Lockup and straitjacket bondage

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Freeee

Friday night I went to a fetish club, wearing a (rather too small for me) little black rubber dress, only just covering my locked up cock and steel butt plug, although didn’t really get any comments about either. At the end of the night my friend returned my cb key, after a little teasing with giving it to someone else.

In the hotel later I got to unlock my cock, which got to see light for the first time in 8 days! But, too drunk and tired, I didn’t do anything with it (except a long awaited cleaning!) and fell asleep. In the morning I felt the joy of being able to get hard without hitting steel! I played a little, which was a great pleasure, but didn’t take it too far.

On my journey home on the train, I wore some cycle bib tights/leggings which are fleecy so quite warm, but also quite tight. So an onlooker would have seen me in big warm jacket, chunky steel heeled NewRock boots and tight leggings with blue stitched patterns down the legs – quite a weird look! I was very self-conscious about it on the train but resisted the temptation to cover up, then went supermarket shopping on the way home with them still exposed. I find it a hot kink to push the consideration of ‘normal’ wear with things like that.

Not sure it's entirely clear from this photo what I was wearing:

I got home in time for my appointment with Mistress Nicole on an online chat. She showed me some pictures of celebrities and took me through a story of their being dominatrixes keeping guys like me locked in chastity. She directed my cock play during that, and eventually let me cum for the first time in 8 days!

Orgasm is a strange animal for me, there’s many characteristics that can affect the quality of sensation that come from it and I often have no idea how one’s going to turn out. Duration since last cum is one of the factors, but it doesn’t always mean longer is better. In this case, I shot out probably the largest glob of cum that I’ve ever shot, it was all over the place! And making that was a hot experience, but not the best orgasm. I don’t know how that is for others, I sometimes find the second cum after a while without is better – perhaps the first takes the immediate pressure and the second is more relaxed. This is perhaps one reason why I’m not that into excessively long term lockups with occasional cum.

I played (and cum!) a few times later on too. I found that my cock skin was getting red and sore and dry and sensitive, particularly around the head but along shaft too – I think due to the long lockup, not due to the activities that when on after release! I guess it’s a consequence of having a device that’s just a steel tube with a hole at the tip, no ventilation and no soaking it (although I did flush it through with soapy water quite a bit). It seems like going longer with the same device would be a bad idea, so perhaps I should look at the more cage style devices which are more exposing (but I think for me easier to ‘cheat’ in, if I should want to).

So all quite a hot experience, not one I’d like to do all the time but great as an occasional thing. It would be as well done with the same sense of control being taken from me, but using something more symbolic like a padlock through piercing or a fairly open cb rather than the one I used.

Day 8

Pleased I survived this long – not been locked this long before, don’t seem to have any sores I’m aware of (was doing a lot of lubing in problem spots). I awoke this morning at about 4am and had difficulty getting back to sleep due to my horniness and hardness.

Looking forward to getting free of tube this evening! But even when unlocked, I’ve said I won’t cum until Saturday when chatting online to Mistress Nicole, which may make for a frustrating night even if it’s not disturbed by cock cage.

Verification pic - for an explanation of this, see Day 1

Day 7

I got curious horny pangs in work today, most inappropriate, but think it's my cock complaining at not having had any action for a week!

I think I've now just about passed the point of my previous longest lockup, which was 6 days. And still alive!

Verification pic - for an explanation of this, see Day 1

Day 6

Surviving... find it curious that I've had many more problems in the past with sleep disturbance than I've had this time, although keeping a good level of horniness and frustration pretty much all the time. In another few days I'll be freeeeeee!


Verification pic - for an explanation of this, see Day 1

Day 5

Coping okay, keeping quite horny!

Even though the cb is there to prevent me playing with my cock, being under ‘no touch’ orders is a lot easier to deal with because it doesn’t have the physical problems related to a solid device, like sleep challenges and hiding bulge (both of which have been okay so far but have the potential to be problematic). On the other hand, swelling in hard steel is quite a nice feeling! Perhaps the ideal ‘control’ would be variety – some time locked, some time on “no touch” and some time on “play but don’t cum” (and a little time on ‘none of the above’!)

Verification pic - for an explanation of this, see Day 1

Day 4

Still locked up (of course), keeping me horny but no real problems otherwise. I’ve not had any particularly bad time sleeping so far, I woke this morning with a big swelling in a small tube, but that was not long before I’d have had to get up anyway.

I had planned to unlock and make use of my freed cock on Friday evening (after the club at which I’m meeting the keyholder) but I was chatting online to Mistress Nicole who said that if I can hold off til Saturday morning we can have a ‘teasing session’ through online chat, which might be quite fun if I’ve not cum for a week!

So we agreed that I can unlock Friday and touch and edge, but not cum until our chat Saturday morning. I’ve not cum since Thursday evening so that will be 8 ½ days!

