Angry boys (and chastity)
I can always tell Iâve got a fish on the line when I get angry messages. When chastity play strikes a nerve with a boy it often means deep down heâs feeling threatened. Why would a girl locking up other guys threaten a boy who lives thousands of miles away and who is protected by the anonymity of the internet? What could I possible to do him? The answer should be obvious by now. Heâs threatened because deep down he can feel the tug of temptation and he knows heâs vulnerable to it.
Here is a real conversation I had with such a boy. Itâs representative of conversations just like it that I have on a weekly basis. (Emphasis and bleeping added my me.)
Him: What the hell is this? Are you sh***ing me? This canât be real. If it is youâre freaking psycho and the dudes you put those chasity [sic] cages on are f****ing idiots. This is messed up.
Me: Hello! How are you today? Thanks for your message and your feedback. I wasnât quite clear on what aspect of my blog your feedback addresses. Could you clarify?
Him: Iâm fine, thanks. I was talking about you locking chastity cages on dudes d*cks. That should have been obvious! I donât mean to be rude but what the hell? You actually lock up dudes d*cks. Why? Do you hate men? Or are these dudes just so stupid that they let you do it? Is it some kind of freakish masochistic sex practice?
It always makes me giggle when people flip 180 when they somehow reconcile that chastity play is a sexual kink. âThis is terrible!! This should be banned! Oh! Itâs a sex thing? Ohhhh! I see. Well, to each their own! Carry on!â
Me: I see youâre referring to chastity play. Yes, itâs not exactly a mainstream practice but youâd be surprised how many people are into it. Millions. What bothers you about it? Itâs not your penis being locked up. Why not let them do what they want to do?
Him: Youâre dam right itâs not my d*ck! I would never let someone do that to me. It bothers me because itâs messed up. I mean what did these guys do to you to deserve this? I think youâre taking advantage of them. Unless they are whack and the actually want this, like, unless its a fetish or something. I donât have a problem with what people do in the bedroom. But if you are locking them up and not letting them out then thatâs on you.
Me: I can see youâve been reading more of my posts. I can assure you that the men I keep locked do indeed want this. It feels good. It makes them feel good, really good. Better than any sex act you can imagine. They are addicted to it and canât stop.
Me: And, yes, they often beg to be let out and I almost always say no.
Him: What the actual HELL? Thatâs what Iâm talking about. If they want out and you donât let them then thatâs dark. Thatâs beyond cruel. Men have needs and preventing a man from getting his nut is wrong and downright evil. It might even be illegal. Youâre lucky nobody reported you yet. You can go to jail for this.
Me: Would you believe that I actually have two police officers, an ATF agent and someone who works for the âState Departmentâ among my locked up collection of boys?
Him: Seriously? No. I donât believe you.
Me: If you look around my blog you might even find their pictures.
Him: I was just seeing if you would respond or if you were in jail by now.
Me: No jail here. In fact Iâm actually making a honey and banana sandwich in my kitchen at the moment.
Him: Are you still doing that fraky [sic] s**t?
Me: If youâre talking about locking up men and warping their brains then yes. In fact I need to send out three locks today for three new guys. Three more guys are out there somewhere shivering in fear and excitement, checking the mail every day to see if a package from me has arrived. Jealous?
Me: Hmmm. Iâm not so sure. You sure seem interested.
Him: Iâm indignant, not interested.
Me: Okay. Well definitely donât read my blog posts from this week. Itâs just going to make you even madder.
Him: Thanks for the tip. I wont! [sic]
Him: Hey again. I still donât get it.
Me: Oh, hello there! How are you today?
Me: Isnât it a gorgeous day? I donât know what itâs like where you are but here the flowers are blooming and the air is cool but the sun is bright and warm. I just want to run in the fields and flop down on my back in the tall grass and just soak it all in.
Him: I still donât understand why you do what you do to men? Do you hate men?
Me: Absolutely not! I love men. I love them dearly and I deeply enjoy tormenting and manipulating them. You know, just for fun.
