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.