Verification pic - for an explanation of this, see Day 1

Day 3

Now on day 3 of my lockdown, feeling regularly horny and get hard in steel tube quite easily. Frustrating, but at the same time quite satisfying that I'm doing something quite horny, and that for once I'm committed to it for a reasonable length of time compared to my usual lockdowns of an evening or a few days.

Verification pic - for an explanation of this, see Day 1

Day 2

Still locked, strange as usual waking up (horny) and feeling steel on my cock - stranger that I don't have the keys to remove it.

Pictures showing the (emergency key) kitchensafe and today's dilbert cartoon - with flash the time is clear but the cartoon faint, and without flash the other way around. Tricky...

A week's lockdown, day 1

I (foolishly) agreed to not only spend a week locked in my large steelheart chastity device but let a friend 'look after' the keys for me, until we meet at a club we both go to next Friday.

He will take one key (tomorrow) and I'll keep the other in my kitchensafe (time controlled key safe) set to 10 days, which will be 3 days after the planned return of key. This will act as emergency release (if I smash it) and impose a time limit on the lockdown in case of scheduling problems with key return.

My friend suggested I should upload here a picture once a day, including the kitchensafe, the locked device and the day's 'dilbert' cartoon as evidence that it was taken on that day.

You can see (just about, if you click to zoom in) this shows the safe has 9 days to go, and the cartoon you can check on http://www.dilbert.com/ is from 28th November 2014.

Rain!

Last Wednesday I spent locked and, most of the day, plugged.

I unlocked Thursday morning. I realised I'd miscalculated the timing, so was able to unlock only just before dashing off to work (although I could have gone to work locked up).

At lunchtime (at home) and in the evening I was able to play with my cock and edge myself, while sticking to the plan of not cumming until midnight, which was quite a nice tease with a nice pay-off at the end :-)

Friday I went to a local fetish club in my blue rubber shoulder zip shortie suit and wearing 'Vibrams' shoes with individual toes, both of which got some nice comments. I stayed over in a local hotel, and in the morning when it was pouring with rain I decided to take an amble around some local shops in cycle shorts and tee-shirt (and the same toe shoes) where I got drenched. People have a reluctance to get wet, but once you get past the mild discomfort of being rained on, it's quite liberating.

Locked and plugged all day

I have today off work, I was chatting to zentaiskeleton about this and he suggested that I spend the day locked and plugged. So my plan is that yesterday I spent the day in rubber jock at work and no sexual touching of cock, until the evening (after coming home from evening out) when I locked on cb and put keys into time controlled safe. Then have to spend as much time as possible plugged today, tomorrow morning get unlocked and can play but no cum until midnight.

So yesterday I spent all day wearing a rubber jock under my work suit and on ‘no touch’. There were numerous times while at home when I might have played with my cock but had to keep it inside its layer of rubber, which was a frustrating warm-up for what was to come.

Then when I got home at 10pm I removed the rubber and added my larger steelheart chastity tube, locked on with keys in my kitchensafe so it wouldn’t open until 8:30am Thursday, just before I had to leave for work.

Had a horny night, woke several times not in pain but just with cock unable to get fully hard in its steel tube, very frustrating.

I woke at 8am and slipped a plug in – black rubber ‘ace of spades’ style. None of my plugs are very big, they’re mostly 1.25 inch maximum diameter. At 9am I switched to a steel ‘njoy’ prostate massager style plug, then at 10:30am to a small blue metal ‘acorn’ style one (planning go to jogging but decided to do later instead) and 11am to a steel ‘lollipop’ style one.

At 2:30pm I changed back to acorn one for jog – find the acorn style is the most stable for staying in place while I’m being active. Put little high cut jogging shorts and small nylon vest top over my cb and plug and went running around the neighbourhood. However, got paranoid about the possibility of my cb falling out of my shorts (felt like it was all the time although I’m sure it was really quite stable) so didn’t jog for too long.

At 3:30pm I changed over to a rattler (steel plug with a ball bearing inside which rattles) then around 5pm had a go at prostate massage with a prostate massager. It felt good, not quite sure if it caused any cum to ooze out of my caged cock, but I did find later on lots of precum pooling in the cb.

My arse felt like it needed a rest so went empty for 15 mins before I put the rattler back in. It stayed until 6pm when I found it feeling more sore so took it out, and at 7pm put the steel ‘lollipop’ one in, until 8pm when it had had too much again. Re-inserted the original rubber one at 9pm, which I plan to keep in probably until I got to bed or it gets uncomfortable.

I succeeded in keeping the plug in almost all the time up to my evening meal, which was 8am to 6pm, 10 hours. Almost every change of plug was driven by a need to use toilet, which was much more often than when I’m not plugged, so the plug causes some hassle there. But it is a nice feeling being ‘filled’ all day (when it’s not uncomfortable).

I shall sleep unplugged and keenly watch for my safe to open in the morning to unlock cb, after which I’ll play with cock and edge (when not in work or out) but not cum until midnight – another frustrating day!

Jogging and shopping

I thought it would be an interesting exercise for a Sunday to go out to my local Decathlon sports shop, and the retail park it’s in, by jogging there and back.

