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For me, her motivation for locking me up matters. If she’s trying to change me, using t&d as a tool to get something out of me, then I’ll pass. But if she’s doing it because she likes it…..enjoys being a cocktease, loves making me squirm, etc…..then I’m definitely on board.

Yes, t&d does make me more willing to push my limits, more pliant. But too often I see people using chastity to change the other person; if you’re not happy with who that other person is, just move on. Or if it’s a relatively small problem, talk about it and come up with a solution.

I wouldn’t last in a 24/7 chastity relationship, even if there were occasional orgasms involved. To really feel “release”, I tend to have one orgasm after another, dozens per day. On top of that, having total freedom and then being locked up provides a wonderful contrast. Once locked up, I know full well what I’m missing, and it seems to make it more intense. (It’s analagous to staying outside all day in the summer; you don’t feel the heat as much if you’re out all day, but you really feel it if you’re going in and out all day, from air conditioning to heat and back.) So being locked up for weeks (months?) followed by at least a few days of total wankitude is more my speed.

My wife locks me uo often in a CB3000 Last year I spent a total of three months locks up. My longets time is 28 days. When I am locked up I cannot resist her in any way. I have alrady sopent a month this year locked up and she is demanding it more and more.

This is probably pretty tame stuff but back in high school, I had a girlfriend. We never went all the way but we would do everything else. She really seemed to get off on teasing the shit out of me, coaxing me right to the edge of an orgasm and then backing off at the last second. In fact, if I ever begged her to go faster or don’t stop, she would interpret that as a sign to stop immediately until I had calmed down. I soon learned to keep my mouth shut and allow her to eventually, in her time, finish me off with a nice strong orgasm. I soon came to love the teasing almost as much as the climax.

One night I made the mistake of mentioning to her in passing that I didn’t have to cum every time. She didn’t understand and asked me what I meant by that. I told her that I kind of liked the feeling of being frustrated, that it turned me on. She agreed but made me promise that I would save all my orgasms for her. I never violated that promise but sometimes it was rough.

We decided to use cards to see if I got to cum. I’d cut the deck and then she’d pick it up and look atwithout showing it to me. A red card meant that I would get to cum. Then she’d start in stroking and blowing me. She’d take me to the brink a few times and then would either finish me off with an orgasm or announce that I’d lost and show me the card.

One of her favorite things was to tease me after I’d already lost my chance at relief. I’d beg her to touch me and she’d be like, “But you don’t get to cum. It’s cruel.” I would beg and say that I didn’t care and then she’d play with me some more. When she would finally stop for good she’d ignore my begging saying that she didn’t want to give me blue balls. Yeah, right.

I never knew for sure if she ever told any of her friends at school about our little game but I had my suspicions. If I had been on a bit of a losing streak I could swear that they looked at me differently, smirking at me and glancing at my crotch. That might have been all in my head but if I wanted to launch this story into fiction that is where I would start I guess.

Somehow the game evolved to where if I had won, I then had to resist cumming for ten minutes while she worked on me. If I came, I would forfeit twenty bucks. Having been teased to the brink several times already I could never win this game no matter what. She always found that amusing and seemed to relish her control over my body.

We graduated and wound up going to different colleges, finding other people and that was that. I found even kinkier women in college but that’s another story for another time.

My wife locks me up and hides the key. If I am good she will wear it around her hips which means I can eat her out for the key (if I do a good job). If I lose my temper I don’t even see the key for days and days. I am not allowed to ask for it or to talk abut sex in any way at all. She said she likes modifying my behavior this way and making me obey her.

My fiancee and I are trying to find a cage that works. The gates of hell are too bulky and the CB-3000 is too messy. Since I’m a bit too thick, I just don’t fit in there well enough and it’s hard to pee neatly.

We’re going to keep looking, though. And when we do, I’ll be locked up for life, only coming out when she wants. I’m excited and scared to death.

Big disadvantages of the cb3000,- it comes off in the surf when swimming. Very embarrassing at a public beach. My cb300 was impossible to remove,- until I went in the surf

Wife and I settled on a Lori/s tube with PA piercing lock after much unsuccess with other devices. We still had to send the tube back for modification and I had to alter the PA pin for better comfort. Even with testes ring for support, I still have to use an elastic belt to keep pressure off the piercing pin. But, it is now 100% wearable and escape proof, and (for me) prevents erection and/or masturbation. I shower daily with it on, but once a week wife joins me in the shower. I have my wrists handcuffed behind my back and she removes the tube for thorough cleaning and shaving.

Sex for me now consists of a once per month ejaculation IF I have not pissed her off and IF I have not opted for a prostate milking after the weekly shower with her. If I accept a prostate massage, I do not get a regular ejaculation and must go four more weeks of abstinence before I am again elegible.

If I do go the four weeks, the method of my “relief ejaculation” is up to her. Usually, I am restrained in some fashion and she teases me repeatedly. The “finale”, more often than not, is from a vibrator/massager held tightly down over my flaccid penis while I kneel over a bowl or saucer. Ejaculation is almost immediate and over with very quickly. Then, I get wiped and relocked in my tube. The drained semen is “recycled.”

If I weaken and accept a prostate milking, it via an Aneros device that she manipulates while I am on all fours.

Of course, during the month, I have to provide her with as much and whatever kind of sex service she may command. This can vary but I will say that I am probably in the top two percentile of men in the oral area of expertise.

It has just dawned on me that MC is all about the ultimate in female liberation. After all, instead of the guy being the prime mover in the old male world, male chastity makes the female the prime mover in sex. Sex will happen only if she wants it. Yes, male chastity is the ultimate in female liberation. Women hate, and feel threatened by, erect penises outside the bedroom,- so, why not keep it locked up and under her control until she wants it? Eventually, most women will insist on having their men in chastity because it is much better than contraception and less risky than the pill. That’s the future guys can look forward to.