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I put the s in M/s relationships., Male, 53, from USA

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    Feb 6, 1968 (Age: 53)
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    Chastity devices:
    Mature Metal jailbird
    Chastity resume:
    9 March 2014
    I have been living in and out of chastity since April of 2012.
    Our first attempt was the 7 Gates of Hell, a set of rings connected
    with leather straps. It was definitely made for temporary chastity.

    Next we sent for THE slow boat from China, and received a comfortable
    if slightly small-ringed jailbird and another pretty stainless cage
    that is very painful to wear. The former I wore most of last year
    when my Queen decided it was time for my pretty little dick to be
    punished. It turned my balls blue, and they had a leathery, dead kind
    of feel to them when I had worn it for three or four days. I believe
    the gap was just a bit too small between the cage itself and the cock
    ring base to which it was secured.

    We then bought a CB 6000, a plastic affair that is very beautiful and
    deeply embarrassing since it makes your cock fit into a tiny clear
    little cage, giving it no room to get hard. It was very comfortable,
    but its design allowed little in the way of hygienic washing;
    consequently, the “nut stink” as I called it drove me crazy within a
    couple of days.

    As my key holder was not around every day to allow me to take it off
    and wash it out properly, the CB 6000 was not a long-term solution to
    chastity, either.

    Finally, after a little more research, we settled on a custom-made
    jailbird from Mature Metal in Texas. It was $400 and some change, so
    we were anticipating that it would be the long-term fix for my lust
    and carnal appetites that we so desperately hoped to curb.

    It arrived in November, and we had it adjusted slightly to close the
    gap (my nuts actually were small enough to pass through it in the
    night when they usually are wont to draw up to my body). Finally, the
    solution itself arrived very near Christmas.

    We have had it on and off of me since, but my Queen is celebrating
    her impending freedom with the longest bouts of chastity yet for her
    cuckold. We just finished nine days of chastity for me this past
    Thursday, and Friday morning she put it right back on me before she
    walked out the door.

    Judging on the fucking I gave her after those nine days—my longest
    period of absolute chastity since last summer, I believe—then she is
    hungry for even more. She has promised me that this time I will have
    to wear it at least 30 days, although she will not tell me exactly
    when she will take it off of me.

    Last night I showed up to satisfy her after work. She has been
    sexting with her bulls, and they have amplified her already
    insatiable sexual appetite made worse by what is probably her
    ovulation cycle. Seeing as how my dick is unavailable, I wore a strap
    on with a 7 and a half inch cock mounted on its Vac-U-Lock system. I
    licked her pussy on the hood of my car, then turned her over, cuffed
    her, and fucked the hell out of her with it from behind. She was in
    absolute heaven! She told me later that it felt much like the fucking
    one of her former bulls had given her on the hood of her car this
    past fall.

    After I had pleased her, a car passing nearby convinced us that we
    should move inside on the passenger seat of my Corolla. I commenced
    to fucking her so hard that she had THE hardest orgasm she has ever
    had with me. It was AMAZING! Like watching her fuck a big dick and
    also getting to fuck her at the same time. I was pouring sweat as a
    result of that fury, lust, and jealousy that I get when I hear her
    getting off on someone else. I even came WITH her because I was so
    turned on, even though my real dick didn’t feel anything besides the
    cold steel of its own bars and the huge spike that pricks it when I
    get an erection.

    Today, nothing has been the same. I have been obsessed with my
    thoughts of fucking her with that giant dick again.

    Part of me hopes she will be able to fuck one of her bulls soon, for
    at least a couple of hours. The other part of me hopes she will at
    least let me fuck her tonight just to hear her orgasm like that again.

    She is at work. I have pretty much given up on texting her at work
    anymore. She’s always busy, and rarely replies. I am so horny
    thinking about her fucking one or two of her bulls this week, though,
    that I want to see her tonight. I want to get all of that lust of
    hers out of her, to watch her churn buttered ice cream all over that
    strap on. I want to hear her scream the way she never screams for my
    real dick. I want, in short, to make her happy once more.

    Once more before she leaves me for the pleasure of other men.


    “Keep me rather in this cage, and feed me sparingly, if you dare. Anything that brings me closer to illness and the edge of death makes me more faithful. It is only when you make me suffer that I feel safe and secure. You should never have agreed to be a god for me if you were afraid to assume the duties of a god, and we know that they are not as tender as all that. You have already seen me cry. Now you must learn to relish my tears.”

    Pauline Réage
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