6 Days, 5 Nights – Part 2

I got up the morning of my trip, showered, shaved (yes, down there), brushed my teeth, etc. Then I put on the CB6000 chastity device. I picked out a plastic lock and presented it to my Queen to lock me in. We had some trouble with the first one as it just didn’t want to “lock”. So I picked out another one (making sure She saw the number on the lock so there was no way I could cheat) and it went on and locked with no problem.

I should mention that the plastic locks don’t have a key. They are more like a zip tie in that once they are on, the only way to get them off is to cut them off. This is easy to do, but it also means they are a one time use lock. Perfect for a business trip though as you can’t take them off and then put them back on.  🙂

So now I am literally locked in for 6 full days!

Yes, I was a little nervous about it. But I was also excited.

So, I finished packing. Truthfully, She helped me by packing away most of my bathroom items, and some snacks while I packed my cloths. Then it was off to the airport.

Approaching airport security, surprisingly, I was not nervous. I knew that the device was all plastic, including the lock, so there was no reason to suspect it would set off any alarms. I just made VERY sure that I took everything out of my pockets before going thru the metal detector. And I didn’t set off the detector, but wouldn’t you know it, my luggage did! I just smiled and agreed to have the offending bag opened and searched. the culprit was a ziplock bag of chocolate chip cookies She made for me. Hilarious! They took the bag of cookies out and ran it thru again and everything was fine. I guess the cookies were packed together in that baggie and they couldn’t tell what that “brown lump” was. Maybe they thought it was plastic explosives or something…..I don’t know. Anyway, with that excitement over, I was on my way to the gate.

The flight wasn’t a problem, though I did find that I needed to “adjust” myself down there every so often in order to stay comfortable. I was able to do this without drawing any attention to it though.

And then, I was in Vegas……for business. The first day went off without a hitch. Walking around a lot, I found that my boys would stick to one leg or the other, but that is typical when wearing boxers, and I don’t think it was that much worse just because of the chastity device. There was an occasional pinch if I moved the wrong way, but it was minor for the most part. Though you’ll never forget you are wearing it, while standing up it is amazing how comfortable the CB6000 is. Sitting down is another issue though. The first day was ok, as I was wearing my most relaxed jeans. The more room the better. But, you still need to adjust him down one leg or the other, because the CB6000 is just long enough that there isn’t enough room in the crotch unless he heads down a pant leg. It was still unnoticeable for the most part. Especially with the shape of it. If anything, at it’s worst it looks like I either have a large penis, or a chubby in the making.

The worst part though was sleeping at night. Apparently, I get a LOT more hard ons at night than I ever suspected. Either that, or the CB6000, combined with my 3-4 weeks of chastity was encouraging him to get hard repeatedley. Or maybe not repeatedley, but constantly, as I don’t think he was going down and coming back up so much as he just stayed hard all night long. This would cause the CB6000 to slowly be pushed out away from my body until the ring holding it on had slipped down and was pressing my boys up against the last remaining bit of sac. As you can imagine, this was uncomfortable enough to wake me up, and make it very difficult to get back to sleep. It wasn’t particularly painful, but it was hard to sleep let me tell you. The first night was the worst, and I finally got up about 4am and went looking for some ice to get him to go down. The ice machine on my floor was broken, so I went to the next floor up and got some. By the time I got back to my room, he had went down, so I went back to bed for some more shut eye.

The second night was a little better, though a repeat of the same problem. My body was getting used to it though, so it woke me up less, and I was able to get a reasonable amount of sleep. Not saying it was great, but it wasn’t as bad as the first night.

The truth be told, there is something erotic about it too. It was almost as if Her hand was holding me down there all night. Thinking about that, or getting any enjoyment out of it just made it worse though, so I tried not to. I had to make it thru 5 nights of this, so there was no point in making it worse for myself.

Each day I would walk around (a lot) and do business. I found that by the time I would get back to my hotel, he would be shriveled up and pulled as far into the CB6000 as he could go. I would have to use a q-tip to coax him out to the head of the chastity device before going to the bathroom. This made it so that when I peed (sitting down of course) the stream would shoot out the front hole of the device making as little mess as possible. If I didn’t adjust, I knew from experience that it would swirl around inside before coming out the hole, and make more of a mess inside. This was important too, as I would need to try to keep it as clean as possible inside for 6 days. I certainly didn’t want any medical problems like a fungus issue, or anything like that. I brought a little crayon box that held a bunch of q-tips to carry around with me for bathroom breaks. This is also what I used for clean up afterwards. As long as the pee came straight out the hole, cleanup wasn’t too bad.

The first morning when my Queen called me, she said “How’s my little caged guy doing?” I got quite a thrill out of that. As mentioned previously, She was getting into this a bit, and that was great for me. In fact, I’m getting a little chubby right now just thinking about it. So I told Her about my experiences the night before.

I almost forgot to mention. When I tried to change into another pair of jeans, I found that they just didn’t work out. Too uncomfortable! They weren’t relaxed enough in the crotch, and especially the legs. I needed more room. So I had to go out and buy some very relaxed jeans or else wear the same pair all week. I found a couple pair that were even more relaxed, and that was great. When I tried them on, I realized that even the relaxed jeans I brought with me left something to be desired. These new ones were very comfortable. Mostly because the legs were relaxed as well and that let the CB6000 go where it needed to go for me to be comfortable.

