Sub from italy

Fair question.

Everyone can love chastity for different reasons, of course, just like any other kink. Here’s why I do :Chastity takes away a boy’s ability to use his dick. He can’t jerk off, he can’t penetrate anything, he can’t stimulate it, he can’t get hard. To me (and to a lot of people) the dick is the ultimate symbol of masculinity. So when a boy doesn’t have access to it the feel of masculinity alters. He’s no longer in control of his dick, it is now controlled by the keyholder. The boy doesn’t get pleasure from it, the boy can’t get hard, depending on the device, the boy might not even be able to see it. It’s emasculating. Not being able to cum makes the boy very horny. You’d be surprised what males are ready/want to do after not being able to cum for a few days/weeks. That makes him look for pleasure in other places. He wants to be touched anywhere, he wants to touch. In gay boys’ cases they think about dick non stop. They start playing with their ass to get some release so their hole becomes their sex organ. And because their hole is being stimulated and they get pleasure from it, it’s not just a hole anymore. It’s a cunt. They may not want to call it that, but that’s what it is in their head. So we now got a boy who’s hungry all the time, he trembles from the slightest touch and gets lots of pleasure from his new sex organ. Chastity improves sex for the boy. Not only is he more sensitive, but without being able to cum he will always enjoy sex. If you bottom, you know that if you cum - it’s game over. Your top has to stop because you don’t enjoy being fucked anymore. That problem goes away with chastity. Boy is always ready and eager. That, of course, makes sex better for me. Not to mention the hands free orgasm the boy can achieve after enough time in chastity. Once a boy cums without stimulating his clit, he’s changed forever. Chastity also never lets a boy forget who he is. You may be a bottom, you may be a sub. But you don’t think about that part of you when you’re at work or visiting you family or going to parties with your friends. The chastity device is always there, you can always feel it. Horny or not, sad or happy, alone or surrounded by people. You can always feel it, it’s a constant reminder that your manhood was taken away. It keeps you in your place, it never lets you forget that you get pleasure from getting fucked. Every time you need to use the bathroom you are faced with the reality of who you are : male but not a man. That changes a boy. His behavior becomes that of a sub even outside of the bedroom. Chastity builds up a lot of frustration and tension. That’s why it’s also a great way to motivate the boy go to the gym or be more productive in general. I’ve had a boy with a barely average body transform into a beast after just 1 year of chastity. I’m no longer his keyholder, but he still keeps the cage. He doesn’t want it off, because it motivates him so much.

So my wonderfully brilliant Sir came up with this idea not too long ago. He creates number tables that determine how long I will be locked up. I scratch off one number in each column to the left to see how long I’m locked, and how long I’ll be unlocked for on the right. In this instance I just so happened to get 13 for both times. There’s also a little “game” so to speak that I have to complete before I’m allowed to unlock for the determined number of days. So I have to achieve ten ruined orgasms before I’m allowed to unlock for the 13 days.

When a guy begs you to lock his cock so you do and you decide to tease him mercilessly. He begs you to unlock him so you do and you edge him multiple times as precum drips. He begs you to allow him to cum and you say no, locking him back up in chastity.. and he just looks at you, almost regretting that he begged to be locked, knowing how helpless he is.. knowing how much you’re going to fuck with his mind by teasing him and controlling his orgasms.

I had already been locked up for a few weeks - three to be exact - when it happened. I fucked something up. I forgot a directive Master Bill had given me, one that should not have been hard to remember. I was supposed to insert my plug when I got home and sleep with it in that night, and I just….didn’t. It really wasn’t until the next morning when we were chatting that I realized I had forgotten, and I confessed it immediately.

He wasn’t angry, but I knew that didn’t mean the infraction was going to go unaddressed. “Pick a number, boy” he said calmly.

My mind started racing. I had no idea what He was going to use the number for, so it was hard to gauge what ballpark my answer should be in. If it was too low, maybe He would decide to revise it upwards to teach me a lesson about trying to avoid my just punishment. Too high and…well, I thought way back to our first session when He asked my pick a number for how many strikes of His quirt I would take, and I said seventeen, and regretted that after about three. Going on intuition and hope, I finally said seven.

“Ok boy. You’ll be in chastity for seven more weeks then.”

I reeled from his words. Seven more weeks? That would take me to ten weeks total, three more than my previous longest lockup. It seemed like forever, impossible. But the way He said it without hesitation, the confident ownership of me that He was obviously growing more comfortable with…it had me swimming in subspace. “Yes Sir.” What more was there to say?

