The Cost Of A Fuck-Up

I haven’t been around for a bit.

I haven’t posted anything since last month. I haven’t been on my Twitter account, or my Fetlife or FakeBook accounts either. Yet the clicks keep on coming and coming here on my “Thoughts of a Male Submissive” blog. So I really want to thank all of you who check back here regularly, even when there’s nothing new to look at or read.

I haven’t been very interested in writing for a bit, as I’ve been working through some things.

I did something that hurt Mistress Oasis and shook her trust in me. We faced the issue and talked through it. I didn’t try to defend anything, because I knew I’d hurt her. That’s what felt the worst – even worse than the situation itself.

We played about a week later, and I went very deep into subspace. She went harder than usual in her sadism, and I soaked up everything she had to dish out. This plunged me even deeper into my euphoria. After a short break following some intense single-tail whipping, she removed my hood which had, up to that point, prevented me from seeing or hearing anything.

I rested on the bed with her by my side for a while longer, and then I got up to get something. It was then I saw the look on her face and realized something wasn’t right. I asked a couple of times and coaxed her to tell me what was on her mind. She admitted that during our play she’d realized that she was still mad at me. She continued explaining that some of the additional intensity in the sadism came from her anger and desire to punish me for what I’d done.

My first reaction was deep sadness and guilt for what I’d done a week earlier. Very soon, that turned to hurt because we have never discussed the idea of introducing physical punishment for real-life transgressions into our relationship. I’m not completely against punishment. But the protocol would have to include explaining beforehand that punishment was being considered, and for what reason. It wasn’t long before my high-flying subspace began morphing into a headlong crash.

This was the hardest part for me. I was experiencing sudden, intense sub-drop. However, I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t say anything. Normally, I let her know when sub-drop hits me, and she cares for me as I go through it. However, I realized that I was the cause of this situation and wasn’t about to complain about how I felt.

This went on for another week. I had headaches, body aches, fatigue and depression. But I stayed silent, feeling I had no right to complain. I finally broke my silence one morning as we were lying in bed. I explained how much hurting her had hurt me, and how I couldn’t open up about my sub-drop because of my guilt. We talked everything out at length, and she was very happy that I’d opened up to her.

So what do I take away from this experience? And what can you, reading this, take away from it?

  • Communication in a committed D/s relationship is paramount. The “original sin” that I’d committed had to do with failing to communicate fully with my Mistress, causing her to question my intentions and trustworthiness. We’d have never experienced this episode if I’d simply updated her on things going on. Additional communication after the initial discussion over the matter could have helped avoid the negative play experience later.
  • You’re never too old or too experienced to make mistakes, or to hurt your partner. You have to be willing to face that and accept responsibility when it happens – even if it wasn’t your intention.
  • As I’ve explained before, real D/s and sadomasochism is far more than just “kinky sex.” Deep submission and domination take the mind, body and emotions into very vulnerable territory. I never blamed Mistress Oasis for the negative feelings creeping in during our play. It happens. I’ve had it happen to me. And if this were vanilla sex (or even “kinky” sex) the worst that would have happened is that I’d have rolled over and been disappointed. But this was a heavy sadomasochistic interaction. The interruption left Mistress Oasis feeling guilty as hell, and it left me feeling guilty and suffering serious sub-drop.

After that second talk, the air was fully clear. We’ve played again since then. I went nice and deep once again, and she went wild and sadistic once again. But this time it was the familiar, loving sadism I’ve come to know and love from my Mistress.

I think it’s important to share experiences like these, especially with those who are new to this lifestyle. The intense emotions we experience in BDSM can cause even minor misunderstandings feel like the end of the world, or like there is nowhere to turn to fix things. The best course of action is to simply communicate with honesty, re-confirm that you love what you have with your partner, and that you want to find a solution to whatever issues you are having.

 

In the end, this may well be the deepest love you’ll ever feel for someone. It’s definitely worth the effort.

Too Many “LIKES” Can Get You Passed Up

How many of you have been “unfriended” by someone on social media because of something you said, posted, or showed support for? I don’t mean something you said to directly insult someone. I mean something that you simply posted or stated that made someone decide that you weren’t worth having on their friend list anymore. A similar thing can happen to you when it comes to being a single submissive man hoping to meet Dominant women.

In Chapter 10 of “FemDom Dating: The Submissive Male’s Guide To Attracting Dominant Women,” I write about what kinds of signals you unwittingly send out by the photos you “like” on social and dating media. I have a FetLife profile, Twitter, Facebook and Tumblr accounts. And, without exception, on each of those feeds, there are one or two guys who are constantly posting or “liking” picture after picture after picture all day long.

Most of the pictures tend to be of nude women posing or women engaged in sexual acts. (To the Pro-Dommes, I know you have a business to run and hot pics bring in the clients. So this isn’t about you.)

If you are “that guy” with the itchy clicking finger, hitting the “LIKE” button every time you see a gaping beaver on your screen – have you ever thought what message that is sending out to women who may actually be looking at you as someone they may want to say “hi” to?

Now, before anyone goes totally snowflake on me and demands to know who the fuck I think I am to “judge” other people – please relax. I judge very few people. I enjoy images of the female form as much as any guy. But, all the fuck pics in the world don’t equate to the mind-blowing headspace that my own Mistress Oasis puts me in. If your idea of a good time is spanking your monkey to dirty pictures, then by all means don’t let me poop on your party.

