Cock v Cage

I woke up with an epic hard on. The cage pushing, ball crushing kind where my cock is desperately trying to reach its maximum size. The irresistible force of my cock meeting the immovable object of my cage. The base ring biting hard into me, squeezing tight and keeping me hard as a rock, my purple balls swollen beyond recognition, and the tip of my cock sore from smashing against the cage. I always wake up hard, but occasionally my cock and my cage decide to get into a death match. My cage pushed away from my body more than it otherwise can be and my balls stretched and crushed like they’re in a vice and everything standing perpendicular to my body. The kind where you have to get up an take a piss just to try and relieve the pressure. The kind where being locked hits home hard and sleep is impossible.

My cage and my cock fight it out every time I get hard. My cage bends downward. My cock, when hard, bends up. My cage always wins, but my cock puts up a valiant effort.

My cage pretty much fits my flaccid dick almost exactly, but there is maybe 1/4 inch of room to spare. As I grow (and I am a grower. Not bragging, but I’m near 7 inches hard), I fill the cage completely and it starts to push upward and outward. My cock wants to bend the cage, but it obviously can’t. What results is an intensely erotic pressure in my cage. My erection is trapped and arrested as I fill and squeeze against the titanium and my cage tends to stand upright to the extent the ball ring allows as my cock wants to curve in the opposite direction. The result is titanium tent pole in my underwear.

It’s not painful, although the base ring gets uncomfortable. It’s a reminder that my cock is still there, still doing it’s thing, and is very effectively incarcerated. It’s a reminder of the days when I would roll over, grab my husband, and impale him because my cock commanded it. And it’s a reminder that I can no longer do that. I’m denied forcefully. No matter how much my cock wants it, it no longer controls the situation and I am left hard, uncomfortable, and without recourse or relief. It’s the ultimate mind fuck and the ultimate fulfillment of my desire to be locked and controlled.

-Doc

Published by Locked Doc

Middle aged sub/slave reclaiming his kink and exploring Bdsm with both his husband and his Master. Always locked.

3 thoughts on “Cock v Cage

  1. “The kind where you have to get up an take a piss just to try and relieve the pressure.”

    I’m embarrassed to admit it took 4.5 months of chastity before I finally made that mental leap and learned to get up and piss so I could get stop that base ring from tugging so hard and back to sleep. LOL

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  2. I had one of those death match mornings today. Ultimately had to get up and soak a washcloth in cold water and wrap it around then trapped erection. This is the first one so intense since MrsL locked me up again a week ago.

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