I chose a little Lycra one-piece sprint suit and put a loose sleeveless teeshirt over it. I had some empty glass bottles to take to nearby recycling centre, so walked there with bottles and rucksack, wearing teeshirt. Once I’d done the recycling I stripped off the teeshirt (feeling quite exposed in nothing but tight Lycra suit) and jogged from there about 1.5km to shops.

Beforehand, I was chatting with zentaiskeleton about this, and he suggested that I should be wearing either teeshirt or sandals but never both. So once I got to the shops I put on the teeshirt (feel bit more respectable then) but took off sandals (suddenly less respectable, and very aware of ground surface). I walked across the car park and around several shops barefoot, got no comments about it. Of course, I was still in Lycra suit with teeshirt not covering up very much so still potential for a bulge which I hope didn’t show up too much. There wasn’t much to interest me in the shops. Then I put sandals back on, stripped off teeshirt and jogged back home.

It was a fun trip out, getting a bit of exercise in, good excuse to wear skimpy gear and getting to like the barefoot thing.

Shoeless in tights

Yesterday had a ‘dare’ from an online friend ‘zentaiskeleton’ which sounded interesting. I was visiting a friend in London wearing shorts and teeshirt (weather was a bit cool for shorts but I did anyway), and in Paddington station ready for the return journey I changed into 3/4 length Lycra tights, with nothing underneath to control the bulge, just a teeshirt not quite long enough to cover it. I think it looked okay while I was sitting on train, hopefully also while walking home.

What’s more, his dare included not wearing any shoes, so I took them off at Paddington and was still bare-footed by the time I got home. It’s quite an interesting experience, you get much more aware of the ground under your feet. I had to watch out for stones or puddles, but it’s mostly surprisingly clear on the route I take.

I expect I got some odd looks although I didn’t notice any. I walked past a group of teenage girls and I have no doubt they were giggling about me after I walked past. I was much more aware of the lack of shoes but I for the public the tights were more noticeable.

Catchup

Hazel and I have parted, so now on the look out for other sources for control.

I’ve been keeping up the kinky jogging, always wearing something interesting and usually with cockring/chastity/buttplug/rubber going on too.

Recently I slipped into a chastity device and an online friend suggested I wear it a few more days. I ended up wearing it 2 days, including to work.

I ordered (a few months ago) some new rubber gear from Latex101. It arrived on a Wednesday lunchtime, so in the afternoon wore a rubber thong to work, then Thursday a rubber jock and Friday rubber chap shorts – squeaky week!

In that shipment I also got a rubber shortie suit which has no front/back zip (except groin access) but  has zip along sleeve and up to neck on both sides, which you use to get in and out. I wore it underneath a Lycra suit jogging around the neighbourhood, which was hot but felt good, and I kept the suit on for a few hours afterwards.

More restrictions

Hazel decided to give me some different types of orders and restrictions that I could pick from in order to earn cock playing time

Orders and my progress through them listed here:

http://wiki.mortice.org/index.php/Orders_4th_August_2014

Meanwhile, a friend has talked me into trying being out in public bare foot. To my surprise, it's not as problematic as I expected - as long as it's dry and the ground is free of problems like glass or stones and not rocky tarmac, it's quite easy.

I walked home from my local train station (about 10 minutes) barefoot (including escalators) then next time I went to a munch I walked there barefoot (about 20 minutes) and spent the evening that way, shoeing up only for the journey home.

And I've been keeping up with kinky jogging, see my progress here:

http://wiki.mortice.org/index.php/JogLog

Public toilet cumming

Hazel kept me locked up all last week, until we went to a fetish club on Friday evening and through to Saturday morning, when she finally unlocked me and I demonstrated my gratitude to her :-)

My cock once released from 5 days of lockdown felt okay but did have various red patches dry skin areas which would need managing if I'm going to be locked up for any longer. I posted this issue on FetLife and got a very good reply: https://fetlife.com/groups/1628/group_posts/5620498

However, she decided for the following week I should not have it too easy - I would not be allowed to touch my cock at home, I'd have to go to a public toilet or to work in order to play. The one exception allowed was that if I could sleep with a buttplug in all night I could play and cum in the morning.

On Monday I did play with my cock and get hard in the toilets in work, but didn't have the nerve to try to cum then.

On Tuesday I decided to take a jog out to a public toilet where I'd then be allowed to cum. I slipped into a Lycra cycle skinsuit, put lube and phone into the rear pocket and jogged out to the toilet, fairly self-conscious about what I was going to do.

I used my camera to video my experience - stripping naked in the toilet then lubing up and jerking off, cumming over the toilet floor while listening to people walking past outside. It was good to cum but scary too, fearing discovery all the time.

I tidied up and climbed back into my Lycra suit, then jogged back home - this time along a main road, more confident now about being seen in what must look like an unusual outfit for a jogger.