Cut to a few nights ago. At this point I was nine weeks into this lockup. It has been hard, but I’ve endured. My release date was rapidly approaching, and I’d begun dreaming of how explosive that first orgasm was going to feel. ButI talked to Master Bill that night and there was a new development. We had been trying to find the right time for Him to come visit me, and a date had finally been picked, just a bit over three weeks away. With this new information He laid out a couple of choices for me.

He’s a man of His word, and He would still allow me to cum on the day my punishment was over, and then lock back up until His visit. Or I could forgo that release, and wait until His visit and experience that explosive orgasm WITH Him. He wanted me to choose whatever I wanted the most, and promised that it was not a test, that He would be fine with either answer.

I thought it over. I was/am desperately horny. I wanted to empty my balls so much I could barely stand it. I had the option of that happening in just a few days. Why wouldn’t I jump on that?

But then I though of what it would be like to experience that first orgasm in months with Him. Maybe I’d get to cum with His cock up my ass or down my throat. Maybe He’d get me to jack off while He’s beating me, forcing me to cum through the pain. But however it happens, He’d be there with me. He’d see that fountain of jizz He made me hold in for so long erupt out of my dick. I know how much He’ll enjoy seeing that. And I know He’ll hold me through that wonderful afterglow.

So I thanked Him for generously giving me the option (Man of His word or no He could have just told me there was a new plan and I wouldn’t have argued) but that I would wait and stay locked until I see Him next. He told me He already knew what I would choose, and I’m sure He did. He’s already in my head.

In just a couple of days it is heading out for a long visit to its Master’s home. This visit will be different than the ones it has had before; it will be its first as Master’s collared slave. Master intends this visit to be about breaking it in as His slave, transitioning it further in its new role. This is when its training begins in earnest. it does not know exactly what Master has planned, but it has gathered things will be ramping up to a new level of intensity, both physically and mentally.  it is somewhat nervous about what will be required of it and done to it, but mostly it is eager to start moving further down the path to what it is meant to be. And it trusts its Master.

In preparation for this, Master has sent it a collection of assessment paperwork to complete before its arrival. It is incredibly detailed. Much of it is about who it is as a person and what it desires out of life in general; this shows that Master is not just interested in it as His slave, and also that He knows that who it is as a person informs who it will be as His slave. But there are parts that are specifically about who it is as a submissive, as a slave, and what it is seeking out of being its Master’s property. it is very lucky that it has a Master that is so invested in truly knowing and understanding His slave.  

The other night it sat and went through a lengthy section on its BDSM related experiences and desires. There was a very long list of activities and items, and for each it had to indicate if it had any experience with that thing, and what its interest level in that thing is. For a hard limit it was to put down a “No” for interest, for a “soft” limit a 0. To indicate something that it does not like at all but would submit to for Master, it was to answer with a 1; for something it would be happy if happened all the time, a 5. Some of these answers were easy (why yes, it would like to suck Master’s cock and be His urinal as often as possible), but many required more thought, particularly around hard and soft limits.

A friend recently advised it that it was important to be honest with itself and its Master about its limits at this particular point, and to not get so caught up in its excitement and eagerness to please that it doesn’t draw the right boundaries for itself. It was very good advice. There were a couple of activities that are currently hard limits but which in the future it might allow Master (and only Him) to do. But it’s not there yet. Maybe it won’t actually get there. And if it does, that hard limit can be renegotiated in the future. But for where it is right now, it knows that it is not ready, so hard limits they remain. 

It is a humbling thing to be spelling out in black and white the terms of its surrender. There are things on that list that it doesn’t like, that it really hates in fact, that nonetheless it is telling Master it will submit to for Him. it intends to give Him as much as it can possibly push itself to give Him. At the same time, it is having to give voice to its darkest desires. it is going down a list of various items He will use to hurt it and admitting that not only will it allow Him to do so, it very much wants for Him to. it is admitting how much and to what degree it wants Him to degrade it. it’s opening itself up to Him all the way. it is setting its path in stone. There is no going back after this.

Master and I talked it over recently and He has agreed to rescind the “it” pronoun directive. We both realized that it wasn’t working for us. Neither of us were being very consistent in using it, He didn’t seem very interested in enforcing it, and after trying it for a while it just wasn’t feeling quite right. We both agreed that these things should feel natural and organic for them to be truly sustainable. So it’s gone.