But, if you have a goal of actually meeting a real, live Domme for yourself someday – well that’s why I wrote “FemDom Dating.” And if you are actually interested in just how deep your BDSM relationship can go, that’s why I wrote “Energy and BDSM.” All the nudie pics you “LIKE” in a day will not get you to either place. So, this post is not to pass judgement on you, but to help you reach that goal of someday having a real Domme accept you as hers. The choice is yours – another empty orgasm all by yourself with your computer, or a path that can lead you to a real D/s relationship.

Part of the basic logic that “FemDom Dating” is based upon is this: men and women think differently. This sounds obvious. But, when you look at a lot of single submissive men’s behavior, it’s clear that they don’t agree with this on a subconscious level. How many women have you personally met who are genuinely attracted to a man who spends hour after hour looking at porn? On the same level, how many women have you personally met who are genuinely okay with the idea of the man they are in a relationship with spending all his free time looking at porn? I’m not talking about a woman who’s capable of sitting and enjoying sexy images with her mate. Hell, Mistress Oasis and I do that! But, normally, the more time a man spends staring at naked photos of other women (or men, for that matter), the less his girlfriend/wife/Mistress tends to like it.

To be sure, as guys, most of us wouldn’t care if our girlfriend or wife spent a bunch of her spare time looking at hot pics on her computer, getting all horny and whatnot. In fact, some of us would find that quite appealing. But, women don’t think that way. Not most women, anyway. They don’t want their man focusing his attention on other women and their bodies.

Now, let’s take that knowledge and apply it to a Domme who is looking at your profile. So, each day you’re clicking the “LIKE” or “LOVE” button on, let’s say, 15 to 20 photos of people having sex. If you are on a site that records your activity on a timeline, these things show up. And, again, thinking differently than a man, a Dominant woman wouldn’t just look at your pictures to see how hot you are. As I point out in “FemDom Dating,” studies have shown that women spend more time READING a profile than looking at pictures. So, this Domme, while reading about you and your activity, sees that you spend your time pulling up picture after picture and “loving” them. What opinion do you think she is forming as she sees that?

I’m not saying you should not look at hot pics. But, honestly, how many times have you “loved” a picture, resulting in the woman in the photo contacting you, and establishing a relationship pf any type? If you are like most guys, I’m going to venture a guess that it hasn’t happened to you. On the flip side of the coin, if that Domme reading over your profile gets the impression that you would prefer to look at porn and jerk off rather than focus your attention on submission to a Domme, what do you think your chances are that she will reach out to you, or respond positively to any contact you may initiate?

I’m not making up hypothetical theories, here. I’ve literally sat with Dominant women while they showed me profiles of men with hundreds of “loves” on pictures of tits and pussy. And, without exception, they insinuate that the owner of that profile must sit around stroking his pud in front of his computer all day. These are real women giving their real opinions. Think about that.

Social media and dating sites are great for sharing and connecting with other kinky people. But, no matter what you’re doing on your profile, always be thinking of what kind of reputation you are building with your activities.

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Life With My Cock In a Cage: Part 8 – Wrapping It Up

So, there you have it. I don’t know if you’d call me an “expert” when it comes to chastity. But I can say I’ve been around the block a few times when it comes to discovering what works for me. I’m ecstatic that I found a good, comfortable cage in four tries and spending just around $1000.00 total. Seriously, I’ve read posts from guys who say they’ve owned/tried a dozen and more different brands and styles of cage before finding one that was right for them. And going through multiple cages is a common theme throughout the chastity community.

Chastity is a very personal thing. Each guy who wears a cage has his own reasons for it. For some, it’s a real pursuit of self-control. For others it’s a sexual turn on to be denied sex. And there are some who feel a deeper spiritual bond with their partner when they are locked up. For me, it’s a symbol of possession. It reminds me that my male appendage is not mine, it’s hers. Just like I am hers, by choice. I want to feel that as deeply as I can. Wearing a cage and surrendering free access to the most intimate part of my own body is an unmistakable gesture of submission to my Mistress, whom I love more than anyone on this planet.

However, if you choose male chastity for the long term, it’s not all fantasy fun and games. There are real and practical considerations to ponder. Hopefully, the experiences I’ve shared here will help smooth your path a little so you can find your perfect place within the chastity world.

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Life With My Cock In a Cage: Part 6 – Evotion Wearables – “CAGE 7”

A little over a year ago, I found a company called Evotion Wearables. They peddle plastic chastity cages, but with a different twist. They make the devices entirely by 3D printing.

Now, how the cages are made definitely caught my eye. However, what hooked me was the fact that some of their cages are made without base rings. They rely on piercings to stay in place. That’s not really new. There are plenty of cages out there that stay in place by means of a piercing. And, I am not a big fan of having something tugging at my PA all day long.

The ‘CAGE 7’ from Evotion Wearables

Here is what makes Evotion Wearables different: Evotion has you submit 4 different measurements. They require a shaft diameter (or circumference), a glans length, a piercing depth (distance from the tip of the penis to the point where the piercing is) and the desired length of the cage shaft. The section that covers the penis head is actually contoured so that there is a ridge that rests just behind the head of the penis. This ridge, in essence is what holds the cage on the penis. The pin at the front of the cage that goes through the piercing only helps keep everything in place. I liked this idea better than totally relying on the 12 millimeters of thin skin under the head of my cock to support the weight of a constantly shifting of a cage.