I edited the video, which you can watch at http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=pTmef-G891-

Locked for a week

Last week I suggested that Hazel might like to lock me in a chastity device this week, which she seemed quite keen on, so Sunday evening she locked my steelheart onto me then left with the keys.

We're going to a local fetish club on Friday, where I'll still be locked up. She said I would be let out Saturday morning at the earliest, and that I should behave myself Friday night or it may be later - a strong incentive!

I've so far survived, starting to get horny at random times but unable to do anything about it. I've still been keeping up my daily jogging, managing to hide my cb bulge under a tight padded lycra cycle skinsuit or little shorts. Meanwhile going to work every day hiding cb under cycle shorts under my work suit.

End of denial

England failed to get out of the group stage of the world cup, which is bad news for them but good for me as it means I no longer have to be on cum denial depending on the number of goals scored. And the last game was 0-0 so no days of denial there, although I had to ruin an orgasm since England didn't win the game.

As for kinky jogging, today I ran with a rubber suit under my lycra cycle skinsuit, which is the first time I've been quite that kinky while jogging. It was hot in both senses :)

More denial

After the first England world cup game ended at 2:1, I had to spend 3 days in chastity denial. Then after 2 days of freedom (and quite a lot of cumming!) the next England match also ended 2:1 which lead to another 3 days of denial. Since England lost both, I had to ruin my orgasm after the first and will have to after the second.

Fortunately Hazel was available during both denial periods, and since the 'denial' is only for self-induced orgasms, she was able to assist me in relieving my frustration (sometimes assisted by handcuffs etc).

Meanwhile I've been getting more adventurous with jogging (10 minutes a day), on the one hand wearing more 'interesting' clothes (cycle shorts, little jogging shorts, one-piece cycle skinsuit and my most daring yet, just a Lycra unitard with no padding or covering) and on the other hand, having 'interesting' things going on underneath (chastity device, buttplug, cockring). A part of the incentive of keeping up daily jogging is being able to experiment with alternative things to wear while doing it, which so far is working out well.

World cup and orgasm denial

Just to make the world cup a little more 'interesting', I'm going to engage in some orgasm denial based on the results.

So, for each of the England games during the group phase, for each goal that's scored during the match by either team, I'll spend a day without orgasm (so if the score is 2-1 I'll spend 3 days without cumming) starting from the end of the match. Then after that time, if England lost or drew the match my next orgasm will be ruined, if they won then a normal orgasm will be allowed.

If England should make the quarter final, I'll spend 2 days per goal without orgasm. If semi-final, 3 days, if final, 4 days and if in the play off for third place, 2 days. If the score is high and I'm still unable to cum by the time the next match happens I'll add the remaining time on at the end of the next match time (whether the orgasm is ruined or not will be defined by the most recent match).

During the orgasm denied time I can still play and edge as long as I don't cum. More specifically, I'm not allowed to cum by my hand but doesn't restrict the 'assistance' of Hazel if she's kind enough to help me out.

Should make for an interesting world cup time!

CB for a week

One of the things that's limited my time in chastity has been that one of my cock piercings (frenum) closes up a little after leaving it a while without any jewellery in it, which means a chastity device has to have something in the piercing or not be on too long (few days). I have a few devices that secure through the piercing but they have their own challenges.

I recently got a small piercing jewellery bar which fits through my frenum and is small enough to go inside my large steelheart tube and doesn't make a knocking noise.

So, by way of test and encouragement from Hazel, I recently spent a week in my large steelheart with that bar inside. Seemed reasonably successful, the piercing was fine afterwards. It had the usual effects of causing me some trouble sleeping, and of course keeping me horny and frustrated!

The sleep problems and the challenging of hiding the bulge (no tight shorts!) means it's not something I'd want to do 'all the time', but nice to know I can cope with a week 'or more' if I should need to do so.

Kinky jogging

I’ve started jogging – only about 5 minutes a day, around the streets around my house. But to keep it interesting, I’ve been using it as an excuse to slip into kinky gear in public.

I’ve always been a fan of cycle shorts and short little jogging shorts, both of which I feel very self-conscious wearing while shopping etc. But they’re quite legitimate things to jog in!

For details of each run, see http://wiki.mortice.org/index.php/JogLog

I’ve taken to adding a butt plug, which is a nice feeling, not too distracting and no danger of falling out yet.

My hope is to get more adventurous, both with sporty visible wear and with kinky things underneath... open to suggestions there!

Voting on cumming

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Frustrating week

Hazel decided last weekend that I'd had it 'too easy' recently, so told me that this week all orgasms should be ruined. However, on Tuesday she additionally decided that any (ruined orgasm) would have to take place in a local public toilet, or if I was going to do it at home then I'd have to eat it!

I find it quite tough eating my cum (horrible stuff), and tough ruining my orgasms, and tough having to go out to do it, so having to do two of those three was 'not ideal'. However, regardless of the hardship, the thought of having to go through these things was also quite a turn-on, which of course lead to the need to do them... there wasn't really any realistic option for getting away with just not touching myself at all.

