Chastity Slave

So… in the past year I injured my right shoulder, rotator cuff left the chat… got that sorted and my left hip went nope and quit… got *that* sorted out and then my left shoulder decided to have a sulk as well. I couldn’t exercise properly and inevitably gained weight. Now, my maid dress is too small, nay I am too big for it… and not only that, I can’t move my shoulders properly now to reach the zipper anyway! Whatever is a good boy to do? Why, crack on and get the chores done anyway of course! And yes… yes I am still caged, hopefully this silly site hasn’t deleted my photo or my post again…

Well, here’s to ya, you magnificent bastards you! I’m still here 😂

Chastity Slave turned 6 today!

Felt cute lol, quick glimpse of the steel wire locking we’re trying out. These are 2mm gas meter wires and crimp barrel, with bicycle brake/gear crimp ferrules to stop the snipped wire ends snagging on my briefs and more importantly me.

And yes, that’s a bell that’s been threaded onto the wire so that My Queen can hear Her Property when we’re at home. I’ve misplaced my ID tag (Property of Lady Harley, and my SLRN number) so a new one is on the way.

This means I can now wire the cage shut with a steel security wire lock, trapping Her property for as long as She sees fit. And being a Mamba, it’s much easier to shower and do a quick clean whilst wearing it, unlike my trusty Holy Trainer V4 which smells something awful after wearing it for only ten minutes.

I’ll post photos next time of the cage setup next time I’m allowed to do a proper clean. And if you’re still around right now, I’m so glad you are. Thank you for reading, and stay safe x

We were cuddling and drifting off to sleep. Devotional cuddles are the best, me on my back, holding My Queen close as Her hand cups my balls, gently squeezing and fondling them to make my fill my chastity device with a cock that can’t get hard.

Last night, She decided to unlock me after sitting on my face, and I’d performed with my tongue as She likes me too. As soon as my device was removed, Her Property quickly became erect. She settled down in my arms, cupping my balls as per usual.

“Mine”, She purred.

“Yours, My Queen”, I replied with a gasp of pleasure. Her talented hand slowly moved to my shaft, and I struggled to keep still as my hips rocked with need.

Her hand moved oh so fucking slowly back and forth for what felt like an eternity, never enough to edge me but most definitely enough to cause me to beg for more. That begging was met with encouragement to beg even more.

“You’re so cute when you’re needy Bebyboi. But I need to keep you horny and interested in me, and so you’ll not be cumming tonight. You understand why, don’t you?” She eventually whispered into my ear. I couldn’t help but whimper as Her hand went back to cupping my balls.

“Yours My Queen” I moaned, fulfilling my training like the good submissive I am.

“Goodnight Bebyboi, mywuvsyoosomuch,” She purrs, settling down properly. This amazing woman is my fiancé. One day, She’ll be my wife.

I can’t fucking wait x

THIS IS MOST UNPLEASANT!!!

Last night I ended up in my straightjacket, my ankle cuffs held by their loop through the leg straps of the jacket so that I was wide open.

My Queen edged me mercilessly for two hours before locking me away in my HT3 again, kissing me gently on the forehead before snuggling up to me so that She could sleep.

I remained squirmy and horny all night, still bound inside my straitjacket but my god, the stiff shoulders I had this morning when She let me out of it were definitely worth it.