
  • Using my mouth and fingers on Mistress as much as she wants while staying locked up
  • Mistress masturbating herself and telling me how many times she cums every day without me
  • Using a strap-on to fuck Mistress while my chastity device smacks helplessly against Mistress
          
  • Unlocking and being tied down to endure a long teasing session and locking back up afterward
  • Frequent anal stimulation (plugs or strap on) to ensure only pleasure is anal
  • prostate stimulation while locked
  • Bedtime teasing through my cage
  • Being released and made to fuck without cumming.  This is the riskiest as I almost always leak too much.
  • Rough BDSM scene while locked the entire time.
  • Feminine attire to enforce the emasculating effect of chastity.
All in all, I think there could be a lot of ways to increase the frustration of chastity while still keeping me denied.  The best part is Mistress should have all of the orgasms she can handle and we can still be intimate and make sure she is pleased.