I ruined and ate twice at home Wednesday, then on Thursday decided I should really trek out to the public toilet (just "because it's there" really). I put on a boilersuit (naked underneath) and rubber shoes and headed out to the toilet. I did consider cycle shorts or running tights but it was getting cool in the evening.

When I got to the toilet and locked the door I stripped down except for shoes (the toilet is an auto-cleaning one so always a wet floor). I tugged away while thinking through the strange kinky situation I was in, and eventually had to let go of my cock as my cum splattered on the floor - it was a ruined orgasm but at least I didn't have to eat it. I got dressed and returned home, feeling once again less nervous and awkward on the way home than I did on the way out, despite my strange outfit.

I spoke to Hazel on the phone, who told me she'd decided I should wear some rubber all day tomorrow. I had met my 'weekly minimum quota' of wearing rubber (currently 11 hours) on Monday, but will be likely to repeat that tomorrow.

The positive part of all this (despite being very frustrating and horny and kinky) is that each of these tasks earns Schweinehund penalty hours, so he'll be locked in his chastity device about another 3 days as a result of my activities this week - nice to know there's some benefit at least :-)

Lockup plugged in rubber

Last weekend Hazel and I were on a relatively kink-free holiday in Birmingham (nice place).

I've been fairly unrestricted recently so Hazel decided I should be locked in cb for a few days. My keys are currently in a time controlled safe (kitchensafe) with a day to go.

Meanwhile my sub has been locked a month and a half and has been occasionally failing tasks which cost him in longer lockup time. Whenever I wear cb, rubber or buttplug it earns him extra time locked, which is encouraging me to do so, then he has to do similar to earn the time back.

We entered into an agreement that I should spend 10 hours a week in some rubber and 3 hours a week plugged, and if I miss those targets he gets a bonus (triple time on certain tasks for the following week) so it's a strong incentive for me to do those things (which I keep thinking I should do more often).

So currently I'm in cb and buttplugged underneath my pink neck entry shortie rubber suit for the evening!

Another week of lockup

This weekend I had Hazel strapped into various bondage situations, as you can see:

Before we parted Sunday evening, I locked on a plastic Lori tube chastity device, and gave Hazel the keys to look after until I see her on the Friday, 5 days later. The device is a tube secured only through my frenum piercing which is quite different from most ‘ball trap’ devices. I had a problem last time I wore a cb that I had to leave jewellery out of piercings for a while which caused difficulty getting the jewellery back in afterwards, but this device means I keep the jewellery in the piercings all the time.

It’s my birthday Wednesday this week, so being locked all week seems appropriate. Also my sub locked in cb gets ‘punished’ by a day’s extra lockup for each day I’m locked, so this has kept him locked for another 5 days. I’m also spending Wednesday wearing a rubber jock to work, which also pushes up his lockup time.

Locked up sub

I have a sub locked up in chastity now! He’s posted me keys and locked for a few months. We have arranged a set of tasks with benefits and penalties depending on achieving the tasks and lottery results. He’s also penalised if I wear anything rubber or a chastity device or a buttplug!

You can see his tasks and results at http://wiki.mortice.org/index.php/Schweinehund

Last week Hazel decided that I should spend the week wearing rubber underwear to work all week. Then at a fetish club I wore a neoprene dive suit. I didn’t know if this would count as ‘rubber’ so asked around the club, and the vote was 5 to 2 that it is considered to be rubber. My explanation of his punishment probably influenced people’s opinions.

That week I wore rubber for a total of 3 days (72 hours) which added 3 days to his lockup.

Piercing trouble

Not updated my blog in a while, although not too much has happened...

A few weeks ago I was in a chastity device for 5 days, Hazel looking after the key for me. I somehow survived that, and enjoyed getting out of it. But had some difficultly afterwards getting my frenum ring back into its piercing. It was quite a painful experience, it felt like the hole had significantly closed up and I had to use a tapered rod to get it back up to its original 5mm size. Then it reacted like a new piercing, producing fluid and crusties and feeling sensitive. It healed up over the next week or two and seems okay now but makes me reluctant to take the jewellery out much for the next month or so.
However, I didn’t get off without a challenge, I had to spend a week during which every orgasm was a ruined one. I only cum 3 times that week.

Last weekend I spent a pleasant half hour blindfolded in a full body Lycra suit, gagged, handcuffed behind me, legs bound together, lying on my bed horny but left to my thoughts. It felt like quite a long time but was a good experience, not been helpless in bondage like that for a while. Eventually Hazel let me go.

I ‘returned the compliment’ by tying Hazel up, naked except for vibrating nipple clamps, hooded, hands chained to the headboard, feet wide apart tied to the feet of the bed and with a large vibrator duct-taped into her pussy. I dropped by to visit her occasionally, but eventually teased her clit enough to make her think it was all worthwhile!

The next day it was unusually warm so I suggested I should wear cycle shorts when we went out, for the first time this ‘summer’, but Hazel wasn’t keen so I wore ‘normal’ shorts instead.

