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.

A ruined public toilet

I was locked in a chastity from Sunday to Wednesday, but when unlocked told not to cum until the next day (today) when it had to be done in a local public toilet and be a ruined orgasm - all orders from Hazel.

I planned to do so in the evening but had an online shopping delivery so couldn’t go out until that had been done. I like to wear something a little ‘unusual’ when getting deliveries (nothing too outrageous) so this time dressed in my onesie. I had a cockring and ballstretcher on underneath but it didn’t show.

Shortly after the (uneventful) delivery I adjusted my clothing and headed out. I removed the cockring and ballstretcher but kept on the onesie. I put the hood up and zipped it up to my chin, then put on a hoodie jacket and zipped that up to my chin as well. The onesie has a very white zip against the dark blue fabric but with the jacket zipped up it probably looked like tracksuit bottoms (with a white crotch zip!) I was well wrapped with my face only just looking out through 2 hoods, which represented my state of nervousness knowing what I was going to do.

When I got to the toilet I took off the coat but kept the onesie on, partly for warmth but also for that enclosed feeling. The zip has a zip runner at the crotch so I could open a hole for cock access without removing anything.

I lubed up and started stroking my cock. I had been allowed to touch it ever since I unlocked (midday yesterday) and had been playing plenty with it, always knowing at the time I would not be allowed to cum. It was a horny but ultimately futile and frustrating experience, playing without the usual happy ending, but it reminded me of the control I was under. But now I was facing a whole different experience, also horny and futile and frustrating, since I had to ruin my orgasm – play with my cock up to the point of no return but then let go and allow the cum to dribble out of my cock without any of the usual orgasmic sensations I’d been deprived for over 4 days now.

I rubbed my lubed up cock. I’d noticed how it had got more sensitive recently, which may have been due to the chastity lockup or more likely to the lack of cum. That sensitivity came in handy as it rose to the occasion quickly. I thought about my situation, under orders to cum but not enjoy it, sitting on a the rim of a cold public toilet. I felt the rush of cum, for the first time in 4 days, but once its destination was inevitable, I stopped rubbing my cock and let it gush out unorgasmically onto my hand. It was a huge delivery but a very unsatisfying one, the ‘ruin’ was most effective.

I tidied up, washed my hands and left. On the way back I didn’t put up either hood, and wore the jacket unzipped, displaying the brilliant white zip right down my front, obviously a onesie to anyone looking. My relatively relaxed appearance fitted with the change of mood I find after cumming after a while of not doing – I lose tension and feel more at ease. No-one noticed (or at least no-one commented) on my being out wearing a onesie (albeit with a jacket over) which I don’t think I’ve ever done before.

My ‘reward’ for this task fulfilment is that later in the evening I was allowed to have a single normal orgasm, but then nothing after until I see Hazel on Friday (which would probably become Saturday as we’re out Friday evening). Hot and horny times :-)

3 days locked

Hazel and I had a nice evening on Saturday (she was kept blindfolded chained to a radiator overnight, which she seems to enjoy). On Sunday I asked Hazel to lock my small steelheart chastity device onto me. I suggested she lock me for 2 1/2 days (to Tuesday evening) and put the key in a combination key safe for which she could give me the combination Tuesday evening. She decided I should be locked for 3 days and she would take the key with her. Of course, I agreed.

I stayed locked and horny and frustrated for the next few days. 5am Tuesday morning I was woken by a particularly hard swelling in my tight device, a very good reminder of my locked up state which drove my horniness.

Tuesday evening I went to see Hazel. After some very pleasant pleasantries we moved to the bedroom. She had (on my advice) hidden my cb key somewhere in her house, safely out of my way so no risk I’d try to unlock myself. I wanted to give her some pleasure but my cock was unavailable so I did all I could with my fingers and tongue, which she seemed to enjoy :-) There is something hot for me about knowing I’m locked and unable to please myself and only there to give her 100% of my attention. Later she toyed with me, playing with my balls and using a powerful vibrator on my cock cage, which got me horny as ever trapped in there.

We discussed my unlocking. I thought she’d let me unlock and cum on the Wednesday morning, 3 days after she’d locked me. She agreed that she would let me leave with the key and I could unlock then, but I would not be allowed to cum. She originally thought that perhaps I should not be allowed to touch my cock until Friday but after some rethinking (perhaps influenced by my look of horror!) decided that I could play with my cock after unlocking but not to cum until Thursday evening. But not a straightforward cum, it must be done in a nearby public toilet and it must be a ruined orgasm! After I’d done that I could come home and (at least half an hour later) I would be allowed one normal cum at home. Then no touching until I see her Friday evening (when we’re going out, so in effect Saturday). I was very horny hearing what a cruel and frustrating and sexy time Hazel demanded of me. I think she pitched it as just the right level - a lot harder than I'd expected but still quite manageable and very horny.

I took a heavy chain with me, which I asked her to lock around my neck and I’d keep it on until I removed the cb (I’d keep key). She locked it but a little tighter than I’d expected, so a few links of the chain dangled and jingled very nicely, not an effect I’d noticed before. I went home, locked in cb and neck chain. It's nice that she appreciates that I don't have to be unlocked to have a fun evening - that aspect was quite hot for me, and I don't think she missed out at all.

So now, Wednesday afternoon (day off work), I’ve just unlocked the cb (neck still chained tho) and enjoying the freedom of my cock with the frustration of knowing I won’t be allowed to cum for over 24 hours, and then will be a ruined orgasm in a public toilet! I’ll get another cum then, but that will be my only single ‘proper’ cum between last Sunday morning at (at least) next Saturday morning. And this will mean 4 1/2 days without cumming, ending with a ruined orgasm - not done that in a long time!