By the time I was within a day of going back home, I couldn’t wait to get the thing off of me. Yes, it was thrilling, but it was also getting old fast. I was very proud that I had made it, but ready to get it taken off.

On the day I was coming home, I got dropped off at the airport by the shuttle really early. About 3 hours before my flight was scheduled to take off. Wouldn’t you know it, the security checkpoint line was the shortest I’ve ever seen it. Breezed right thru in about 3 minutes. So now I had a ton of time to kill. I hung out in a sports bar drinking soda for an hour and a half and then went back to the gate to check on the flight. That’s when I found out our take off had been delayed by another hour and a half. Ah, the joys of air travel! So I wondered off again to go find some lunch. After a quick bite, another pee break, and a call home to my Queen to let Her know we were leaving late, I went back to the gate again. It was a good thing I didn’t waste any time because they were starting to board. The take off time had been moved back up by about 45 minutes. And so I boarded the plane and headed back home.

When I got back home, and got permission to cut off the lock, I really enjoyed that feeling of freedom. You ever see that episode of The Simpsons where Homer walks up to some workers from the Teamsters and they start to have a contest to see who can yawn and stretch and relax the most against their truck? Well, I felt a lot like that. Ah yes! Freedom!

Also, I was happy to see, after a full inspection, that everything looked great down there. No signs of any health problems due to lack of cleanliness, or too much captured moisture, etc. That lasted for a full 24 hours too. But then suddenly about a day later, I got an itchy spot that was peeling on the side of my penis. Obviously, I was concerned, but I didn’t want to over-react either. It looked like nothing more than a sunburn peeling without the burn. So, I used some really great moisturizer we have. It’s Emu oil. And it works fantastic. I put some of that on the dry spot a few times over the course of the next few days, and it fixed him right up. There was no need for any anti-fungal cream or anything like that.

Looking back on it, I’m wondering what caused the dry spot? Could it be the extra moisture that was getting trapped inbetween the plastic tube and my penis? Or was it something else? I recall cleaning the last time I wore it using soft soap (with bleach), and I wonder if there was some residue left over in the tube. I’m sure that if there was, it could cause some skin issues like that, so that’s a definite possibility. In any case, I won’t be cleaning it with soft scrub anymore. If I get put in the chastity device for a full week again, I’ll be sure to post how it works out.


6 Days, 5 Nights – Part 1

Well, I hinted at this post in my last one, and it’s finally here. Sorry it took me so long to write it. If you haven’t read the last post, you may want to do that now.

OK, so I need to give a short bit of background here. I’m going on a business trip in a few weeks. I’ll be gone for 6 days and 5 nights. And She is not coming with me.

So, after watching Her moaning Her way towards orgasm (see last post), enjoying the look of Her breast being held up by Her nipple between my fingers, and being rock hard thru the whole thing, I said to Her:

“I would like it if you put me in the chastity device before I left on my trip.”

And there it was. I have not worn it for more than 4 hours at a time, and here I was urging Her to lock me up in it with no chance of getting out for 6 whole days! I’m not sure what I was thinking. Perhaps I wasn’t. It must have been the little guy (who we all know is brain dead) that did the talking. I know he was rock hard still, and that the act of watching Her get off while I was stretching Her nipple up almost 3 inches had me in a place I hadn’t been before.

She agreed immediately, which surprised me. Later, She admitted that Her first reaction was “Why would you want to do that to yourself?” But, at the same time She said that after thinking about it, She was really excited about the idea. And of course, that clinched it for me. There was no turning back now. She likes the idea for Her own reasons, and that was enough for me.

Not that I wasn’t still nervous about it. I think I’ve only worn the thing four times, and I had problems with it twice. Nothing major, just some discomfort that lead to me taking it off. I was happy when She said I had permission to “practice” with it the next few weeks.

And so I have been. I wore it from Thursday afternoon, thru Saturday afternoon, with only brief stints out of it for cleanup, or just to get a break when we went out. This alleviated a lot of my nervousness because it seems like the longer you wear it, the more comfortable it gets. It’s always there, and it’s never really comfortable sitting down, but it does get better as it goes. I had some hair pulling going on down there on Thursday, so I took it off and shaved when I went in the shower that night. That has alleviated the hair pulling, but now I get a little bit of skin pinching if I sit down wrong. Not a big deal, but a little discomfort here and there. It’s definitely near impossible to forget that it’s on.

It also causes me to get excited more often during the day. Sometimes it feels like something is holding me down there. Makes for an exciting day! Lol. But nightime was by far the worst. Especially the first night. I must have a hard on all night long for the amount of times it woke me up that first night. The second night I was able to sleep thru most of it. But whenever I did wake up, it was always with it straining to get hard while the CB6000 held it back.

The best thing was that I have no problems to report. No fungus, no sore spots after removal, no health problems whatsoever. In fact, I’m not wearing it right now, and I kind of miss it.