Rubber and cage

Hazel and I met up in a hotel before going to our regular monthly fetish club. I was pleased to see her, not least because I’d been locked in chastity since Sunday!

In the hotel room (on my suggestion) she restrained my hands before unlocking the device. We had some play (but not too much) before I showered (unrestrained) and relocked cb before climbing into my full body rubber suit. Had a nice time at the club with the hood down on the suit, then (on my suggestion) at around midnight Hazel zipped up my hood and padlocked it shut for the rest of the night. People found me a little scary, which was fun. When we got back to hotel I peeled off suit and unlocked cb.

In the morning Hazel decided that since I had remove the cb myself rather than asking permission, I should spend next week on ‘no sexual touching’. I was reluctant (having just spent a week locked) but agreed since the week ended with Valentine’s day.

On Saturday evening (on her suggestion) I locked Hazel into my dog cage, wearing a ‘leopard bear’ onesie with a collar and lead. She had water to drink from a dog bowl and from a ‘hamster’ water bottle tied to the bars of the cage. She had a happy few hours in there, before retiring to being chained to the radiator for the night.

Then I had to spend the following week without touching myself, which was at times frustrating but at others just a bit annoying – it’s fun to do but it loses its novelty after a while.

4 days in

I’ve now been locked in chastity for 4 days and have one day to go – well, I guess that depends on Hazel since she has the key.

It’s not been too bad daytime, I’ve got quite used to wearing cb to work. Nights are still a pain, getting woken up at 5am with an erection that won’t go away in a tight cb much too small for it. It’s been quite hot when I’ve been chatting online or browsing pictures and I’ve got horny and tried to get hard and then been reminded quite firmly that it’s not allowed.

I’ve been fairly flooding the cb with lube, which so far has prevented any sores or pinching anywhere. The last two times I went for 5 day lockup (once in this device, a small steelheart, before modification and once in a Lori tube) I got a sore in the same place (underside of cock where base of tube rubs). I hope with liberal lube I won’t have that problem, but time will tell…

                                                                         

In order to hide the cb bulge in under my suit at work I’ve been wearing cycle shorts under suit trousers. I often wear tight shorts as underwear and occasionally wear cycle style lightly padded short shorts. But this week I’ve been wearing real cycle shorts, which I don’t think I’ve done before. I’d previously been concerned about the tight strip along the bottom of the shorts (just above knee) causing an odd bulge in trousers, but when I tried it out, it didn’t look too odd so I thought for the week I would ‘go for it’. Quite nice in fairly tight padded shorts all week under a respectable suit J

After chatting online I developed a potential interesting plan for future lockups. I could ask Hazel to roll some dice and set my time controlled safe according to the result – a 6 sided die to set the days and a 20 sided die to set the hours. However, she would have me blindfolded (and locked in cb and probably handcuffed) when she rolls dice and sets time (I’d only see it once the keys are locked away and the time committed) so she could if she wishes add or subtract a few days from the dice roll or just pick her own time, I would never know. That might be nice to do occasionally (not all the time!) on a Sunday when we won’t see each other until the next weekend.

Just have to cope with another 24 hours locked up...

Remote vibrators and mummification

I spent the week not touching my cock unless I was plugged, then didn’t play at all Saturday or Sunday, in preparation for when I met up with Hazel Sunday. So when she came in through my door I kissed her, pulled down her trousers, bent her over the sofa and fucked her.

I bought a new toy to amuse Hazel – a remote controlled ‘butterfly’ vibrator, which straps around her pussy. But she didn’t know I’d got it, so (of course) I had the blindfold her and handcuff her while she was naked, then attach it to her and see her reaction. Then we needed to ‘road test’ it so we went out to some local shops, with her wearing it under her jeans and me wearing another remote vibrator strapped to my cock.

That was quite fun, us flipping the buzzing modes of each of our vibrators while out in public. The one which was on me has a lousy range (suspecting faulty) need to be within a few feet, but the new one which was on her can be controlled from much further away, which could be handy J

Later on I mummified her using black palette wrap (thick cling film/saran wrap) wrapping her from head to toe in several layers to keep her under control. I’ve not done that in a while so forgot a few tricks I’d used in the past – should remember to put something over the nipples to make it easier to find them and cut holes later. However I did have TENS pads attached to her pussy and arse.

She lay there, peacefully, unable to do much else, blindfolded and restrained while the TENS unit shocked her at regular intervals. She was entirely sealed in except for her nose and holes at her nipples for the clamps to go through. I sat nearby, cock in hand, admiring the moans and twitching of the helpless anonymous package, and soon deposited some cum just under her nostrils. I cranked up the TENS, poked a hole at her pussy and slipped in some fingers to see how she was doing. She seemed to enjoy that, perhaps a little too much, so after a little teasing I left her to her frustrated struggling.

