I knew that the text was coming, I had told her that I had a doctor's appointment that morning, and I was not to the point yet where I wanted to have my doctor see me locked up in a cage. I feel like he is a friend - I am only a day older than he is, we both went to the same university, and we had also both gone through a divorce. So every time that I went in to see him we would inevitably start talking about personal things. I really didn't want to have to start out by explaining why I had my penis locked in a plastic cage this time. Luckily for me, it was her first time of doing this, so it was all new to her and she probably didn't realize she had the option to make me go in there locked. I had just got out of the shower, and checked my phone, and she had sent the text: "Hope your Dr Appt goes well. Don't forget to cage up my cock and soon as the Dr is done fondling you!" The next message read: "I know you own a pair of sexy panties, too. I want you to wear them to work today. Send me a picture when you are done"
Now I have seen countless captioned chastity photos on the internet with almost that exact same message, and I have probably fantasized about that scenario almost as many times. Nothing prepared me for the feeling I had when I read that message and it was directed at me. Just take a lot of excitement, add in some dread, a little shock, and a good dose of horny anticipation, and that maybe will get you to what I felt at that moment. She had hidden the keys to my cage somewhere in my house, and this would be the first time that I would be locking it on without knowing where the keys were.
I was pretty excited to do this, so as soon as I got home from the doctor's office, I wasted no time and started getting ready for her. I got the cage on, and paused just for a moment so I could enjoy the sensation of closing the lock shut. With a quick squeeze, it clicked shut, and I was now under her control. I was elated and immediately felt 20 years younger. I put on the panties, and felt that rush of naughtiness and humiliation come over me as I put my jeans on over them. I thankfully remembered before leaving that I had to send a photo, so I made sure I got my angles right and sent her proof that I had followed her instructions. With that, I packed my lunch and headed off to work.
I really couldn't keep my mind off her that entire day. I took about four trips to the bathroom that day to read chastity and Femdom related books on my phone. She is a teacher, so unfortunately I didn't hear much from her throughout the day. She did check in at lunch to ask how her cock was. We usually talked during my ride home from work, and she just asked how things were going.
It was not my first time wearing a cage to work. It is always a weird feeling, as I am *sure* that everyone is staring at my crotch wondering what I have on underneath it. (Even though the cage I was wearing has a pretty low profile) The particular cage that I was wearing fits me in such a way that I can use the urinals, so I also stood to pee for those few days that I was locked up.
So a few weeks prior, I had gotten upset at the fact that I had not seen her all summer. Being a teacher, she gets several weeks off in the summer, and she spends almost her whole summer travelling. I didn't have a problem with that, but she didn't really make a lot of time for us in between her trips. I let her know one evening about how unhappy I was and she apologized for being gone so much. I told her that if she really wanted to make it up to me, I had some "tasks" for her to do.
So I took the opportunity to get her to lock me up for the first time. I wrote up an email with instructions to lock me up, and to come up for a visit at the end of the week to be my KH. She is pretty inexperienced with kinky things, but she is also adventurous, so she agreed to play along with it. In the email, I gave her several options of things that she could do or have me do for her.
So as the week went on, she had me watch porn as an assignment, kept tabs on her cock, and had me research Yoni massages so I could give her one that weekend. I cannot tell you how incredibly alive I felt that whole week. It was amazing. I felt motivated, happy, energetic... (And horny, of course)
The weekend finally came around, and it was everything that I had hoped it would be. I had to cook her dinner wearing nothing but my cage, panties, and an apron. She took me out underwear shopping for her (later I told her I thought she was going to buy stuff for me). She had me do a little fashion show for her with her new purchases. Then later, I gave her a bubble bath, a full body massage (including some rimming), and finishing it up with a lot of orgasms for her.
She did give me a massage also, and I ended up having an orgasm that night as well.
The next day I asked her if she enjoyed it, and she said Yes. One thing that I distinctly remember her saying is that she really enjoyed being able to bask in the afterglow of an orgasm without the pressure of then making sure that someone else (me) got theirs. That really stuck with me, and it is something that I think about often, and try to take into consideration when we are making love.
