It was a great Friday night Tied to the bed the cage part was off while my WIFE/KH was playing with her little penis/clit after a few rounds of edging and me begging to cum (which I was told " ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND ? HELL NO BITCH") my wife asked me to figure out just how long I have been caged. Prior to this go round which took me about 4 months of going one day at a time till it went longer and longer then I had 2 days of freedom then I was locked to control masturbating at first then it evolved into something much different for the both of us to where we are today so, from 11/25/2016 to 12/26/2017 397 days with a 7 day release to take care of some medical stuff like going into an MRI, then back in 01/01/2018 to today 05/18/2018 138 day and counting. After doing the math that’s when it hit me other than touching myself through the cage via my fingertips that’s a long time to have not touched one’s self, and during that 7 day release I must say I felt so uncomfortable with out that hunk of S/S wrapped around my penis. So the question is does anyone else have that feeling after wearing a cage long term and then it off do you feel kind of naked without it?
Yes. It becomes apart of who you are. It does t seem like the natural way to be anymore so Yes I feel naked without the security of the cage.
So true, I hate not being locked up. Mrs Chaste definitely prefers me safely locked away. Its for my own good of course, there are far to many women out there who would take advantage of me! And anyway apparently orgasms aren't good for me unless they are hers.
Don't have quite the same feeling of self, mentally and physically, without it. It feels somewhat like a security blanket for me, and I usually miss it when it's not there.
I have a sense of completeness and relief when Her chastity device is securely locked onto me. At the beginning there were moments of panic when I realized this had moved out of the realm of fantasy, that this was suddenly very real. I had to confront and accept my submissiveness and my need for a more powerful emotional relationship. But there was also an overwhelming feeling of, well, relief. It felt natural, like a body-part that could control those temptacious erections, could make me stop masturbating, make me engage in an external emotional life. At the time, I’d figured that I would wear it until I’d had enough, or until my Mistress didn’t want my submission anymore. That day has never come. Indeed, I think want it more — no, need it more — than I did in the beginning, and it's clear that Mistress has become much happier with the new me and is unlikely to stop or give me the key back. There are the brief unlocks, for travel or exercise or cleaning, but without exception it has never been anything less than relief to get back to normal, back to being locked, the way I’m supposed to be, the way I need to be. Which means, as far as I can tell, my chastity is permanent, or at least indefinite.