Now, when most of us hear about “3D Printing,” we think of a machine drizzling melted plastic out of a nozzle – kind of like a hot glue gun, controlled by a computer. But Evotion uses a method called “Laser Sintering,” and it’s really cool. I watched a Youtube video of this type of laser printing, and was astonished. Basically, in layman’s terms, they dump plastic powder on the “floor” of an enclosed machine. Then they flatten the powder to a thin, even layer. The laser “scans” across the layer of powder in the exact shape of that cross-section layer of the item they are building, which flash melts the plastic into a solid. Then, another layer of plastic powder is flattened out on top of that piece, and the process repeats. One scan at a time, the layers of plastic get flash-melted to the previous layer and solidifies.

Click on the image above to see a table demo video. (The link will open a new window for PornHub.)

They offer eight different models of cages, including ones with base rings, if that is your preference. You can get your cage in a range of around eight different colors. And, when you consider the numerous customizations they can make with any of their cages, the possibilities are astronomical. I even saw an example of a CURVED cage they made for someone! You can see that HERE.

So, I began taking my measurements. I decided on the #7 cage with PA pin in black and red. The method of securing the cage would be a 2-part ring around the base that connects with a plastic tab that snaps into place and cannot be removed except for cutting it down the middle. That way, no worry about keys, backup keys, emergency keys, etc. However, they do make rings that padlock, rings with internal locks, and other variations.

I tried to tweak the measurements a tad. I wanted a snug fit around the head, and a little bit of wiggle room in the tube around the shaft. So, I added a millimeter here and subtracted a millimeter there. I thought I was pretty smart…

The “Cage 7” starts at $289.00. The “printing” process took about 2 months but they warn you about that on their website.

“.Join me, Luke. And we’ll rule the galaxy as father and son…”

Arrival – My first impression upon unpacking the cage was how different this design looked. The black and red combination gives it an ominous appearance. The shape and design is like something out of a sci-fi horror movie – like some torture device that Darth Vader would have ordered attached to an unfortunate prisoner to be questioned. But, that’s what mine looks like. You might like a pink one that shows off your inner sissy. Or, you may want an orange and black one that looks like a Halloween candy-corn. Or, maybe you’re feeling patriotic, so go ahead and get a red, white, and blue cage! You can browse their site, and see the endless combinations of style and color.

Click the above image to see a video demonstration. (The video will open in another tab for PornHub.)

Then I put my CAGE 7 on. There are five pieces: a base plate, a PA pin, a top cover, and a locking ring that comes in two halves. The PA pin snaps into the bottom of the base plate, forming a single piece. But, it can be removed for cleaning.  Once the base plate is resting along the underside of the penis, and the PA ring is inserted into my piercing, the top cover can be put on. The top cover fits onto the apparatus like a car hood, and is closed in a similar fashion. Once the two halves are together, they get held in place with the locking ring. This part I already didn’t like. The locking ring pieces get placed into a slot at the rear of the cage, with the end tabs of the ring poking through to the inside. Then they close down like wings around the circumference of the cage. Right away, I could see the potential for getting pinched hard with this procedure. So, when connecting the ring, I have to get a finger up under the cage, and push my skin out of the path of the closing tabs. I think Evotion could have come up with a better design on that.

However, once the thing is on, it is extremely comfortable. If you are a chastity traditionalist, who thinks that real chastity requires an apparatus that wraps up the entire package tightly (and some do), you’re not going to like the Evotion Cage 7. Personally, I think it looks hot! But this look may not be your cup of tea. I’ve never been a huge fan of the “squished” look that many cages give you. I do not have a small penis. Mistress Oasis loves my penis for what it is, and does not wish to make it look small. This cage allows me to be in chastity while still displaying my full size for her visual pleasure.

This cage accomplishes exactly what chastity is meant to accomplish. It effectively denies me access to the head of my penis, which is what most guys need to reach if they want to masturbate to orgasm. But, it also allows my penis and balls to exist and move around independently of each other. I can easily reach 50% of my shaft for cleaning. If my balls are uncomfortable in my trousers, I can adjust them without having to shift my entire package of balls, cock, and cage. I can dress my penis to the left of my pants or the right. It’s truly “penis paradise.”

The tip of my penis often protruded through the bars at the end of the Jailbird, causing it to rub against my clothing. NOT fun at work.

One aspect of the Jailbird I did not like was the fact that it mashed the head of my cock into the cage end so hard the tip of my head would be forced through the space between the bars at the end of the cage. That allowed for my clothing to rub against the very tip of the head of my cock – the most sensitive part – throughout the day. As erotic as that may seem to some of you, and as nifty an idea that may be for a night out with your Mistress, it sucks to have that going on all day at work when you’re in an office trying to earn your living.

The Evotion Cage 7 completely covers the head of my cock and nothing touches it, unless I purposely poke something into the cage. In this respect, it is super comfortable.  Removal does not require waiting for my erection to die down first. Additionally, the Evotion is a very open, well vented design. Air gets to the penis throughout the day. I never feel “dirty” in the Evotion. Did I mention that it looks awesome?

