Starting my personal Chastity blog.

Thanks for the advice. Noted.

 

I learned yesterday evening that Sue's friend (Elaine) will be expecting me to visit her today. So, a sleepless night for me as I tried to imagine how things will go.

 

Sue has said that I should be smart and showered "just in case". Though "just in case" of what, exactly, Sue did not say.

 

So a careful shower this morning - keeping the flow of water away from my cage - and a thorough wiping with the wash-cloth.

 

I have met Elaine several times before (but always with Sue present), and she is a pleasant enough lady - but the circumstances today will be a bit different. Sue has given me the rules that I must follow (if I want the key to be returned):
I must, at all times, be polite to Elaine.
I must answer any questions that Elaine asks honestly and fully.
I must do anything that Elaine asks of me.

Sue will be speaking to Elaine later today, so she will know if I have attempted to cheat.

 

I am still hugely nervous - its the uncertainty.

 

Right. Time for me to get changed and then get moving. Will update the blog when there is something to report.

 

Well, chance now to calm down after yesterday's recovery of the key to my chastity cage from Wife Sue's friend Elaine. On reflection, I found the experience both better and worse than I had been fearing (Yes, I know that it is confusing!)

 

Driving to Elaine's house I was so frightened at the thought of the embarrassment and humiliation that I was about to be put through that I almost "chickened out", turned around, and headed home. After all, I have never before shared the fact that I am in a permanent chastity relationship with anyone else. Now, it seemed that I was going to have to reveal all if I wanted the return of the key.

 

It was a short drive - barely twenty minutes - but all the time that I drove I was both tortured by what Wife Sue was capable of doing, and at the same time strangely aroused by what was required of me.

 

Parking outside Elaine's house, I sat for a few minutes - both trying to "steel myself" for what I needed to do, and trying to calm myself enough to be able to do it. I very nearly pee'ed myself with the tension of what I was about to do. Talk about "Agony and Ecstasy"! Half of me terrified, and half of me so aroused that I could feel myself leaking into my cage. Looking-back now, I can admit that I was more sexually aroused by my situation than I had been for a very long time!

 

Telling myself that what was about to happen was "Just a dream", almost in a state of self-hypnosis, I left the car and walked to Elaine's front door. Not daring to think about what I was doing, my hand reached for the door-bell. The sound of movement inside, a hand on the door - Too late to retreat, the door opens. It is Elaine.
"Oh, hello! I was expecting you. Please come in".

The basic formalities over, I stepped inside. I had met Elaine several times before and Sue and I had had dinner with her and her husband on occasions. But she was Sue's friend and I did not know her well. I could feel my hands trembling slightly, and could only hope that Elaine had not noticed. Was she looking at my crotch, or was I imagining it.

"We can't stand here in the hallway, come through to the kitchen - Please excuse the mess! Would you like something to drink? A tea? Coffee perhaps? I was about to make one for myself."

Elaine busied herself with mugs and hot-water, while we exchanged mundane pleasantries about the weather, the garden. Elaine pointed to the filled mugs.
" Bring those .... Let's sit at the table".

We moved to the kitchen table, taking seats opposite each other.
" Now, what can I do for you? ..... Not that it isn't a pleasure to see you".

The sink-or-swim moment had arrived: Either I must make some flimsy excuse and leave, or I must complete what Wife Sue wanted me to do.

 

"Well, Elaine, I think that Sue has mailed you a letter with something included".
"Yes, Boris, She has. Very interesting reading."
"There should have been a key enclosed with the letter."
" Yes. There was a key on a gold chain".

 

"Please, Elaine, can I have the key back?"
"Well, that rather depends on you. Doesn't it? ..... Don't you have something to tell me? ...... What is the key for?"

 

"Please, Elaine, I wear a chastity cage for Sue and that is the key that locks and unlocks the cage".

 

By this stage I was red with embarrassment and struggling to find the right words. And yet, at the same time, I was immensely aroused. Desperate to reveal all, but at the same time to keep everything hidden.

 

"Really? You wear one all the time?"
"Yes, Elaine, permanently, all the time"
"How long have you been doing this for Sue?"
"Well, we have enjoyed chastity play for years, but it is just over four months since I accepted being permanently locked".

 

"When you say that you are permanently locked in chastity, this means that there is no sex then/"

 

"Yes. Elaine. No sex - in its traditional sense - whatsoever"
"But you are free to masturbate yourself, though?"
" No, not that either, Elaine"

 

"How do you cope with your erections though?"
"To be honest, Elaine, erections have become much less frequent now, and certainly never while I am caged and locked".
"What? Never? Not at all?"
" That's right, Elaine. While I am caged and locked, never."
" Let me see if I understand that correctly. When you are locked in your chastity cage you cannot manage to have an erection. And you are locked in your cage now are you?"
"Yes, Elaine".
"So, no matter what happens, you can't manage an erection?"
"Yes, Elaine, exactly that".
"Even if I stripped naked in front of you and was playing with myself?"
"No, Elaine, not even then".
"Wow! That's hard to imagine".

 

"Surely you have to cum sometimes, though, it's unhealthy for a man never to cum?"
"That's true, Elaine. About once every two weeks Sue will unlock me and allow me to produce a ruined orgasm for her. That's when I can rub myself to the very edge of orgasm but must stop touching myself just as I am on the point of ejaculating. Then my cum oozes-out, but I don't have a full orgasm - No cumshot allowed!.
Sue enjoys watching me do that. She likes seeing how much cum I produce. Sometimes she will have me collect the cum in a glass so that she can better judge the quantity."

"But isn't it frustrating for Sue - not having sex?"

"The agreement between Sue and I, Elaine - what Sue really wanted - was that I would give her oral sex whenever she wanted it. So, two or three times each week (sometimes more often than that) I must perform orally and continue until she has reached the climax that she wants.

I really don't object to that, Elaine. To be honest, I have always preferred giving oral to having traditional sex. All the extra senses of taste and smell. Not often, but sometimes, I get so aroused while giving oral that, even though I cannot have an erection, I get soaking wet and produce the ruined orgasm that I told you about. Sue allows that provided that I continue giving her oral until she has had her orgasm."

 

Our coffees finished, Elaine rose from her chair.
"Right. I suppose I had better go and see if I can find that key. I hope that I haven't lost it".
With a wicked smile Elaine went from the kitchen.
I remained seated at the kitchen table, hoping that I had done everything that would be required of me, and that I could soon leave with the key.
I was humiliated and shamed by all the details that I had given to Elaine, but at the same time greatly aroused. Unable to become erect, my restrained cock pushed against its cage, I could feel liquid seeping from my little dick and a small damp patch was forming on the outside of my trousers. I could only hope that I would be able to stand-up and leave without Elaine noticing.

 

Turning to the doorway as I heard someone approaching, I saw Elaine as she came through.
To say that I was surprised would be an understatement! Elaine was carrying a brown envelop, but more surprisingly (certainly for me) was that she had removed her top and bra, allowing her breasts to hang free.