During this time, I’ve explained to Her that there are plastic locks that come with it and that once they are on, the only way to get one off is to cut it off. At first, we had agreed that I would bring a pair of nail clippers with in case I needed to cut it off before returning home. But, with the anouncement that She thought about it and likes the idea of me wearing it while I’m gone, She also announced that I would not be bringing nail clippers with me. If there are any problems, I’ll have to go buy nail clippers to get it off, or come up with some other inventive way of removing the plastic lock. I also told Her that the locks are numbered, so now that She knows that, there is no way for me to cheat.

She has said that if I come back still wearing it, that I will be rewarded with a full session. She is going to wear Her corset for me during the session, which I am really looking forward to. And if I have to take it off for some reason, I have suggested that She punish me with another 6 weeks of chastity when I get back.

Oh, did I fail to mention that I am to be denied any relief prior to going on the trip? So, that means I’ll be almost three weeks into chastity when I’m put in lockdown prior to leaving. If I fail to keep in on the whole time, it will be a total of almost 10 weeks of chastity for me! Believe me, I am going to do my best not to remove the CB6000 while I’m gone.

Meanwhile, I’ll be out of town conducting business, all the while wearing the CB6000 for my Queen without the knowledge of those that I am doing business with. I am looking forward to it with trepidation and longing at the same time.

I’ll be writing a play by play of the experience when I get back. Until then….

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Plugged II

Night before last, I was snuggling up to my Queen as we were going to sleep. Perhaps I was a little too enthusiastic, or maybe I allowed my enjoyment of feeling skin on skin to be vocalized too much? She reached over and said “Is this what you want?” while taking my underwear down and grasping my cock in Her hand. It was straining to get out to be sure. Just the feel of being in Her grasp was heaven. She continued to masturbate me to climax, which didn’t take long….maybe 5 minutes max. That just goes to show how ready I was. I normally last a long time. Too long. Say 30-45 minutes. Back in the vanilla days, this was a consistent problem. Of course, I still enjoyed it, but it really wore Her out. I think my chastity has solved this problem, but there’s not enough evidence to prove it yet.

Then, the next day (yesterday), I ran out of smoke again. Which, of course, meant that I had to be plugged and caged for Her amusement before She would give me any more. Unfortunately, when She came home, She had the beginnings of a cold. I offered to defer till tomorrow, but She wouldn’t have it. So, after serving dinner for Her, I went upstairs to prepare myself for display.

First, I got the cage and plug out and set them on the bathroom counter so they would be ready. Then, I took the plug with me into the shower to relax enough to get it inserted. This is the Pfun Butt Plug, which is stainless steel. I soaped up all my parts and made sure everything was clean. Then I washed with some pumpkin body soap to make sure I smelled good for my Queen. After getting good and clean, I lubed up one finger, and began to massage my anus to get it to relax. It didn’t take as long as last time before I had my middle finger inserted comfortably. I let it get used to it, before lubing up the butt plug. Carefully and slowly I inserted it. As always, it takes a bit to get the head of it inside. I’ve found that crouching down in the shower is the most comfortable and easiest way to get the butt plug inserted. I made sure to insert it correctly this time, with the head of it pointing forward instead of backward. Once the head made it in, I relaxed a bit, and the rest slid in slowly, but easily. It still felt weird to me to have the head of the butt plug forced up against the front wall/prostate, but at least now I know that it’s supposed to be that way. With it pointed forward, there is also more pressure trying to push the plug out of me, so I found myself clenching my cheeks together, and walking/standing with my legs close together in an effort to keep it fully inserted.

So, that part done, I got out of the shower and dried off, all the while clenching my cheeks together to keep it inside. Then I put the cb6000 chastity cage on. For some reason, I had a little more difficulty with it this time. Perhaps my clenched butt cheeks made it more difficult? The first time I tried to get my penis in the cage, I didn’t have the stocking far enough over the head of my penis to pull it into the cage effectively. So, I had to pull it back out again and put the stocking a little bit farther over the head before trying again. Second time, it went in better, though not completely, and I had to get a Que tip out and move things around a bit before it was comfortable enough to put the lock on. As before, I left the lock open with the key in it and available should She decide to lock me in.

With that, I donned my robe and went to see my Queen. After coming down the stairs (butt cheeks clenched), She smiled and said “I almost stopped you before you came down. You forgot to bring the cookie jar with you.”) That’s right, I forgot that She wanted me to bring the cookie jar down. With all the insertion, and caging thoughts running around  my head, I completely forgot. Her smile and tone of voice said to me that She was enjoying making me go upstairs again. So, I had to walk back up the stairs (butt cheeks clenched) get the jar and then walk back down (butt cheeks clenched) to give it to my Queen. On the way down the second time, I took the robe off so She could see me walking naked down the stairs, with my penis caged, and my butt cheeks clenched trying to hold the butt plug in place.

It was mostly just the feeling that it wanted out. The plug was actually staying in place ok, other than the fact that the last half inch didn’t want to stay inside.

I also had to go get the only nipple clamp we own and bring it to Her. Of course, She had me put it on. I placed it on my left nipple, and slowly adjusted it to an appropriate pressure. I forgot how much these things hurt. (reminds me of a John Cougar Mellencamp song “hurt so good”) It was an alligator style clip, with a small adjustment on the side.