I checked in on her at regular intervals but each time I asked she didn’t want to come out. She seemed to thrive on being left alone, helpless and tortured, rather longer than I think I would have. I adjusted various nipple equipment, TENS settings and vibrator positions each time. Then finally when I checked on her, about two hours after we started, she said her nipples were hurting and she needed the toilet, so I cut her open and she rushed free.

She enjoyed her time incarcerated. Later she said she’d not been able to orgasm during her whole experience, so I ‘gave her a hand’ with that and the resultant noises were very nice J

We had arranged that I should spend the next week locked in chastity – we’d been incrementing the lock up time each time we did it, and this would be 5 days which would bring us up to a fetish club on Friday, so seemed appropriate.

To prepare for this I put on the base ring of my steelheart then asked Hazel to handcuff me behind my back. It was hot knowing I was then committed, since she would lock the cb on before unlocking the handcuffs. However, she had some other ideas since she’d noticed my horny thoughts had made my cock far too big to fit into the little cage, so decide to whack my cock around for her amusement instead. She also smeared some ‘deep heat’ warming cream over my cock and balls. Eventually when my cock had gone down a bit she managed to cram it into the cage and lock it all together.

So now I’m locked up for the week, the key a few miles away, fairly horny most of the time and looking forward to Friday which will be my first chance of being released!

Plugging

Hazel has left me unrestricted for the week, so I've imposed my own restriction.

I'm not touching my cock sexually unless I'm buttplugged.

Doing this from Monday through to Sunday (when I next see Hazel). And expecting then she'll leave me locked in cb until the club we're going to the following Friday!

Last night I was plugged in bed, and slept that way for several hours.

Remaining tasks completed

On Thursday I had to complete the next part of my instructions from Hazel.

First was to cum in 30 seconds. I tried, knowing it to be near-impossible from a ‘standing start’, and failed. Then in the evening I went to a meeting wearing a rubber teeshirt and Lycra leggings under normal clothing. As ever, I felt a little self-conscious in a room of ‘normal’ people while feeling the cool rubber against my skin.

Friday I was instructed to put clothes pegs on myself and take a picture for Hazel – she said she enjoyed seeing all the pegs around my cock and balls. Then no underwear for the day in work.

I was due to meet friends for a drink that evening, but had to wear a Lycra unitard and a buttplug, and to apply some ‘deep heat’ cream. I don’t know if the intention was for the deep heat to be applied to the plug but I’ve never done that so instead used it on my balls, where it gave a gentle warming sensation for about 20 minutes – not as intense as I’d expected, which might have been the clothing/walking or just the quantity. The unitard meant I had to use the cubicle to use the toilet all evening. The plug reminded me of its presence all evening, until I got home and removed it at around midnight.

On Saturday we were due to meet some vanilla friends, but I thought I’d keep it interesting by wearing a cock cage and a chain around my neck locked with a padlock (out of sight) and give Hazel the keys. She had a week earlier put a padlock in my PA cock piercing so I had to use a large cock cage to accommodate it. Fortunately the friends didn’t spot the rather obvious bulge in my jeans or comment on the chain.

Saturday evening Hazel remove the cock cage and PA lock after some encouragement (she received an appropriate reward for that) but I didn’t ask her to remove the neck chain til Sunday evening.

Wednesday's tasks completed

On Sunday I was set an assortment of tasks by Hazel. So far I’m half way through them.

Monday and Tuesday was ‘no touching’. Although I don’t touch my cock all the time, I notice it more when I’m not allowed to touch it, and it does twitch curiously when it’s not given attention.

Today (Wednesday) the first task was to cum in the shower. That was harder than I expected – think it’s more awkward trying to cum in situations I’m not used to, and the water’s quite distracting – but I managed it J

Then I had to cum at work. That’s always quite stressful, I went to the toilet and had to use hand cleaner as lube to tug away in the place that such things are not supposed to happen. I managed it (not very satisfying) and had to immediately flush it away. I returned to the office, hopefully not looking too guilty. My instructions were to record it on my phone but couldn’t see any way to control the cum (try to flush it fast to avoid smell) and hold camera at the same time.

Next, in the evening I put on a red zentai, padlocked chain from neck to radiator, padlocked chain from ankle to radiator, handcuffs, TENS pads on arse, blindfold under zentai and zentai zips padlocked together. There was a timer counting down 20 minutes, which of course I couldn’t see, while I tweaked the settings on the TENS machine.

So I lay there for 20 minutes, feeling a constant zapping from the machine and once I got used to it I upped the power or changed the setting. Laying there in the dark, wondering how long to go, feeling the restriction of chains and cuffs. Several times I thought ‘probably been about long enough now’. Eventually, I heard the beep of my timer.

The next part of the task required that I turn off the TENS and remove the handcuffs, so I had to grope around for the keys. Then I unzipped the arse zip of my zentai and got my dildo out. My original plan was to put on a rubber glove (surgical style) but it turns out that’s nearly impossible if you can’t see anything and you’re already wearing cotton/Lycra zentai gloves as you can’t see or feel which way around the glove goes. So I had to lube up my zentai hand and use it to lube my arse and dildo. Then, in line with instructions, I fucked myself with it. When I’d had enough, I unlocked all of the locks while blinded, the last one being the lock on my zentai enabling me to remove the blindfold.

