The two weeks I spent locked down tight in the Schandemask has got me a little bewildered. Let me explain. I’m still sorting out the feelings I’m having, so I apologize if I ramble. Those two weeks of (relative) suffering brought me back to an earlier time in my chastity …
I never intended to be locked in a Steelwerks Schandemask. I knew about them. I know a few people who own one, but the idea of me having one was not on my radar, not even remotely. I purposely don’t use the word own, because while I might have bought …
Last week marked 4 years of being “permanently” locked. Time really does fly. My chastity adventure started (gulp) 30 years ago. I was locked on occasion and I locked several boys. I played on and off with it for a long time, until my former Sir wanted me locked and …
I’ve got a new cage from Steelwerks. I saw it and loved it and had to have it. Funny how that works with chastity devices. I’ve got a decent collection now. I think I’ve had well over 20 devices over the years. I’ve settled into just a few, but every …
As mentioned in my last post, I no longer have a cock. I have an owned appendage encased in titanium that I use to piss with. I’m not allowed to come unless it’s from other areas of my body being stimulated , and always caged. My former cock will never …
I was in the middle of writing a post when @thumpermn put up a tweet which, as usual, said what I was trying to say better in a couple of sentences than I was saying in a couple of paragraphs. Damn rabbit. Thumper (being away from Belle) said “I could …
Not that long ago I was rather unceremoniously dumped, via text, by a Dom days before we were going to see each other. It wasn’t the most pleasant thing that has happened, but in a way, it has been one of the best things that has happened to me in …
While I have been primarily focusing on my submissive side, I have always had a Dominant streak, which I thought was in deep hibernation. I used to describe myself as a Dom with a submissive side, then a switch, and recently primarily a submissive, because that is where my headspace …
After last week’s unbelievable turn of events, I’ve been amazingly lucky to have had an outpouring of support from friends, new and old. I can’t express how grateful I am and how much love I feel. I’m not feeling great about myself, but I’m working on it. I don’t mean …
I’m not talking about the Sex and the City reboot (for fuck’s sake, just call 911 Carrie), but rather the turn of events that happened last week. I think I have whiplash. Never in my life has something changed so radically in 24 hours. In fact, it happened 24 hours …
I was awake for several hours the other night. Trip was sleeping soundly next to me. My cage was incredibly tight, my horniness level was at 11, and I found my hand mindlessly stroking the titanium dick in a fruitless effort to relive the feelings of pleasure my pre-locked self …
I’ve really been enjoying co-hosting the Chastity Chat Twitter space with @thumpermn (other than I realize my voice is far less Barry White and far more eerily close to The Nanny when I hear the recording). We’ve discussed a number of topics and the insights of some of the participants …