Then I got down in front of Her, on all fours. She swung her legs off the couch and used me as a foot stool. So, now I have four sensations going on; The Pfun butt plug up my ass, my penis in the cb6000 cage, a nipple clamp on my left nipple, and the pressure of Her legs being supported on my back. The butt plug felt like it was coming out,  and I kept trying to tense my sphincter muscles to pull it back in. She asked me to reach for the paddle, which was still sitting on the table from the last time She used it. I gave it to Her, and She proceeded to playfully smack my ass with it. Then She would alternate between paddling and caressing me with it. When She caressed me with it, it sent shivers thru me and my butt would involuntarily arc upwards. Then She’d give it a good smack, and I would involuntarily clutch my cheeks together. She repeated this over and over. Not only was the constant clenching/unclenching affecting the butt plug, and the feelings it was generating, but it also made it very obvious to me that my cock was caged. You know, I was using those muscles that make the cock jump when they twitch, which would normally give me a hard on sooner or later, but there was no chance of that was there?

By now, the weight of her legs on me was starting to make my arms tired. It doesn’t take much, as I’m not Mr. Universe or anything like that. About the time that I started to notice this, She said She was done, and I was allowed to go upstairs to remove everything and get cleaned up.

I went upstairs and sat on the bed. It was a strange sensation, as the handle sticking out of my ass effectively forced the rest of the butt plug into me and put more pressure on my prostate. It wasn’t a painful pressure, but more of a dull forceful pressure that felt wrong because it was inside of me. I know that many guys can be milked by putting pressure on the prostate, or by messaging it. I’d also heard of the big “O” that a man can have as well, and I’m very curious about it. So, I lay back on the bed, and used my sphincter muscles to push/pull the butt plug in and out. At least, it felt like it was going in and out. I’m sure it was probable barely moving. I did that for about 20-30 seconds. I’m not sure, but it felt like I was on the right track. I think I would have to do that for a lot longer, but the possibility was there that it might work.

I went into the bathroom and removed the cage and plug. Did I forget to mention that the nipple clamp fell of halfway thru the session? I think I did. Anyway, after removing everything, I noticed a drop of precum at the end of my cock. Hmmmmmm. Maybe the butt plug/prostate massage worked better than I thought. Or, it could be the excitement from being used in that way by my Queen? In any case, it made me want to try it even more.

I have to say, I’m liking this Pfun butt plug more and more. Since it is stainless steel, it was a bit scarier. I’ve often been told not to use anything metal or hard as a butt plug, or as a dildo, as the unyielding nature of it can lead to injury. But, even though this thing is a little bit bigger than I expected, it goes in nicely. I know I’ve used smaller plugs that were more difficult to insert. I think it has to do with the ultra smooth, non-porous nature of steel. When you put silicone lube on it, it becomes extremely slippery. Enough that it wants to slide out of your hand, and you have to be careful that you have a good grip on it. I almost dropped it in the shower prior to insertion. Another really cool thing about it is how clean it comes out. Hardly anything sticks to it. Clean up is a breeze too. A little soap and water, and it’s totally clean. No smell either! Definitely cool!

Another property that might be interesting to explore is the way stainless steel holds different temperatures. Specifically, it can feel very cold to the touch. I haven’t experienced this because I take it into the shower with me and by the time I insert it, it is warmed up nicely. I wonder what it would feel like straight out of the fridge?

In any case, I enjoyed myself once again, thanks to my loving Queen. I hope She enjoys using me for Her pleasure as well. Getting the smoke almost seems secondary now. Not that it isn’t a great reward, because it is. And not that displaying myself for Her isn’t embarrassing enough, or hard enough, but of course I still enjoy it.     🙂


I’ve been meaning to write this post for some time, so please forgive me for the delay.

I believe it was on boxing day…….(12-26)

I had finally run out of smoke. And, as those of you who have been keeping up know, my Queen is now holding my smoke and doling it out in small amounts to me as She sees fit. She told me last time She gave me some that when I ran out, I would have to put the cage (cb6000 chastity device) on and insert our new Pfun butt plug before displaying myself in front of her to get more. This was both exciting, and a bit scary for me. The Pfun butt plug was bigger than I expected. But, a “deal” is a deal, so I went upstairs to prepare myself for display.

First, I laid everything out on the bathroom counter. Cb6000 with all the proper parts and pieces. And, the Pfun butt plug, which comes in a very classy box, complete with purple liner over cushioned compartment which fits the plug perfectly.

Next, I took a nice relaxing shower. I’ve always loved showers (or especially hot baths) in the winter time. And, more than anything, I wanted to make sure I was as clean as possible for my Queen. Clean, and smelling fresh! Also, I needed some relaxing time to prepare my anus for the plug. After doing the usual clean up with a bit more attention to my backside, I put some silicone lube on one of my fingers and began to massage my anus. I went slow and careful, trying to get it to relax. After a bit, it accepted my finger inside without too much pressure/pain. I let it get used to that for a half minute or so, and then put a bunch of silicone lube on the Pfun butt plug. I had to go slow once again, as I wasn’t quite ready for something that big. The head of this thing is the biggest part. I worked at it a bit, always easing back if it took to much pressure/pain to proceed any farther. After about a minute, the head of the butt plug was finally inserted.