Me: No, the messed up thing is that they love it more than I do. How old are you, if I may ask?
Me: Have you been reading more of my site?
Him: Yeah and you were right. It made me even madder.
Me: How does it make you feel when you read about how many boys I have locked up? Does it give you little tingly butterflies in your stomach?
Me: What happens to you when I tell you how much I enjoy toying with a guy? How easy it is for me to get him locked up and how much power that gives me over him?
Me: What about when I tell you that I know exactly whatâs going on in your head? How do you feel when I tell you I know youâre thinking about letting me lock you up? How do you feel when I tell you I can see you imagining it right now?
Me: Are we getting a little crowded down in the pants area? It is getting a bit hard to pretend youâre not hanging on every word I say? Maybe you should just take them off.
Him: Seriously Shut up!!!
Me: Which cage do you see yourself in? Plastic? Steel?Â
Him: Youâre a messed up crazy b***h. Iâm out.
Me: Oh, hello again! How are you? Been struggling to stay away from me?
Me: How about a lot? Youâve been trying to push me out of your mind with all your might havenât you?
Me: But you donât want to resist anymore, do you?
Me: Doesnât it feel good that I understand you? That youâre not alone? Iâm in your head with you. I know what youâre thinking and I donât judge you.
Me: Are you touching yourself thinking about being locked up by me?
Me: Do I detect some one-handed typing?
Him: No! Get out of my head!
Me: As you wish but itâs going to be lonely in there. Baby, I care about you but Iâm going to block you for 48 hours to help you learn your place. Donât contact me again until youâre ready to play by my rules.
Him: Oh, Iâm not blocked!
Him: Hello! Please donât block me again. I will behave.
Me: Iâm very glad that youâre learning and growing. It makes me sad to block people. I wonât do it unless I have to. How do you feel?
Him: Much better now that I can talk to you again.
[Lots of chat about school, work, life, exâs, etc.]
Me: Have you been thinking more about letting me lock you up? Are you ready to start looking for cages?
Him: OMG yes! I mean yes Iâve been thinking about it. I canât stop thinking about it. I have been looking at devices. They are all so expensive! I canât afford any of them.
Me: That makes me so happy to hear! Iâm so proud of you! I have dozens of used cages. Would you like to borrow one? If you like it you can pay me back later. If not then you can just send it back.
Me: Well Iâm going to bed soonâŚ
Him: Iâll pass. Thanks.
Him: YES! Are you still up? Yes, I want to borrow one of your devices! Please.
Me: Splendid! What size is your d*ck? And tell the truth, please.
Him: Crap! I canât believe this is happening. 7 inches.
Me: I told you not to lie! If we get the fit wrong youâll just end up having a bad or painful experience. Look, I donât care about size. A penis is a penis is a penis. I care about the person thatâs attached to it. Itâs not like youâre going to have sex with me. Tell me the truth or weâre done. Hard and soft measurements, please.
Him: 6 and little bit when hard. 4 and a half soft.
Me: That wasnât so hard (ha!), was it?
[Lots of back and forth about devices and shipping addresses.]
Him: It came! Iâve been on pins and needles waiting for it! It only took about five minutes before it got it on. It feels really nice. Cool and heavy and nice.
Me: Yippee! Iâm so happy and excited for you! Donât put that lock on yet. Only use the numbered plastic locks for now like we talked about. Just for the next few days until weâre sure about the fit.
Him: Yeah. Okay. I wish I could use the real lock.
Me: Ha ha! Patience! You are embarking on a wonderful journey. Itâs not going to be easy and it will eventually end with you permanently locked and an end to your ejaculations as you know them. But the journey and the immense amount of pleasure youâll feel will be well worth it.
Me: Are you even paying attention or are you blissing out on chastity dopamine.
Me: **Thank you, maâam.
Me: Letâs go with maâam from now on whenever you talk to any women. K?
Yet another illustration that the most vocal opponents of something are often the most susceptible to the temptation.
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