The weight is unbelievable. I literally forget I’m wearing this cage at times. Now, I totally understand that for some men out there, the whole chastity thing is a sexual thing. So, they feel that they MUST have something heavy and imposing down there to remind them all day long that “Oooooooh, I’m in a cock cage. I can’t escape. Will I ever be allowed to orgasm again? What will I do?” And that’s fine and dandy if that’s what you need. But, for me, I want a functional solution that doesn’t impose on my everyday life. I get enough sex and enough play and enough attention from Mistress Oasis that I don’t need a reminder all day that my love gun now has a trigger safety. Additionally, my submission and adoration toward her originates in my heart and soul – not my cock. The cage is merely a symbol of that love and surrender to her. Think of it as my collar, or, as Mistress Oasis sees it, my wedding ring. I know it’s there. I want it there. But, I don’t want it making me uncomfortable all day long.

I can stand to pee again!!! Because my cock is not scrunched up and connected to my balls and crammed into the end of a tube, I have complete control of where I’m pointing this thing! (Look out North Korea!!) I get to point with the entire length of my penis, rather than trying to manipulate and aim a 3-inch tube. Additionally, because there is a pin (rather than a ring) going through my piercing, and pointing forward, my pee comes out normal. No spray and pray!! I can stand at a pisser again!! One giant leap for mankind!!

Okay, so maybe I’m getting a little carried away. As with the other cages, there are some issues I found with my Evotion Cage 7. So let’s look at the “dark side.”

First, like every other cage, when you wear an Evotion and urinate, you cannot avoid pissing on and in the cage. Yes, the stream is more controllable than with other cages. But, it’s still not perfect. The PA pin snaps into the base, and is then held in place by a small cam situated on the tab that joins the base and cover. This configuration forms a tiny “compartment” just under the PA pin. The PA pin acts as a bit of a channel that allows some urine to travel down into that compartment. So, if you are not careful and take a moment to dab some toilet paper around the end of the cage after you take a leak, a few drops may find their way out the bottom of the cage, and wet the front of your trousers. Whatever stays behind inside that compartment will ferment and dry, which eventually will lead to an unpleasant odor. It’s not like the worker in the next cubicle at your job is going to smell you or anything like that. But, if Mistress thinks she’s going to uncage you as you walk through the door after a long day for some impromptu play or sex, you may want to beg for a few minutes in the shower first to run some soap and water over and through the cage first.

That same compartment makes it literally impossible to get the cage completely dry after showering, peeing, or whatnot. You simply cannot access that little space without taking off the top cover. So, my practice and advice is to schedule regular removal and cleaning for hygiene sake. Even if you are on one of those “3 months locked up, no orgasms, no escape” chastity marathons, I don’t think that coming out of the cage once a week for 10 minutes of washing and maintenance qualifies as cheating. I mean, unless in that ten minutes you a become bug-eyed, drooling wank fiend, I doubt you be any worse off for the time out of the cage. I mean, hell, they even let convicts in solitary confinement shower once a week, right?

Okay, next item: After going to bed with this cage on the first night, I awoke the next morning with my usual raging morning erection. I absolutely LOVED the feeling of the last half of my bulging cock being confined and restrained by this cage. Seriously, it is so different than the feel of a full cage and base ring. It’s a very erotic sensation. However, something still didn’t feel “right.”

Upon closer inspection, I noticed that the glans of my penis had slipped back out of the tip of the cage, under that special ridge that’s meant to keep the head in place. “No biggie,” I thought, and got a Q-tip to nudge the head of my cock back into its place. Done!

…Or so I thought. The next night, I awoke again, hard as a rock. The head had slid a few millimeters out of place again. But this time, I felt an intense pain at my piercing site. I took the cage off to find that the area around my piercing was red, swollen, and very sore.

So, we gave it a few days for the swelling and soreness to go away, and tried again. I figured that it was entirely possible that my penis and PA just needed to get used to the new style of cage. In another 24 hours, I was sore and swollen again.

Over time, I realized that the forward compartment for the glans was just not big enough, that the entire cage itself was just not tight enough, and that the PA pin was a little too far forward. So basically, this cage became my “wedding ring” when I was out and about away from home. But at night, when Mistress Oasis and I turned in, I had to remove this cage to avoid what I feared could become a serious health issue with my piercing. (But I had Mistress there to make sure I wasn’t petting my ferret under the sheets, so it was okay.)

All of that said, I still do not attribute it to a flaw in the cage or the design itself. I fully believe that I didn’t get my measurements correct. Basically, I spent a year with a cage that I had to adjust a few times a day to get my head back in place. We got to the point where we didn’t even bother locking it with the tabs. The retaining ring snaps in place, and stays closed by itself. Again, I can wear an unlocked cage all day without any temptation to remove it specifically because of why I wear it.

My advice, if you are going to get an Evotion cage that incorporates a piercing (PA or Frenium bar), is to be extra vigilant with your measurements. Go a little tight on the circumference/diameter. Maybe go a millimeter or two large on the glans length, and for the piercing depth, I recommend springing $20 or so for a caliper-type micrometer, and very carefully measuring from the tip of the penis to the center of that piercing. When taking measurements for my next cage, I even taped a little piece of cardboard onto one of the caliper claws to make sure I was bumping right up against the very tip of my penis, and getting an accurate reading. Measure multiple times throughout the day and average them. Measure in millimeters. It’s more precise.

Personally, I want to get another CAGE 7 with the right dimensions because I really love the feel and look of it overall. If you’ve been having issues with base rings hurting you, or don’t like the feeling of your erection being squished through tiny spaces in a cage, then you may just want to look at what Evotion Wearables can do for you.