We have since had a few other occasions where she has locked me up, but practicalities have gotten in the way a lot, so we have not done it as much as I would have liked. However, things are changing soon (she is moving in), and I am hoping to do it more often. I am really wanting to blog my journey with this, and hope to remember to put entries in here with updates.
Now I have seen countless captioned chastity photos on the internet with almost that exact same message, and I have probably fantasized about that scenario almost as many times. Nothing prepared me for the feeling I had when I read that message and it was directed at me. Just take a lot of excitement, add in some dread, a little shock, and a good dose of horny anticipation, and that maybe will get you to what I felt at that moment. She had hidden the keys to my cage somewhere in my house, and this would be the first time that I would be locking it on without knowing where the keys were.
I was pretty excited to do this, so as soon as I got home from the doctor's office, I wasted no time and started getting ready for her. I got the cage on, and paused just for a moment so I could enjoy the sensation of closing the lock shut. With a quick squeeze, it clicked shut, and I was now under her control. I was elated and immediately felt 20 years younger. I put on the panties, and felt that rush of naughtiness and humiliation come over me as I put my jeans on over them. I thankfully remembered before leaving that I had to send a photo, so I made sure I got my angles right and sent her proof that I had followed her instructions. With that, I packed my lunch and headed off to work.
I really couldn't keep my mind off her that entire day. I took about four trips to the bathroom that day to read chastity and Femdom related books on my phone. She is a teacher, so unfortunately I didn't hear much from her throughout the day. She did check in at lunch to ask how her cock was. We usually talked during my ride home from work, and she just asked how things were going.
It was not my first time wearing a cage to work. It is always a weird feeling, as I am *sure* that everyone is staring at my crotch wondering what I have on underneath it. (Even though the cage I was wearing has a pretty low profile) The particular cage that I was wearing fits me in such a way that I can use the urinals, so I also stood to pee for those few days that I was locked up.
So a few weeks prior, I had gotten upset at the fact that I had not seen her all summer. Being a teacher, she gets several weeks off in the summer, and she spends almost her whole summer travelling. I didn't have a problem with that, but she didn't really make a lot of time for us in between her trips. I let her know one evening about how unhappy I was and she apologized for being gone so much. I told her that if she really wanted to make it up to me, I had some "tasks" for her to do.
So I took the opportunity to get her to lock me up for the first time. I wrote up an email with instructions to lock me up, and to come up for a visit at the end of the week to be my KH. She is pretty inexperienced with kinky things, but she is also adventurous, so she agreed to play along with it. In the email, I gave her several options of things that she could do or have me do for her.
So as the week went on, she had me watch porn as an assignment, kept tabs on her cock, and had me research Yoni massages so I could give her one that weekend. I cannot tell you how incredibly alive I felt that whole week. It was amazing. I felt motivated, happy, energetic... (And horny, of course)
The weekend finally came around, and it was everything that I had hoped it would be. I had to cook her dinner wearing nothing but my cage, panties, and an apron. She took me out underwear shopping for her (later I told her I thought she was going to buy stuff for me). She had me do a little fashion show for her with her new purchases. Then later, I gave her a bubble bath, a full body massage (including some rimming), and finishing it up with a lot of orgasms for her.
She did give me a massage also, and I ended up having an orgasm that night as well.
The next day I asked her if she enjoyed it, and she said Yes. One thing that I distinctly remember her saying is that she really enjoyed being able to bask in the afterglow of an orgasm without the pressure of then making sure that someone else (me) got theirs. That really stuck with me, and it is something that I think about often, and try to take into consideration when we are making love.
We have since had a few other occasions where she has locked me up, but practicalities have gotten in the way a lot, so we have not done it as much as I would have liked. However, things are changing soon (she is moving in), and I am hoping to do it more often. I am really wanting to blog my journey with this, and hope to remember to put entries in here with updates.
