Time flies

I haven’t written much in a while. I’ve kind of been off socials for a bit as well. I was in somewhat of a funk for a while, but honestly it was just life happening. We’ve been just incredibly busy and dealing with many of the curve balls life can throw at you. I’ve just

Blah, blah, blah

I haven’t written much, mainly because I don’t have much to write about. I’ve just been feeling blah lately. I don’t feel sad, or depressed at all. I fact, I’m pretty happy overall. I have been extremely busy work wise, which may explain a lot of it, but otherwise I just seem to be in

Purgatory

7 days. 7 fucking days unlocked. 7 days of feeling wrong. 7 days of, if not quite being in hell, then being hell-adjacent. As you may recall, I was wounded by the Kink3D designs cage. I’m not blaming their product. I’m blaming myself, completely. Ever since I had to unlock, I’ve watched the wound like

Don’t be Like Me

I’m currently unlocked. I have no one to blame but myself. My intense need to stay locked has forced me to be unlocked. The irony is not lost on me. You’d think I’d know better by now. I used to travel a lot for business, but as with most things, that pretty much stopped for

Feels Like the First Time

I’ve been essentially permanently locked for over 1500 days (yes, that’s a little over 4 years if you’re not inclined to do math). And yet, it’s as thrilling today as the first time a cage was placed on my cock some 25 years ago. You would think that by now it would be old hat,

The Most Wonderful Time of The Year

Cooler weather, leaf peeping. Pumpkin spice everything, and men locking their dicks for 31 days. Yes, it’s Locktober again. I was curious how this started. I couldn’t find any definitive information. It’s unclear to say the least, but I did find several sources that were relatively consistent. Cut to the chaste (great name) summed it

Conundrums

The two weeks I spent locked down tight in the Schandemask has got me a little bewildered. Let me explain. I’m still sorting out the feelings I’m having, so I apologize if I ramble. Those two weeks of (relative) suffering brought me back to an earlier time in my chastity adventure. Back to before werks.

Disciplinary Action

I never intended to be locked in a Steelwerks Schandemask. I knew about them. I know a few people who own one, but the idea of me having one was not on my radar, not even remotely. I purposely don’t use the word own, because while I might have bought them, my cages, like my

4 Years and Counting

Last week marked 4 years of being “permanently” locked. Time really does fly. My chastity adventure started (gulp) 30 years ago. I was locked on occasion and I locked several boys. I played on and off with it for a long time, until my former Sir wanted me locked and I asked Trip, to which

Tubular, Dude

I’ve got a new cage from Steelwerks. I saw it and loved it and had to have it. Funny how that works with chastity devices. I’ve got a decent collection now. I think I’ve had well over 20 devices over the years. I’ve settled into just a few, but every now and then something catches