 

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Life With My Cock In a Cage: Part 5 – The Mature Metal Jailbird

The next stop on my chastity journey was Mature Metal. This is a company out of Texas that makes custom stainless steel cages. They have five models to choose from. Their “Jailbird” model is one of the most recognized cages amongst chastity aficionados. Spend a little time on an online chastity forum and you’ll see lots of guys praising the Jailbird as the greatest cage they have ever worn. I suppose you could say it’s the Ford F-150 of cock cages.

Mature Metals creates each cage based on a customer’s individual measurements. Those measurements are penis length, penis diameter, and the “gap.” The gap is the distance between the base ring that goes around your balls, and the base of the penis. This gap is important to ensure a snug fit for the cage, and allow room for the constant “anatomical changes” your penis goes through all day. A proper gap between the ring and the cage also ensure you can’t slip out of the cage when you’re flaccid. Oh YES! If the gap is too big, you may be tempted to slip the old one-eyed weasel out of his holding pen through that gap and give him a good stroking when Mistress isn’t around, you naughty wanker!

The Mature Metal “Jailbird”

The Jailbird starts at $225.00. I think they’ve dropped their prices. I could have sworn mine was a little over $300. But, I digress.

I spent quite some time staring at Mature Metal’s website, and reading their measuring instructions and product descriptions. To be honest, the price seemed a bit steep for me and I genuinely took time to question just how badly I wanted my manhood locked up. Well, I wanted to be locked up, but I questioned how much I was willing to spend to make it happen. In the end, considering that I own probably close to $7000 worth of BDSM toys alone, I decided that Mature Metal’s price seemed fair for what I’d be getting.

I followed their measuring instructions, and even measured myself several times throughout the day, and averaged them to get the perfect fit that would handle my manhood at its most erect and most flaccid. Knowing that it was entirely up to me to ensure that my cage would fit correctly added an extra touch of anxiety. But, I sent in what I had, and ordered my Jailbird.

Wearing My Jailbird

The first thing I noticed about the Jailbird was that this thing was heavy. Not crazy heavy as to make it unreasonable. Basically, if you’re used to a plastic cage, and you pick one of these things up, you quickly realize this is a no-bullshit chunk of metal that is going to trap your cock for real. It has a serious, industrial look to it while also radiating – dare I say – elegance in its design. I can honestly say these people do good work.

Unlike the CB6000, which is a plastic tube with a few slots near the base for “ventilation,” the Jailbird is a fully “open” design. Basically that means the only places where your skin is covered, and not exposed to the air, is where one of the metal bars crosses over flesh. And, of course, your flesh will move around inside this cage a little bit. Bottom line here is that you aren’t spending all day in something that has completely sealed your cock off from the outside, and sealed in every droplet of sweat your skin emits throughout the day.

Remember what I said about wanting to be prepared? Mistress Oasis found a nifty idea online to ensure that I had a key to the padlock in the event of an emergency – and only an emergency. She found tiny little zippered bags on Etsy. They were about the size of a silver dollar. Just big enough to fit the miniature padlock key inside. Once the key was inside, she super-glued the zipper shut. The bag could be cut open if I ever needed the key in an emergency. It even had a key ring attached. So I was able to carry the spare key on my keychain. Regardless of how strong one’s fantasy is to be locked up long term, it is far easier to do so when one knows that it can be removed in a dire circumstance.

I finally had a cage that allowed me to clean myself with no more effort than simply soaping up my hands or a wash cloth, and rubbing it around the surface of the cage. By holding everything under the shower for a minute, I was completely rinsed off. And, drying afterward was a breeze. Throughout the day, because air could constantly flow over my skin, I felt very dry and fresh down there most of the time.

I found that wearing my piercing inside the cage was not practical. No matter what I tried, throughout the day, I’d regularly get pinched between the ring and the steel bars of the Jailbird. I’d read and seen pics of guys who would run their PA ring through the front of the bars as well as through their PA, essentially locking the tip of their cock to the front of the cage. Many express a greater sense of surrender and “in-escapability” with this method. Truly, even if you could slip your cock out of the cage through the gap (and I discovered that when totally flaccid and with some effort, I could), then having the pierced head of your cock physically connected to the end of the cage by a metal ring would certainly prevent any such attempts. I tried this arrangement, but discovered that the pinching increased. Additionally, I just didn’t like the idea of having a titanium ring attached to a somewhat movable metal cage, and then going through a hole in my cock. As a “what if” kind of guy, I didn’t like the prospect of what might happen to the underside of my penis if something were to accidentally cause the cage to pull forward when I was shriveled. The idea of having that skin down there ripped open really gives me the heebie-jeebies.

So, I gave up my PA ring for the privilege of being caged for my beloved Mistress. However, now I had a permanent hole underneath the head of my cock. (No, it never grew over completely.) Having a hole on the underside of your cock leads to issues with – you guessed it – URINATION.

I was already in the habit of sitting down to pee with the CB6000. The Jailbird was actually a little shorter, and had a slightly more pronounced downward curve to it, which would have made standing at a urinal absolutely impossible. I’d have been soaking my britches every day. The addition of a second hole in the penis pointing 90 degrees perpendicular to the natural opening means you’d better have a wide “field of fire” when you relieve yourself. However, after-pee cleanup is so much easier than with the plastic tube of the CB6000. You simply grab some toilet paper and dab around the end of the cage.

