For several years now, the rule is I can’t cum w/o permission from Ma’am or Sir. Usually Ma’am will make me go a week or two w/o cumming. I think three weeks has always been my maximum. I never had a chastity device before: this was a rule enforced by my will, and thus not always easy to keep. A handful of times a year I will slip-up and make myself cum w/o permission.
One reason why I never used a chastity device is b/c I was always skeptical one would stay on. I have notorious “turtle balls” which often completely disappear into me. My packmate Hunter was convinced that one of his devices would fit me… and he was correct.
My wonderful Owner, Shdwkitten, agreed last month to allow Hunter and I to explore more of an Alpha/beta relationship, as Hunter, a switch, has been moving in an increasingly Topy direction lately. So we began at SELF (Southeast Leather Fest) with my former omega putting me into chastity – potentially until the next Atlanta Dominion (all male dungeon party) which was 34 days away. Prior to SELF, Kitten had already made me go two weeks w/o cumming, thus all-together adding up to potentially 48 days between orgasms – far exceeding my previous record.
First thing to know w/ a chastity device is that you have to build-up to it. It’s not like in the erotica you read where the Master or Mistress slaps a device on their boy and leaves it there for the next 4 weeks. Initially I could wear it for most of a day by frequently re-applying silicone lube to cut-down on pinching and chaffing, but I had to take it off every night to sleep. Gradually as I went, however, I had to apply lube less and less frequently (although I still usually put some on in the morning around the hinge) and have no difficulty sleeping w/ it on or wearing it 24 hours: taking it off only to clean it and me and then putting it right back on. I have a few exceptions, i.e. I’m allowed to take it off when I ride the motorcycle.
I wore the cage for a week after SELF until, at Day 21, Ma’am rewarded me for being an extra good boy by unlocking me and letting me cum. As happens when I’ve gone 21 days w/o an orgasm, I shot over my head, on the pillow, in my hair, and on my face, and had an amazing, mind-blowing, body-convulsing orgasm. Woof! Thank you, Ma’am!
Then I got locked-up again until Dominion: still a personal record-breaking 27 days away.
Hunter teased me w/ the advice that, while wearing a chastity cage, it’s best to avoid boners, porn, erotica, and such. Yeah… After having it on for a couple of weeks, I found myself increasingly, unavoidably having sex on the brain. I rarely ever remember my dreams, but I know I woke up a couple of times in the night from erotic dreams of some sort. I flirted w/ beautiful rubber pups online, and I got to mosh w/ some sexy puppies at the Woodshed.
As I grew more accustomed to the cage, I also grew to hate not having it on… similar to how I hate being w/o my collar: because the cock-cage not just a device that keeps you from getting off; it’s also a kind of collar around your balls. I started to feel like it was Hunter’s hand always around my cock, always quietly reminding me that he is my Dominant and I should submit to him. The cock-cage says: “This belongs to someone, not you. Beta dogs don't get to play with their bones. Their Alphas take their bones away from them, and the bone is Alpha's to play with. Betas only get the toys Alpha lets them have. This isn’t your toy.”
Also, I found I really liked it b/c it takes away the mental stress of having to control myself, and that’s probably also why associate the cage with a puppy thing even though Ma’am has been controlling my orgasms for years. With the cage, I feel controlled, I don't have to control myself, and can let go – just like I do when I pup-out.
So… even before our Dominion party, I got to see Hunter Friday night and Saturday morning (along w/ our fantastic packmate Gwynn). I think it was pretty clear how horny I was and how frisky I wanted to be w/ Hunter. I wanted him soooooo badly. Not just that I wanted him to take the cage off. I just felt very submissive to him and very aroused… I would have been just as happy for him to fuck me w/ my cage on as to take it off.
As it was, he did eventually let me get his bone in my mouth Friday night, skull fucked his beta, and came down my throat. Yum. *wags*
Dominion finally arrived Sunday afternoon. I was suited-up in my latex skin despite it being hot as hell. Hunter has to work the check-in desk for the first 2 hours, and then he can play. I really would have been happy just to have my gear on and be in pup-mode lying at his feet behind the desk, but he insisted I wander the dungeon… which I did and watched some scenes and got my omgea’s bone in my mouth for a little while. Finally, Hunter was off duty, and he put my hood and mitts on, leashed me, and took me for a walk around the dungeon - me happily trotting on all fours at his feet. He pulled out a squeaky toy and played some fetch w/ me. It was very fun even if the suit and the heat limited us to only a few minutes of fetch before I had to stop, drink water, and lay on the cool floor for a bit.
He then unlocked my cock-cage and chained me onto a spanking bench and opened-up my suit. I’m sure there were visible heat ripple coming off my back. He opened-up the suit enough to have access to my shoulders, back, and ass – and proceeded to spank my ass w/ his paddles. I think it was because I was already so hot from being in rubber, but I couldn’t process the pain well at all. I could tell he wasn’t hitting me hard, but it felt incredibly fucking stingy, and I was howling in pain. The spanking got cut a bit short since he could tell I was having trouble taking it. He also bit me and scratched me – and that was much more welcome sensation. Also, while he spanked me, he also kept teasing my hole w/ a finger or the tip of the paddle – a sensation that was driving me crazy! I was soooo hungry to be fucked. Hard! While I still had my latex dog hood on, Alpha inserted his bone into my mouth, and I eagerly sucked for all I was worth. I got Alpha hard, he lubed me up, and finally fucked his beta’s needy ass. I’m sure we were making a shit ton of noise howling and barking, and Hunter later said we attracted an audience in the dungeon, but at the moment I was just completely lost in sex. I do remember looking to my right at one point and catching us in the mirror on the wall: Hunter fucking his dog for all he was worth, and me barking and whining for more, more, more! He also kept biting me while he fucked me; which drives me further crazy and had me howling in pain/pleasure.
Finally, he let me cum. He cupped his hand under my penis to catch the load, but apparently Hunter forgot what it looks like when I cum after over 20 days of chastity because his cup did quickly runnith over. Woof!
I slumped onto the bench in complete exhaustion (and submission). Brain fried. Hunter got me down and took me to bench where he sat and I just melted at his feet into a loving, adoring puddle of submissive goo. Eventually, Hunter and my omega, Cuddles, helped me get into the shower and peeled my latex skin off. They helped me clean and dry my latex, re-hydrate, and get some food in me… before Hunter locked his cock-cage back around my bone… until Southeast Black and Blue, 27 days away.
Unless Kitten decides otherwise. Of course, the collar (and wedding band) still trumps the cock-cage. I am still 100% Shdwkitten’s property – and always happy to be so. She is the best Owner and life-partner I could ever ask for, and every day she makes my world better. (I have to spend a lot of time away from home this summer, and it SUCKS!) I’m just so very lucky that she allows me to explore these other relationships and dynamics and shares me w/ a trusted, select few. I Ruff you, Ma’am!
Hunter’s final order before we parted: “I want to read a blog post about how awesome I am.” LOL. And then one of us made a crack about him being a twue Alpha – simultaneously a jab at the leather community and a Teen Wolf reference. I will just echo what our wolf pup, Gwynn, said: Hunter is doing a very adequate job as Alpha. :P