First, I have to say that my wife always unlocks me for situations that would involve other people -- metal detectors at concerts, traveling by air, etc. She doesn't always unlock me for routine medical appointments, but fortunately she did for my last annual exam, because it was the first time I've had a DRE. Even then, as I told my wife, I only turned around, bent forward, and dropped my pants just enough for the PA to put her finger in for a few seconds before I pulled the pants back up. Had I been wearing my chastity cage it would certainly have gone undetected. Of course, the funny thing is, I fantasize about wearing it and it being seen in that case. The PA I regularly see is drop-dead gorgeous and very nice, and I wouldn't mind having a conversation about my small penis and how that's the reason my wife keeps it locked. I've already had conversations with her about my (lack of) sexual performance, and I enjoy recalling those memories. Anyway, that last bit is just fantasy. I would never do that on purpose, and my wife wouldn't intentionally put me in such a situation anyway. And then this happened yesterday... I was referred to a specialist for a consultation. I confirmed when I made the appointment, and subsequently before I arrived and again when I arrived, that this was supposed to be just a consultation, not an exam. And, as a result, my wife didn't think to unlock me yesterday morning so I went to the appointment locked but not really concerned about it at all. Midway through the appointment the doctor said he was going to examine me. I said, "oh, okay, I wasn't expecting that, but..." and then I started to turn away and slightly lower my pants. He then said he was going to check the front too, for hernia. Oh, shit! I said, "Oh, um, alright, but I have to warn you that I'm wearing something down there." He said that was fine, but as I dropped my pants he looked at it and asked what it was. I said it was a chastity device, and he said he had never seen one before. He was actually very cool about it, keeping a relatively clinical demeanor but also smiling and laughing with me when I apologized and said I didn't mean to put him in that position. We moved on from there. Later, when he said that a nurse was going to examine me further he paused and said that it would be okay because I wouldn't have to lower my pants and she wouldn't see it. My wife later laughed with me and apologized for not unlocking me, saying that she would for any follow-ups. I told her quite honestly that it wasn't a bad experience at all. I was actually somewhat relieved to have a doctor see the device and not react negatively to it or tell me that I shouldn't wear it. In fact, I told her that I was mostly relieved that before the exam I had recently cum in my cage and in my pants, because this DRE was so thoroughly stimulating my prostate that not having cum in a few weeks would have certainly led to something more embarrassing happening.
Well and good for you that you’re not trying to unwittingly expose others to your lifestyle… that aside most of the time metal detectors at concerts or in the airport or boarding cruise ships, don’t pick up on the cage - even when I wore a jailbird it never picked up… body scanner can/will but we don’t view that as exposing someone, but common sense does and should prevail in any situation. I routinely go to the doc with it on, but ONLY if I know we won’t be doing a full exam etc. which is generally only the once a year physical, and in that case, it’s removed. There are kink friendly doctors out there as well and frankly most of them probably don’t care so long as things are safe etc. I also share in the fantasy of someone “discovering” it, or being put in the situation where you have to drop your pants and voila… there it is. Like you, that’s purely fantasy and would never let that happen. Fun to dream!
I resonate with both your views on fantasy vs. reality, and in real life not wanting to be exposed for various reasons, including just not needing to inject a distraction into an important professional situation, and not forcing one's kink on usually vanilla people. That said, my story is similar, and a highlight of my submissive sexual life. I went to my regular doc, expecting to keep my clothes on. Bang, he instructed me to undress and he left the room. There I was with my HT, stuck, naked on the edge of the exam table. He came back in, there was a double-take, and clearly he wanted to know what the fuck, I explained and apologized. He said that I could have asked for a pair of paper shorts. How was I supposed to know that would be okay? As a kinky, submissive man, it was deliciously humiliating and mortifying. I am so lucky I got to experience it. But it should not have happened. Peace!
I went out of my way to find a kink aware doctor. When I was interviewing her I explained that I was kinky and that I wear a cage. She has no problem with either and when a specialist is needed she helps me find people who will not have an issue with either. I agree that one should not impose one’s kinks on unsuspecting members of the public, but professionals should be professional about it. I regularly travel by air, both domestic and international with my cage on. It’s gone unnoticed most of the time and the couple of times I was flagged the TSA person patted me down. Felt the cage and made no comment or reaction. The French authorities were the most thorough, but even they didn’t make me remove any clothing. All in all, I think people are more concerned with doing their jobs than they are in making a fuss about something that doesn’t impact it.
I have a story from a person in a private chat that "is the exception that proves the rule". But it's veering away from this thread and it's his story to tell, not mine. But hoo, boy!
About ten years ago, I changed doctors across the board, finding doctors more familiar with my lifestyle scheduling an appointment for her to meet Mistress and I to talk about the different aspects of the lifestyle and chastity. Why I did it, got sick Mistress took me to the hospital and because I am hairless with lifestyle tattoos a branding wearing a chain collar padlock. Had whip knife marks bruising they saw once I took my shirt off and caged piercings. They removed Mistress from my room and called social services. Ended up there an extra day to sort it out. This has worked now for the both of us, Mistress moving her personal care to this doctor and his staff. We have never had a problem with any of the staff even seeing others from play parties munches in the waiting room.
Went to the orthopedic surgeon yesterday while caged to have my knee looked at. Had to have multiple x-rays done. Stayed clothed the whole time but was straining against my cage the whole time.
My old doctor used to give me the finger prostate check and examine my testicles for signs of cancer. This was pre-chastity. But he moved about 5 years ago. My new doctor uses psa blood tests to monitor the prostate and, probably because of my age, doesn't worry about testicular cancer, so i never have to drop my pants during my annual physical. But I always worry just a little. This thread has helped me with what I would say if it ever comes up by surprise.
I’m in the doctors office right now having just had an anal swab as part of my regular STI screening. I was, of course, caged and she made no comment. She didn’t even bother with a gown. Just had me drop my pants. She knows about the cage and has seen it before.
A couple of years ago my husband was trimming a tree and feel off the ladder, "thankfully he was fine" but in the moment there was a lot of concern and specifically that he may have cracked his hip. We ran up to Urgent care "neither of us even thinking about the cage at the time". We were able to walk right in and they took him back to a room while I stayed at the counter to fill out the forms. While I was working on that the Dr came out and said she needed me to come back to the room for a moment. I of course thought the worst... No she was checking him and discovered the cage and was concerned if he landed on it that it could have hurt him and he told her I had the key. She was very professional, but my husband is still embarrassed about it to this day.
This is a great story. Both the professionalism of the doctor and the humiliation for your husband. (Assuming that is part of your dynamic. I know at least a few guys who would love to have that experience.)