Now, I should mention that the Pfun butt plug has a pretty hard angle to it. It’s not 90 degrees, but it’s at least 45. And, I was a little unsure which way the curve was supposed to point. I mean, I was pretty sure it was supposed to point forward, but I wasn’t positive. And, as I began working it farther in with it pointing forward, I was meeting quite a bit of resistance. So, for the sake of argument, I spun it around 180 degrees (not too hard, since only the head was really in there so far) and it started going in much easier. I got it all the way in, and man, did it feel wierd! This thing is heavy! It’s made from stainless steel, so it has a lot of weight to it. While it didn’t feel like it wanted to fall out, the weight of it definitely put some pressure on my anus. And, pointed backward, it seemed to fit in there perfectly. It barely seemed to be touching any walls. But still I thought it should be pointing forward. So, I started to try to twist it 180 degrees back to pointing forward. Needless to say, I was being very very careful here! This thing is stainless steel, so it has no give. I certainly didn’t want to injure myself. Imagine trying to explain this to the emergency room doctor! Not to mention that it’s just better not injuring yourself, regardless of any humiliation involved. I found that, while being careful, it was indeed possible to spin the butt plug 180 degrees to get it pointing forward again. But then, it didn’t want to stay all the way in. Pointing forward, it really did feel like it was going to pop out at any minute, especially when I was standing up, or moving around. And, it put a LOT of pressure on the forward wall (and I later verified…..the prostate, which is exactly what it is designed to do.) it felt wrong. So, I twisted it back.

Then, I got out of the shower, and dried off. Time to put on the cage. I’m getting better at this. I got the 3 piece ring on and put together correctly. I put a small amount of the end of the stocking over the head of my penis, and then pulled him into the cage with it. It is still a bit of a trick getting the stocking to slide off the head and out of the cage, but I managed. It always makes me semi-hard putting it on, which it turn makes it more difficult to pull the rest of the stocking out. I waited a bit for the excitement level to go down before I pulled the rest of it out.

So, here I am, caged and plugged and ready for display.

I walked naked downstairs and let my Queen inspect the cage to show it was on and ready to be locked. She did not elect to lock me in. Then I got on all fours in front of her so She could see that the butt plug was also inserted to it’s fullest. She had me stay on all fours for a bit. First, She checked it out, commented on the fact that She could barely see the handle of it, it was so far in. My buttocks were doing a good job hiding it. Lol. Then she proceeded to playfully smack my bottom over and over. Of course, this had me tensing up and relaxing, which meant that my anus was alternated between the “tense…let’s see if we can suck this butt plug in any farther”, and the “relaxed…can’t wait to get this out of me” feelings. Too bad I had the butt plug pointing backward. It would have been massaging my prostate quite nicely there.

Then I showed Her that I could spin it 180 degrees (being very careful, of course!) After spinning it around, I went thru the relaxed/tense/relaxed/tense cycle and I could feel it going in farther, and then coming back out a bit as I cycled thru. She even said “It’s going in and out.” At which point I told Her “I am doing that on purpose.” The feeling was quite strange. As I said, the butt plug puts a LOT of pressure on the prostate. I’ve never experienced a prostate massage before, so I don’t know if that is the normal amount of pressure or not. I’ll be interested to see if I can actually have a big “O” this way, and if it will effectively milk my prostate or not. I don’t know if it is putting too much pressure on the prostate, or if it’s just right.

And, I wasn’t going to find out that night either, as my Queen said “you may go upstairs and remove everything now.”

And so, the first experiment with the Pfun butt plug officially ended. I went upstairs and removed it. It slid right out with very little effort on my part. As much as the stainless steel construction of the butt plug is very unyielding to the point of being scary/exciting, it is VERY slippery with silicone lube on it. Which reminds me of another thing I really like about it. You can use any kind of lube on it that you want. I can never keep track of which lube is supposed to be used on what. The only rule I seem to be able to remember is that silicone lube should never be used on a silicone toy. But, (no pun intended) you can use whatever you want on stainless steel.

I removed the cage as well, putting everything away in it’s proper place. Then, I went back downstairs, and my Queen gave me a small amount of smoke. Mmmmmm…..I love getting high…..but, this definitely put a different twist on it…..

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Toys have arrived!

Well, our new toys have arrived. The Queen’s lipstick vibrator looks like a winner. Can’t wait to try it out on Her. Her “special friend” is in town right now, so it’ll have to wait.

The Dolphin cock ring also looks interesting. Although, I have to agree with one of the reviewers that it sure does stink! It has it’s own particular plastic/rubber odor dujour……and it’s pretty strong. For my part, it doesn’t bother me at all, but I can definitely see how it might be a turn off for some.

The Pfun butt plug arrived too. It is much bigger than I had imagined! Not monstrous by any standard, but I thought it was going to be on the small side. Being made of steel, it was very cold to the touch when I picked it up too, which should make for some interesting sensations. My queen has already come up with a humiliating exorcise that it can be used for.

