Since I bought my first Chastity cage and wore it for a few days. The excitement increases a lot when I feel the steel bars on my skin and that pressure makes me hallucinate with pleasure and frustration. Since I was very little I fantasized about being in Chastity and I denied it for days. But these imaginary fantasies are respectful. I came to imagine situations of slavery for hours while working or studying to the point of not being able to concentrate on anything. It was always the same fantasy to imagine myself naked in Chastity for several days on my knees worshiping the feet of a beautiful Goddess. While she denied me an orgasm, she made me hallucinate and have erections. Lately I try to control those thoughts, I try to avoid porn and in Chastity it is very difficult to control those thoughts. Denial makes me want to seek quick relief and I have had wet dreams where that same fantasy is present, I wake up with leaky erections and I usually take a full bath with warm water. What do you think of imaginary fantasies? comment without fear.
I think dreaming of impossible fantasies is a normal part of sexuality, and that doesn't change just because we are folk that indulge in chastity play. I know I have dreamed about the dynamics of my keyholder holding the keys for other subs, and possibly extending this to me playing with another locked boy. I am also terrified and drawn to the idea of permanent chastity. Now I don't think either of these are particularly realistic, but they are hot to think about.
I can comment but alas not without fear, for @Mr_anonymous may be rigorous with me or @JaySaysYes to jest at my expense will come. Nevertheless welcome to the Mansion, you have contributed to its richness already as we are largely old men with little to say, but many words to speak it.
Numer 7 of 9: My Secret Fantasy VII: My Femdom roommate and I go out to a club one night. Under my street clothes I am as usual locked in a chastity cage wearing crotchless sissy panties. After a while we are joined by some of her female friends. One very attractive friend in particular seems attracted to me. She sits next to me and has her hands on my leg and rubs just inside my knee and just slightly up my inner thigh. By the end of the night I am very turned on by her and much to my surprise my Femdom roommate say, “You two seem to be hitting it off why don’t you go home with her tonight?” She reaches in her purse and pulls out the key to my chastity cage but instead of giving it to me she hands it to the girlfriend I am going home with. Still we seem to have a chemistry. Some chemistry. I am about to spend the whole weekend with a gorgeous dominatrix. Oh and much, much to my surprise this gorgeous dominatrix is also a shemale with a big cock. Nice tits and ass though. I have no idea what I am in for, do you? Curious what you think. What are the chances I’ll get out of this chastity cage? Does sucking a shemale dick count as being bi? Will I walk funny in the morning? For that matter will I even be able to walk? Where are my clothes? She took all my clothes. All I have on is this chastity cage that I am locked in and these crotchless panties. Frrk Gold Chastity Cage Metal Golden Male Bondage Belt Devices Steel Cock Ring Curve Penis Sleeve Bdsm Lockable Sex Toys For Men - Penis Rings - AliExpress https://www.aliexpress.com/item/325...d16555767094375172eb24c!12000025403657923!sea I can hear her. She’s on the phone with my Roommate. What’s that I hear? I’m spending the whole weekend? No? I’m spending the whole week! Am I into BDSM? What the hell is my roommate telling her? Gangbang? Did I hear right. Did she just ask my roommate about a gangbang? And glory holes? I love glory holes. Since when? Can my roommate drop off some different cages, crotchless panties, slutty clothes and high heels. The kinkier the better. The last thing she says is, “I’ve got to go now. I need to call my friends and let them know. Won’t they be envious? Do you mind if I loan him out to some of my tranny friends?”
Really complicated. See, this is the problem with chastity: in the old days of being able to ejaculate a fantasy would be something like: “my cute coworker has high heeled boots on and…” [orgasm]. Now we get these long, convoluted “years pass… the domme’s amputee mother has retired on the proceeds of her patent on a graphene chastity implant and her Female Supremacist commune is flourishing… but then a squad of elite Mossad lesbians kidnap me, intending to harvest my organs….”