This is one of the realities you must be willing to face and deal with if you have the desire to be in a cage for extended periods. No matter the style, or the construction, or how many ingenious openings they include in your model – sooner or later you wind up pissing on or in your cage. It is unavoidable.

Did I mention that the Jailbird is heavy? All throughout the chastity forums and websites, guys express a preference to the steel cages because of the feel and heft of the metal. It gives them a heightened “awareness” of  being entrapped and controlled. Make no mistake; cock cages are a form of bondage. And, those of us who love bondage do so because of the sense of vulnerability, surrender, loss of free will, and control that it brings. There is a big difference between being tied up with silk scarves to the bedpost, and being restrained with thick leather cuffs attached to steel anchor points drilled into a wall. The same contrast can be observed between a lightweight, clear plastic cage and one made of unbending steel that weighs about a half pound. Mentally and emotionally, you KNOW that your cock is not really yours anymore. And, when you took the time to take all of your measurements and paid the $225 + for it, you tend to become pretty “attached” to your little personal prison. (pun intended)

The Jailbird has a far less noticeable ‘signature’ under clothing as well. Even without underwear, the shape and curvature of this cage made it invisible under jeans, shorts, and work clothes alike.

Finally, the Jailbird is just plain fun to wear for play. It has the look and feel that says your cock belongs to someone else. Without a doubt, it has a psychological effect on the wearer. Mistress Oasis loved the look of it as well. The open steel cage design allows for access all along the shaft and head, which is not offered by the CB6000. So, Mistress Oasis could string me up with the Jailbird in place, and poke me with skewers, run her favorite pinwheel over my cock, or even drip hot wax on it without having to remove the cage itself.

So, all in all, the Jailbird was everything that it was advertised to be. It should have been my “forever” cage, right?

Well, the following are my negative experiences with the Jailbird cage:

Base ring problems. This cage should be a full 2 1/2 inches lower – back where my skin is still white. Notice the red chafing just behind the ring? Yeah, late night hard-ons hurt like a motherfucker!

Base Ring – I have a problem. My penis has a very wide range of size variation between its shrunken state and an erection. No, I’m not John Holmes or anything like that. But, I’m above average when erect. I’ve also had a vasectomy that included titanium clips left permanently clamped to the ends of the cut tubes. Ideally, a cage with a base ring will fit in such a way that the base ring stays just behind the scrotum, and the cage itself will remain snug on the penis, slid back all the way to the base of the penis. I got a base ring that successfully did this while I was limp. However, once I got erect, I had the same problem that I did with the CB6000. The ring would cut off my circulation. Then, my erect penis would push the whole cage forward, pulling on my balls. Sometimes, the ring would trap the titanium clips from my vasectomy in front of it, and then it was forcefully pulling forward on the clips. I would wake up in the middle of the night with a super painful erection, with my balls purple and I could feel the strain on my tubes deep inside – not knowing how long I’d been asleep with the blood to my genitals seriously restricted. So, we would have to take the cage off at night.

Looking at the overstretched balls from another angle. Not safe!

I ordered a new ring that was 1/8th inch larger in diameter. Now, my circulation didn’t get cut off as badly but the forward pull on my balls was just as painful. Additionally, now whenever I was flaccid, the cage would begin to slide down my balls and penis. One particularly warm day when everything in my shorts was very soft and loose, Mistress and I were taking a walk. At the end of it, we got in the car. I could tell that the cage had slid down a bit and opened my fly to adjust it. The cage had slid halfway down my cock and was resting on top of my balls.

The base ring of the plastic CB6000 is a semi-circle with a removable top that is integrated into the locking mechanism. What that means is that the base ring can be slid on or off regardless of the condition of the penis, hard or soft. The base ring of the Jailbird is one solid piece. It cannot be slid past the balls when I’m erect. It can only slide on and off when I’m totally soft. This can cause a problem.

Mobility – Despite the issues above with the base ring, the cage is still very comfortable – until you have to lie on your stomach to do some kind of household repair. Then there is simply nowhere for the stainless steel Jailbird to go but into your pelvic bone and upper thighs. Working out at the gym with the Jailbird on was no problem, except for leg curls that require you to lie face down. I could even ride my bike. But, not being able to lie down to handle various maintenance chores was a hindrance I could not abide.

Neither of these issues is a flaw on the part of the Mature Metal cage. Their product was exactly what they said it would be. However, I realized that my body is simply not compatible with a cage that has a base ring. Anatomically, I’m just not built for it. The constriction caused us real concern about potential blood clots or other health risks. So, I had to continue looking at other options.

 

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Life With My Cock In a Cage: Part 4 – The CB6000

CB6000 – This is one of the most popular chastity cages around. It’s not exactly the best cage. But, it is a good combination of price, fair quality, and versatility.

The CB6000 is offered by CB-X, and they’ve been around for awhile.  The basic models of this cage are made entirely of plastic. The most common model they sell is clear, but they also offer some various colored versions and even a couple of cages formed out of metal.

Mistress Oasis helps showcase my CB6000. This is the 3 inch cage with a regular padlock.

A basic package includes five different sized base rings, the cage section (the tube your cock goes into), and connecting pins and spacers to adjust the gap between the cage and ring. It’s a great cage for getting started because of the different sizes you can experiment with to establish what works best for you. Some guys actually stick with the CB-X cages for full-time wear. One of the nice things about the CB-X cages is that, if you have to go through any metal detectors, the plastic cage will not set them off (considering you don’t use a metal lock.) In fact, they even offer plastic locks to ensure this. These are one time only locks that have to be cut off. They are serial numbered, in case trust is an issue.