I’m a smoker. Not cigarettes, mind you. And, I have quit off and on quite a bit lately. So, the other day I handed over control to my Queen, and She holds my smoke now. It is completely up to Her if I get any smoke, how much, and how often. So, after giving me a small allotment (about 2-3 days worth) She says to me “Next time you want more, you can go put your cage on (the CB6000 chastity device) and put the butt plug in, and then place yourself in front of me on all fours. I may use you as a foot stool, or to eat my dinner on. Either way, when I’m done with you, you may have a little more smoke.”

Hmmmmm…….very inventive if I say so myself. She constantly surprises me lately. I often wonder if She realizes how “right on” She is lately. Usually, when I start to wonder this, I find out that She knows exactly how “right on” She is. So, I’m guessing She knows that this is a perfect task to ask for. Now, when I run out of my latest allotment, I have to embarrass myself in front of Her to get more. It is one thing to admit that I want more smoke…..that I NEED more smoke. It is quite another to cage your sex, and insert a steel butt plug up your ass and display yourself naked for use as furniture to your spouse…….the most trusted person in your life……in effect begging for more smoke. LOL! Of course, we all know that I will enjoy many aspects of this task. But, underlying it will be the undeniable psychological effect of having to perform in humiliating fashion in order to get more smoke.

Now it’s not just sex that She has me begging for…..

Kudos my Queen! I look forward to serving you in all ways……

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First Session

A little background first: My Lady has been reading a book I bought Her called “A Good Girls Guide to Female Dominance”. Though I have not read a page of it, preferring that anything She learns from it come as a surprise to me, She has shared some of what she has read with me. One of the things she shared is the idea of having sessions. According to what She has told me, the book advocates having sessions with your sub that are planned out. They should have a plot to them, and a story line. While this isn’t exactly how I would have approached it, I’m certainly not going to argue. I think my Lady will find Her own way, and keep what She likes out of the book. And, after all, this is the part I’m going to really enjoy right? These are my “treats” for being a good boy. Though I should never be allowed to expect a treat for anything, this is how the Dom can, and often does, reward the sub. Who am I to argue…..let the sessions begin!  🙂

And so, the other day my Lady comes home and immediately announces “We are going to have a session tonight. You will go into the bedroom, strip down and put on your chastity device. You are going to wear it while we go drop off this package for one of my clients. I’m not sure if you are going to go up to the door or not. And, I may make you unzip your pants and have “it” hanging out during the drive. I haven’t decide yet. There is more that we will do, but I will tell you later. OK, you may go into the bedroom now…”

Needless to say, I was charged! This is getting serious, and I can’t wait to see what She has in store for me. I went into the bedroom, with Her following me to watch me put the cage on. I was so excited, I totally forgot to put some lotion on the underside of my scrotum first (A good idea to keep away that burning sensation everyone talks about getting). I fumbled a little bit getting the ring on, and the 3 parts put together properly. But, all in all it went well. Once I was in my cage, we left to go visit Her client’s house.

While She didn’t make me stick it out the front of my pants on the way there, it was still very interesting driving with it on. I was acutely aware of my condition. The cage was a little less comfortable than the first time I wore it, and I presume that was because of the lack of lotion down there. As I was semi-hard off and on all the way there, it kept pulling the ring forward and creating that uncomfortable feeling. It wasn’t a big deal really, but I did notice it. When we got there, She decided to bring the item to the door Herself, saving/preventing me from the embarrassment/enjoyment of having to walk up to the door in my predicament. Not that Her client would have noticed, as the cb6000 is very discrete. I’d have to hug her close for her to notice. But, I would know it was there. I would know that my Lady has complete control over me at this moment, while standing in front of this complete stranger. And I would wonder how much She was enjoying that fact while watching me deliver Her package for Her.

After we drove home, She had me unzip my pants and pull him out till he was visible in his cage. I walked around the house for the rest of the night this way for Her amusement. Then, before we went to bed, She called me upstairs and made me lay on the bed with my pants around my ankles – still caged. My feet were on the ground, and I was bent over the foot of the bed. She had her favorite paddle ready. She started asking me some questions, which I don’t recall at this moment. But, when I started answering yes to them, She asked me “yes what?” “Yes Honey” I said, because this is how She asked me to address Her last time we were in our D/s role a year ago. I heard the crack, and felt the sting and the heat on my bottom as She brought the paddle down. “No, try again” She said. I was in shock. My brain wouldn’t work. I couldn’t think of anything. Did I get that wrong? Wasn’t that what we agreed on last time we tried this relationship? Was it “sweetheart” that we agreed on? So I said “Yes Sweetheart.” CRACK! Another burning stinging assault on my ass. She wasn’t kidding around here. That really hurt. I had mentioned to Her recently that if She wanted to punish me, that spanking me hard with no warm up would work. Apparently, She took it to heart. She knew what She was doing too, because I was scared. I didn’t know what to say. I was at a complete loss. What honorary title was She looking for? I think She brought the paddle down one more time but I’m not 100% sure. Then She said “Do you need a hint?” OMG do I ever! I stammered “yes please”. “What type of dominant did I say I wanted to be?” She inquired of me. “Yes Goddess” I tried. SMACK! “Try again” She said. “Yes my Queen” I said, remembering that She liked both, but that in the end, She felt the Queen better suited her. The Goddess kept her slaves in panties and dressed them in woman’s clothes, which my Queen is not into at all. Thankfully, I got it right finally. My bottom was definitely sore.