I’m really grateful that Master was approachable on the subject, allowed me to speak my mind freely, and listened to what I had to say. Now, if after talking it through He had decided that He wanted it to remain in place, that would have been that and I would have complied with His decision without complaint. He may want/allow my input, but at the end of the day it’s always His call. Still, it’s important to me that He wanted to hear my thoughts and was open to listening to His instincts and being flexible.

One of the things I am finding I love the most about our relationship is that it truly feels like a collaboration. It is a living thing we are discovering and building together. I think part of me almost expected that more of that would be taken from me at this point of the process. And to be clear, I have ceded a lot of control and a lot of my power. He is in complete control of my sexuality. He owns all of my time outside of what is needed for my marriage and my job. He knows the lengths I will go to in the name of obedience. He is not hesitant to demand and expect what He wants. He is my Master and I submit to Him in all the ways that I am able. Still, He wants to know me. He cares for me. He wants my service, no matter how hard it may be at times, to be ultimately fulfilling for me. He is invested in my development as a submissive and as His slave.

And knowing that, feeling that, fuels my submission to Him even more intensely. It deepens my trust in Him. And that helps us go further into exploring and developing the dynamic between us. It helps me submit further.

This post gets updated until my piercing healed completely. Lates update: 11 days after getting the PA.

I want to share my first hand experience so far with you.

Fair question.

Everyone can love chastity for different reasons, of course, just like any other kink. Here’s why I do :Chastity takes away a boy’s ability to use his dick. He can’t jerk off, he can’t penetrate anything, he can’t stimulate it, he can’t get hard. To me (and to a lot of people) the dick is the ultimate symbol of masculinity. So when a boy doesn’t have access to it the feel of masculinity alters. He’s no longer in control of his dick, it is now controlled by the keyholder. The boy doesn’t get pleasure from it, the boy can’t get hard, depending on the device, the boy might not even be able to see it. It’s emasculating. Not being able to cum makes the boy very horny. You’d be surprised what males are ready/want to do after not being able to cum for a few days/weeks. That makes him look for pleasure in other places. He wants to be touched anywhere, he wants to touch. In gay boys’ cases they think about dick non stop. They start playing with their ass to get some release so their hole becomes their sex organ. And because their hole is being stimulated and they get pleasure from it, it’s not just a hole anymore. It’s a cunt. They may not want to call it that, but that’s what it is in their head. So we now got a boy who’s hungry all the time, he trembles from the slightest touch and gets lots of pleasure from his new sex organ. Chastity improves sex for the boy. Not only is he more sensitive, but without being able to cum he will always enjoy sex. If you bottom, you know that if you cum - it’s game over. Your top has to stop because you don’t enjoy being fucked anymore. That problem goes away with chastity. Boy is always ready and eager. That, of course, makes sex better for me. Not to mention the hands free orgasm the boy can achieve after enough time in chastity. Once a boy cums without stimulating his clit, he’s changed forever. Chastity also never lets a boy forget who he is. You may be a bottom, you may be a sub. But you don’t think about that part of you when you’re at work or visiting you family or going to parties with your friends. The chastity device is always there, you can always feel it. Horny or not, sad or happy, alone or surrounded by people. You can always feel it, it’s a constant reminder that your manhood was taken away. It keeps you in your place, it never lets you forget that you get pleasure from getting fucked. Every time you need to use the bathroom you are faced with the reality of who you are : male but not a man. That changes a boy. His behavior becomes that of a sub even outside of the bedroom. Chastity builds up a lot of frustration and tension. That’s why it’s also a great way to motivate the boy go to the gym or be more productive in general. I’ve had a boy with a barely average body transform into a beast after just 1 year of chastity. I’m no longer his keyholder, but he still keeps the cage. He doesn’t want it off, because it motivates him so much.

Ready to Be Used …

On one hand, chastity is really easy.

One day your lover/Master/Owner locks you up in a chastity device and tells you to forget about touching, getting erect, or even cumming for the near future.

You’re turned on for a bit right from the get-go and you probably get resoundly fucked then fall asleep in each others arms.  You wake up a few times with some burning or pinching.  But, you feel good about living out your dream of being locked'n'denied.

That’s the easy part.  Then …

After a few days you start to miss touching, fondling your cock.  You miss that exciting feeling as it grows stiff in your hands.  And you say to yourself “God, I wanna cum.”