The 3 inch CB6000 with plastic, disposable lock. Click on the image for a video demonstration. (Video will open in a new window for PornHub)

This cage is lightweight. It’s all plastic, unless you opted for one of their chrome tube sections. It requires that you assemble six separate pieces to lock it on. Once you get the knack of putting the pieces together, the cage goes on and comes off pretty easily. And, I cannot say that it isn’t a comfortable cage. I opted for a package with a 3 inch tube as opposed to the 2 ½ inch tube. I felt the shorter tube would scrunch me up too much. With the right sized ring and the right sized spacers, it was snug and comfortable.

OUCHIE!!

However, the first problem I discovered was the fact that when I got an erection, my cock pushed forward on the tube. The tube was connected to the base ring. When the base ring slid forward, it would pull and stretch my balls painfully. Wearing a larger base ring would make it easier for it to slide up and squish my balls within their sack. Trying a slightly smaller base ring resulted in less sliding. But, it would also cut off the circulation at the base of my penis, causing it to turn purple and my balls to turn dark, and hurt badly within minutes of an erection.

Tied down with the CB6000 3 inch cage – ready for play!

 

Secondly, I discovered the urination issues. Working in a large office building with large restrooms and lots of people running around, I quickly realized that standing up at a urinal was no longer going to be an option for me. Each time I went to piss, I had to manipulate the head of my cock to line up with the slot at the end of the cage. I have a natural curve and, after several hours of sitting at a computer with everything shriveled up in “office mode,” things would become a little cock-eyed within the cage. I couldn’t very well stand at a urinal four and five times a day fiddling with my caged trouser snake each time, trying to get things lined up. So, urination became a sitting event for me.

One time, when I was in a hurry, I decided to just go ahead and stand at the urinal. I had on a suit with a coat, which blocked my view of the caged beast. “No worries,” I decided, and let go the flow. It wasn’t until I felt the warmth spreading around my left thigh that I realized that my pee-hole and the cage’s pee-hole weren’t aligned just right. A steady portion of the piss was dribbling along the bottom of the cage, back up the cage – literally defying gravity – and soaking into the front of my grey trousers. I had a giant, unmistakable wet stain from my crotch to half-way down my thigh. I spent 20 minutes in a handicapped stall trying to dry the spot with paper towels, and by furiously waving my hands in front of them. Once it seemed dry enough, I went to my boss, with my briefcase in front of me, and told her I was feeling ill, and had to go home. That was the last time I’ve ever stood to urinate in a public restroom with a cage on.

This is a 2 1/2 inch CHROME cage we got for the CB6000. We modified it for electric play. You can click on the image for a short video. (Video will open in a new window for PornHub)

Cleaning the CB6000 was a chore as well. I have a 6 guage PA piercing. I’m NEVER able to pee without some dribbling going on. Even with stuffing toilet paper into the urination slot after each trip to the toilet, a little drip here and a little drip there stays in the cage and dries. You can imagine what the smell gets like by the end of the day. (Sexy, huh?)

I found advice on a male chastity site that said to use Q-tips to get inside and clean the penis. So, each evening in the shower, I’d wet and soap up the Q-tip, insert it up through the pee slot, and swab it around inside the tube. The Q-tip would quickly become flimsy and unusable. So, I’d have to continue with another, and another. Then I had to use yet another Q-tip to insert into the tube and press against my penis to allow water to flow through the cage to rinse it out. I became fairly good at this, and could get everything cleaned up using about 6 Q-tips. But then, how to dry myself inside a plastic tub?? Well, more Q-tips, of course. I’d insert dry Q-tips one at a time and swirl them around inside the cage between my skin and the plastic. It usually took about 6 more Q-tips (both ends) to get everything dry. I later found these little items that helped the cleaning process immensely. They are narrower than Q-tips, and the heads are made of foam rather than spun cotton, so they don’t fall apart. But, Q-tips still work best for drying.

I had a couple of unique experiences with the CB6000 at work. One day, as I was walking quickly down a long hallway filled with people, my 6 gauge titanium PA ring managed to position itself just right so that it swayed back and forth inside the plastic cage with each step. It created a crisp and clearly audible “CLICK…CLICK…CLICK…CLICK…CLICK” as I hustled down the hallway. Another issue I had with my piercing was that it would occasionally trap a tiny bit of the tip of my cock between the ring and the plastic of the cage, causing a painful pinch.

My most horrifying experience was after I’d decided to stop wearing underwear to reduce the ball crushing I had to endure from the base ring every time I sat down. I was standing one morning at my boss’ desk, who was a female, discussing some strategies on a project I was managing. About ten minutes into the conversation, I happened to look down, and noticed that my pants were just snug enough to present a perfect outline of my cage. Looking at the CB6000, you can see that the tube is shaped exactly like a penis – complete with a large, bulbous head at the end. It didn’t look like a bulge. It didn’t look like I’d stuffed a sock in my pants. It looked like the unmistakable outline of A COCK pressing against the fabric of my business pants! (although I did get another raise in pay very soon thereafter. I wonder…….)