As if all that wasn’t enough, my next task was to go to a nearby public toilet and have a ruined orgasm. I was to wear only thong leotard, shorts and coat (and presumably footwear). The weather here recently has been cold, wet and occasionally raining so shorts would seem a little odd. However, I decided (not necessarily a good idea!) to wear cycle shorts, as they were more kinky, not really any shorter than normal shorts and I have some thick cotton ones which would be fairly warm. And I wore some nearly-knee-high platform boots to cover more leg. Meanwhile the thong of the leotard was cutting high into my arse.

I set out, feeling very self-conscious in bad drizzly weather wearing tight shorts, my pale knees being very visible in the dark to anyone looking. I took a long way around to the toilets to avoid some of the more public areas. At one point a car beeped its horn, I don’t know if that was aimed at me but it could well have been since I must have looked quite strange. As I approached them I noticed someone just behind me walking the same way, I did wonder if he was doing the same thing but he walked past.

I got into the toilet cubicle and stripped down. I tried to wear just the thong leotard but the floor was so cold and wet I had to put the boots back on. I started playing with my cock, thinking about the fact that I’d have to go home feeling the same self-consciousness as I had nothing with me to cover myself other than the cycle shorts. After about 10 minutes I blew my load, limiting the contact so ruining the orgasm as it dripped from my cock. My instruction was to roll on the floor in the cum but the room was too small and the floor too cold to be able to do that, so instead I picked it up and smeared it on my leotard, achieving the same thing.

I tidied up, dressed and left. Once again, after cumming I felt more confident and less concerned about being spotted in shorts, although I still went home the long way avoiding the public. Once home, as instructed, I showered in leotard, sometimes running the water quite cold, and stripped it off.

That was a fairly busy day of instructions, I’m please I have a relatively easy time for the rest of the week (although Friday involves going out buttplugged which can be scary).

More instructions

I’m due to meet Hazel next weekend. I suggested she send me some instruction for me from Wednesday until I see her, and she responded with:

What about Monday and Tuesday? I think no touching from midnight Sunday til Wednesday morning when you wank once in the shower and watch as it washes away down the plughole, then at lunch time you are to cum at work and film it on your phone.

Well Wednesday evening can be spent in zentai suit, cuffs, tens unit and chained to the radiator for at least 20 minutes. When the timer beeps you are to use a small vibe or dildo to fuck yourself in the arse. Then once done you can wear your skimpy Thong leotard, shorts and coat then go to a local public toilet and ruin your orgasm at least once letting drop it to the floor then roll around on the floor in your cum then come home to have a cold shower rubbing your face in your spoiled leotard as you rinse it in the shower with you.

Thursday morning you can cum once but you only have 30 seconds in which to do it and at night when you go out methinks you can have ball stretcher under leggings and rubber vest under your top. On the way out you are not give eye contact unless spoken to and keep your hands in your pockets while walking.

Friday, no touching. Morning you can put 20 pegs on body where ever you think would please me and send a picture to me and then at work you are to wear no underwear. Friday night you are to wear your unitard at the pub with a butt plug with application of deep heat - should keep you amused.

This is the modified list, we renegotiated a few things, such as I was originally to spend an hour chained to a radiator on Wednesday night. It's still a fairly scary list of instructions, but I'll do my best to comply.

4 day lockup

Hazel and I have been having a fun and social and kinky few weeks over the holidays. I mostly kept Hazel chained to the radiator when she was not in use, and when away from me spent a few days wearing chains padlocked around her neck and waist.

We were due to the very un-kinky task of visiting my parents for a few days, so I suggested making it a little more ‘interesting’ by keeping me locked in my small chastity device while there. That would be from 28^th to 30^th December, so I suggested she keep me in until ‘next year’, which would be 4 days locked, one more than the last lockup she had me in.

She agreed to all that, but decided on the day before lockup I should only have ruined orgasms. This added a little frustration to the experience, but a little extra thrill too.

I locked up and remained that way during the parental visit (uneventful except for getting horny overnight) and for the next day with Hazel, when I was still expected to keep her satisfied. On the morning of New Year’s Eve she used my Kitchen Safe to secure the cb keys for another 24 hours to bring my lockup to 4 days, plus an extra hour just for luck.

Kitchen Safe is a product I came across recently, which is a ‘cookie jar’ type box with a time controlled lock. Once the time is set and the box closed, it will only open once the time has passed. Designed for sweets and cigarettes but ideal for bondage and chastity games – see http://www.thekitchensafe.com/

On New Year’s Day the safe opened and I was able to retrieve my keys. It was good to finally unlock although I wasn’t as ‘on edge’ as I expected, perhaps due to suffering with a cold at the same time. I cum 4 times that day, although curiously none were very powerfully orgasmic.