“Ok, you may stand up now and take off the cage. Go get the key and bring it here.” Stumbling off the bed, I went to get the key and brought it back to Her, wondering what else (if anything) She had in store for me. She put the key into the lock and released it. I took off the cage and awaited further instructions. At this point, She lay down on the bed with a “devil in Her eye” look and said “You may stand at the foot of the bed and masturbate while I watch.” Rarely had She ever allowed me to masturbate in front of Her, so this was new and interesting. I found two things a bit distracting. First, She WAS watching me ever so closely, and with an alluring look on Her face. I believe She  was truly enjoying it. Which, was a big turn on for me, but also made me nervous at times. Secondly, the tubes going down to my balls were a little sore, and the more I played with myself, the more I noticed it. Anyway, she had me masturbating in front of her for a bit and then said “Stop.” Of course I stopped immediately and put my hands to my side. She got off the bed and approached me from the side. Using the paddle, She touched me and caressed me up and down my body. This had a huge effect on me, sending me further into subspace and eliciting full body shivers from me. I was no longer in control of my body. I couldn’t have stopped the shivers (or the moaning) if I tried. Then, She calmly sat back down on the bed and said “You may continue.” And so I started masturbating for Her again. This continued back and forth for a bit until She allowed me to continue masturbating while She ran the paddle up and down my body. Then She would lightly tap my nipples with the paddle. Then She would lightly paddle my ass. All the while allowing me to continue masturbating. Yes, I was in heaven. But, I still hadn’t climaxed. She stopped me and said “If you had a choice to beg me to let you cum, or beg me to let you stop now, which would it be?” I thought about the question. Was it a trick question? Of course I would rather be allowed to cum. Then again, begging Her to let me stop and stay chaste for Her might be what She wants from me at this time. The earlier interrogation, punctuated with a hard paddling, had me confused. And so I said “I’d beg you to let me stop.” “That’s not what I expected” She said. “Well, I guess you are going to have to wait to cum then. I’m not sure when the next time will be…..”

What a session! My beautiful Queen had taken me to new heights. Though I did not cum, I was still VERY happy. Obviously, my Queen loved me a great deal, and has been enjoying being pampered, or else She wouldn’t have given me such a treat. And, I was also very impressed with the session She had created. She knew what She wanted, and She successfully took away all my control. She is getting good at this. Fast! What is a humble servant to do?

Later on that night, at about 2am in the morning, I rolled over into a new position, waking up slightly. Apparently, She was awake also, as She pulled the covers down off of me and said “You may take care of yourslelf now.” She knows I like it best in the morning. I think she must have figured out that that means I like it when I’m still half in and out of sleep. And so, I masturbated for her again until I came. Ah, life is good!

Published in: on December 9, 2008 at 9:31 am  Leave a Comment  
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So I mentioned that I made a mistake in my last post. My mistake was assuming that when I asked if I could “check it out” after receiving the CB6000 in the mail, I assumed that when She said “yes”, it meant that I could try it on and wear it around for a few hours before She got home. Boy was I wrong! When She got home, it wasn’t long before She looked at me and asked “Are You Wearing It Right Now?!” As soon as She said it, I knew I was in trouble. What kind of trouble I didn’t know, but I’m sure She will think of something to punish me with. Something that I won’t like….

I had one ace in the hole, but I kept my mouth shut. It was supposed to be a surprise that would make her very happy tonight. The fact that it was likely to barely pull me out of the doghouse now that I messed up was the best I was left with. My Lady had put something on layaway at a shop She likes, and I went and paid it off for Her today and brought it home. I had it set up “on display” in our family room, and it was only a matter of time before She found it. I hoped it would be enough to get me out of trouble, but I wasn’t sure. And so I waited, while I made Her a nice dinner, and filled her wine glass for her.

Sure enough, as soon as She entered the family room, I heard Her exclaim “Ohhhh!” She found it. Seems She was happy with my little surprise, and as we sat down for dinner, She confirmed for me that I was no longer in trouble. I felt a small pang of pride that She was happy enough with the surprise that She was no longer angry with me. Sometimes life as a slave is pretty ok. 🙂

Published in: on December 9, 2008 at 8:11 am  Leave a Comment  
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CB6000 Arrives!

(Please note that I am still catching up on recent history here. Once I catch up, I’ll be able to post about events as they happen.)

About a week and a half ago the CB 6000 arrived in the mail. No one was home, and the package had to be signed for, so all I got was the note on the door. That meant I had to go to the Post Office to pick it up. I thought briefly about the package going thru customs (from Canada) and being inspected by curious, and very likely amused or disgusted customs workers. the thought made me cringe, and laugh at the same time.