You figure your keyholder will be back on the weekend and he’ll let you out.  He’ll let you stroke your hard cock and bust a nut whilst he’s fucking your hole.  But Friday night comes and he’s tired from working all week and he just wants to have a nice meal, some cuddling and a good night’s sleep.

Laying in bed, spooning with him, you reach behind to feel his cock because you miss the feeling of yours.  Even though he’s tired, his cock responds … hardens in your hand.  It’s then that your cock suddenly swells in the cage … almost hurting.

He turns to lay on his back and you turn and duck under the covers.  You hold his hard cock at the root and bring his swollen, hot, soft cock head to your lips.  You breathe in the smell of him.  Your tongue darts out to touch the tip to find he’s already oozing.  You open your lips and let his cock slowly enter your mouth.

You start to suck his cock slowly, respectfully … enjoying the feel of it as your throat relaxes and more and more of it slides deeper down your throat.  There’s a deep sigh from him.

As you suck him your cock swells and fills every bit of space in your cage.  Your hole twitches and your mind suddenly screams in need.  You want to leap up and drop yourself on his pole, rape yourself on him.  Your body desperately needs release … you’ve never gone this long without cumming.

You’re a good boy and you focus on his cock. You feel it thicken, harden.  He’s moaning now. His body squirming.  You suck harder. You feel that tube in his cock swell.  He grabs your head with both hands and fucks your throat.

With several ecstatic grunts his load explodes in your mouth and you swallow every drop.

After a few moments letting his cock soften in your mouth you pull up while he turns away and falls instantly asleep.  Sated.

You’re left there, cock still swollen in its cage, hole still twitching, and your whole body yearning for the exciting, explosive ending.  You spend the next couple hours trying to get back to sleep.

Then it gets worse … 

You wake up in the morning with your cock trying to burst out of the cage with a morning hardon.  Groaning in pain you run to the bathroom … but you can’t take a piss cuz you’re all swelled up.  You splash some cold water on it, and that helps a little.

You jump in the shower and distract yourself with that at your cock finally calms down.  You relax and the piss jets out of you splashing everywhere and you sigh with relief.

Just then your lover opens the door to the shower, his turgid cock swaying deliciously.  He grabs you and kisses you passionately making your cock swell again - it’s been a whole week since it’s been free of the cage.  He puts his hands on your shoulders and pushes you down to your knees.  "Open" and you obey and open your mouth.

He puts the tip of his semi-hard cock on your tongue, sighs and a torrent of bitter morning piss jets like a firehouse making you choke and sputter.  His piss is everywhere, mouth, face, soaking your hair.

When he’s done he pulls you up and kisses you and rinses you.  He begins soaping your body and you are so turned on by him, by your need than you moan just from his touch.  You turn and present your ass to him; he knows you need his cock.  With a bit of soap for lube he works his hard cock into your needy hole.

Ecstasy spreads through every pore of your body.  His need is such that in no time at all he’s no longer making love to you he’s fucking you, shoving his cock as hard and deep as he can get it in you.  Your hands are gripping the shower walls.  You moan, whine with the aggressive fucking you’re receiving, and you hear yourself beg for more, beg for release.  Even though his pounding has knocked everything from your mind; your body remembers the dozens of times this exact same thing has happened but you were free to grab your cock and cum with him.

But no longer.

You feel him rush.  You can tell his cock is going to explode a load of his cum deep in your bowels.  He can no longer hold back and he screams his orgasm into your shoulder.  The two of you vibrate together in the final surges or cum and orgasmic energy.

He holds you  for a bit, gathering his strength, his heart rate and breathing back to normal.  He pulls out of you and a gush of his sperm squirts out, plopping on the shower floor.  He steps back a bit and rinses his cock.  He steps out of the shower and goes back to the bedroom.

Damn sexy boy…😈

One month down. Plenty more to come. 😔

Yesterday, it was 30 days my Husband had kept me from cumming, and 24 days in the cage without a single unlocking (and therefore, erection). When we went to bed, He somehow had the key and unlocked me. I got excited because I hoped that my orgasm-free time would be over - either because He made me cum on purpose, or because He wouldn’t be able to stop Himself from playing with my dick, and I would cum by accident. Never have I been so wrong.

What followed was a long session of teasing, edging, and cock torture. And when my Husband had cum, He brought me to the bathroom to make sure I did only the necessary cleaning. I then had to put my dick back in the cage, and He locked it and hid the key.