The gift of Chastity- the set up
We had skirted around the idea of male chastity a little bit. She knew my past, that I locked myself up as a way to deal with my cheating unloving ex-wife. But she never pushed it, not knowing if my previous life would make me abhorr that thought of it again or not. Male chastity is starting to make it to mainstream and we saw it on an episode of Californication. Within a few brief conversations she found I was agreeable to more chastity games. A short time later when I asked her what she wanted for christmas she said she wanted me in the cage. A week before Christmas I asked her again, Did she want the device in a package, or my package in the device? Her answer was B. In the car on the way to her house late Christmas Eve, I gladly inserted my balls in the metal ring, pushed my hardening cock through, and clicked the lock shut before driving over. In the gift wrapped box were two keys on a ring, one large decorative for the tree, one diminuitive for the lock around my cock. It didn’t come off until New Years Eve… to be continued.
The gift of Chastity-xmas eve to new years eve
For the next 7 days my goal was licking her to two orgasms per day so that she would quickly love the results of the cage around my dick and the key around her neck. Her goal was to keep my dick locked until New Years Eve at the stroke of midnight! Well that wasn’t her only goal, the other was to stroke my caged dick, nipples, and prostate everyday until there was almost a river of precum oozing and dripping from my tortured dick every hour of my days. While I was at work she would send me pics of her new cleavage (yes brand new B cups)! And a warning to any guy who thinks they might want to try chastity- when you have cum pumping out of your dick all day long, when each squeeze of your pelvic musles results in a surprise mini ejaculation, you quickly get a-dick-ted to the constant sexual ache in your stomach. Watching tv together she would stick her hot tongue in my ear and lick my neck until again my dick bulged through my cage and pulled my balls uncomfortably hard against the rings of steel surrounding my cock. Only once before had I been caged as long as 7 days and back then I don’t remember my balls being painfully on both sides of both balls due to my hard dick trying to pull blue balls through the cage, a testiment to how often she stroked me to a raging hard on; which was always preceeded or followed by me going down on her again, and again, and again. Oh to feel her mouth sliding down on my cock again is the worst kind of missing something in your life! Of course goals are always meant to be a stretch and since we don’t live together I fell short of licking her to two orgasms per day, but the total count did cum to over 10 orgasms in 7 days under my expert tongue and fingers. That is probably close to 10% of my waking hours that week were spent licking and sucking on her pussy… to be continued.