I got to the post office and rang the doorbell for the package pick up window and waited. It seemed at least a minute went by before the door opened, all the while giving me time to fantasize about what I was picking up, whether anyone at the post office knew what was in the package, and similar ridiculous things. And of course, when the door opened, the clerk was a very young woman who, I’m pretty sure, would NOT understand if she knew what was in the package. I handed her my slip, and she disappeared to go get it. After another minute or so, she reappeared with a very small package (LOL! Get it?) which she handed over without comment, and which I took with a straight face. As I’m walking out to the car, I read the customs slip the shipper filled out, and it says “Cock Rings, Pins, and Lock!” OMG! Does it actually say that? Did she read it before giving me the package? Should I be embarrassed, or simply forget it actually happened? I take another long look at the customs slip and realize that it says, in bad handwriting, “Cage, Rings, and Lock.” Now, that might mean something embarrassing to me, but would mean very little to someone else. Whew!

I called my Queen, and told her that “It” had arrived. I also asked if it was alright if I “check it out.” I should have been a little more specific, but I’ll get to that. She said that I could check it out, so after hanging up, I opened the box and began to look at all the parts and figure out how it all fits together. I knew I needed to test the fit of it with the different sized rings and spacers. So, I put it together with the largest ring and widest spacer. Having it all figured out, I decided to put it on and see how it fit. After a little adjusting with the ring, I fit it around my cock and balls and started to assemble the other two pieces of the ring assembly, being careful not to pinch any hairs or skin in the assembly (easier said than done, but I managed.) Then it was time to put on the cage. I tried using some silicone lube and a cotton swab to “push” my penis into the cage, but this process seemed very frustrating and ineffective. I had heard about the stocking method (http://www.tickleberry.co.uk/library/article/the-stocking-method/) and was prepared with a set of stockings I just bought for this purpose. This proved to be a bit problematic too at first, until I got the hang of it. The first time I did it, I put a healthy amount of the stocking (all the way to the base of my penis) on and pulled myself into the cage. Problem was, now I couldn’t get the stocking to slip out of the hole in the front of the cage. It wanted to pull my penis forcibly thru that tiny hole with it. Needless to say, this was not comfortable, or practical. So, I had to pull it off again. Next, I tried just sticking the head of my penis into the stocking, positioning it at the opening of the cage, and pulling it in. This seemed to work perfectly, although there was still some tender moments pulling the stocking out after fully inserted. I think I just needed to wait a moment and relax, as I was getting excited about being “caged”.

So now I had it on, and with some effort attached to the feat. Seemed only right to wear it for a while to see how it fit, and whether it became less comfortable the longer I wore it.

See my next entry for where I went wrong in my thinking……..

Published in: on December 8, 2008 at 2:31 pm  Comments (2)  
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Submission – Part Two

So, I finally asked Her if I could be Her slave again, and She said Yes! There was no hesitation on Her part, and I’m pretty sure She enjoyed all the attention I gave Her last time. Still, I am truly amazed at how understanding She can be to my needs. She would prefer a vanilla relationship. But, She seems to enjoy all the attention too, and I’m hoping that She never loses interest in dominating me.

A new wrinkle has developed though. I bought Her a few books this time, and She has started to read The Good Girls Guide to Female Dominance. My knees got a little weak just knowing that She was turning the pages on it. She seems to have taken to the book, and although it approaches the subject from a different perspective than I would (from what She has told me), I am glad that She is finding it useful and informative. I’ve kept myself from reading any of it, preferring that any ideas She gets from it come as a surprise to me.

The book detailed 5 different types of dominant females, from Queen to Goddess. She has decided that She likes the role of Queen best. And so I will be Her humble servant, and gladly so.

If She keeps up Her reading habits, this could get very interesting in the long run!  ;?)

Shortly after we started our D/s relationship back up, I broached the subject of buying a male chastity device. I told Her it was something that I’d really like to try. She seemed to be reluctantly willing to try it. And, after showing Her one or two online, it was obvious that She thought they would be very painful to wear. I wasn’t too sure myself, but I had an undeniable urge to try it out. The idea of having my sex completely under Her control is extremely erotic to me. Plus, I thought it might give Her a charge locking me up. It might bring out a little more of the dominant side of Her. And it should certainly have an effect on my own attitude. I’ve always been very independent in most aspects of my life. While I crave the submissive role, it isn’t like flipping a switch. Sometimes I have to work at it. I would really love to be broken down to the point that it becomes natural for me to submit to Her. To follow commands without thinking. To truly think of Her first. To fantasize only about Her. To give without thoughts of receiving back in return. I have come close to this at times, but it’s never been a complete change to submissiveness. Recently though, I have started to fantasize only about Her, and without really thinking about it or working at it. It just started to come natural. Hopefully, other aspects of my submissiveness will begin to come more natural as well. I really believe that chastity (whether enforced with the CB6000, or voluntary) can break me down to that point. How long this will take is anybody’s guess. Though I think it will take significantly longer than a week in chastity. Perhaps a few months might do the trick. 😦

Well, I ordered the cb6000 from Lattitudes International in Canada. I was a little apprehensive ordering it from them, until I read another sub’s post about getting his cb6000 from there with no hitches. If you are interested in a chastity device (and don’t require any customer service), you can save significantly by ordering from them. Just do a search for them thru Google and you will find them. I got mine for $129 canadian, which was about $110 at the time (compared to $189 elsewhere).

Published in: on December 8, 2008 at 12:53 pm  Leave a Comment  
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