Unbetitelt

From the moment I put on a chastity device, I feel secure, I have something touching my intimate parts and reminding me of the Man who owns me. It is a reminder of the fact that I have given up myself to the service and the pleasure of my Master, and that His pleasure is the only one that matters in our relationship. He comes first.

When I wear my chastity device, it is as if I was carrying my Master’s firm grip in my pants every moment of every day: when I am alone, when I sleep and when I socialise with my friends. People stand beside me, never realising that my Master holds me tight down in my intimate boy parts. It humiliates me every moment of the day, making me feel submitted to His will, literally owned. It is a remineder that He is the Man and that I am the submissive boy reduced to a hole for Him to fill and to take care of.