The final straw with the CB6000 for me was when I started feeling a very sharp pain on the underside of my penis, right near the base. I discovered that the seam running down the middle of the cage had begun to split. It was trapping my skin in the tiny space between the two halves of the cage, and actually causing a cut. So, we began looking for a new style of cage.

None of this is to say that the CB6000 is a bad cage. I’m just sharing my experiences with it. I think if you are starting out with chastity, and don’t want to drop over $200 for one of the custom metal cages just yet, it’s a great starter. You can get the full package from CB-X for $150.00. That will supply you with everything you need to experiment with different rings and spacers to see what combination works best – or if it works for you at all. You can purchase additional cage sections of different sizes and colors – including pink or camo, if that’s your thing. You can even add plastic “spikes” that poke into your shaft when you get hard, and various other accessories.

There was one other feature I liked. I’m a bit of a survival/prepper type guy. No, I don’t live in a bunker under the house or anything like that. But, I constantly maintain awareness of my surroundings and regularly have mental plans for what I’d do if something bad occurred. No, I don’t wander around all day worrying. I just play an ongoing game of “what if.” Anyway, at that time I was working in a major urban/metropolitan area, and had to commute an hour each way. This was at a time when we were having a lot of bombings, mass shootings, civil unrest and racial violence throughout the US. If I got stuck inside the city in a bad situation, the last thing I wanted was my cock and balls all confined in a plastic trap. The CB6000 can be completely removed in an emergency by cutting the end off the plastic center pin. This was a comfort, because I could leave home without any emergency key (more on that in the next section), and still be assured that, with the pocket knife I carry everywhere I go, I could get myself out of the cage if I had to.

The most helpful tip for someone considering the CB6000 would be to arrange to remove the cage for showering each day. It makes cleaning so much easier. Why didn’t I do it that way? Well, Mistress Oasis and I had already decided that our goal in all this was to achieve “24/7” wear for me, with the cage only coming off when she decides to use my cock for her pleasure. From what I’ve studied of the male chastity lifestyle, there are lots of guys out there who share the same desire to remove the cage as little as possible. But, keeping things clean down there is very important. Perhaps a couple can establish a protocol where the Domme unlocks the cage before the sub showers, and replaces it immediately after he towels off.

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Life With My Cock In a Cage: Part 3 – The Banana Bird-Cage

The “Banana Bird Cage” is a cheap, good quality cage for playtime. But it’s a little to large for everyday wear, unless you’re a really large guy.

The Banana Bird Cage – At least that’s my name for it. This was the first cage I began wearing regularly for play with Mistress Oasis. It’s one of the cheaper “One Size Fits All” models found on many adult toy sites, Amazon, and scores of other online shopping outlets. It can go by a number of names and variations. It’s a “one size fits all” cage because it’s made so big that most guys with anything less than a 10 inch schlong can get it into this cage. Larger guys will just have to cram it in kind of tight. Smaller guys will dangle somewhere inside without the head touching the end. The particular one that I’m pictured in here is actually not bad quality. It belonged to Mistress Oasis when I met her, and she doesn’t remember where she got it. They can run anywhere from $12.00 to $30.00, depending on where you look and what country the one you choose originates from.

Note the “scalloped” look of the head when I’m hard inside the “Bird Cage.” This was a favorite feature for Mistress Oasis.

Again, for being cheap, it’s not a bad cage – for play and maybe short-term fun wear. It will lock you up, prevent you from masturbating yourself to orgasm, and it looks pretty cool, too. Mistress Oasis especially liked how the head of my cock would bulge through the bars when I got hard. This was the cage I wore for a couple of days to determine if I would be interested in actually engaging in long term lock-up.  The very first thing I noticed was that this cage created a large, banana-shaped bulge in my pants. Yeah, I know – how is that a problem? Well, this bulge was ridiculous. It looked very much like I’d stuffed a sock down my leg. So, I knew that this cage would not be appropriate for work, or even wandering around in general public. But, I did realize that I was comfortable with the idea of wearing a cage long term. We discussed finding a more practical cage. We decided on the CB6000 from CBX.com.

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Life With My Cock In a Cage: Part 2 – Not Rocket Science, But Close

Maybe you’re reading this as a guy wanting to be caged yourself. Or maybe you’re already a caged male looking to see how my experience compares with yours. Perhaps you are a woman considering chastity for your own man. Whatever your reason for reading this, all I’m offering are my experiences and my reasons for being caged. Each man or couple who are involved in chastity do it for their own reasons.

I don’t wear my cage to prevent infidelity. I don’t have a problem with infidelity. I don’t wear it to prevent masturbation, either. Some guys wear a cage to see how long they can “survive” without having an orgasm. That’s not me. Others wear one because of the constant sense of arousal they get from it. My arousal comes at the hands of my Mistress, not my cage.

For me, the cage is the symbol of my love and devotion to Mistress Oasis. In fact, she refers to it as my wedding ring. My orgasms are hers, and she’s not stingy with me. In fact, she enjoys making me climax. It’s control. We don’t try for marathon stretches of orgasm denial. In fact, I care less about orgasms than I do about receiving pain and spending time in subspace. I can be tortured for hours with no orgasm – and be perfectly content. So, the idea of orgasm denial is kind of lost on me. But, she loves to see my body yield to her in that way. She enjoys watching me lose control at her hands, so I’m never orgasm deprived.

I can’t wear a collar 24/7. I don’t want a tattoo that says “property of” anyone – even though I do consider myself her property. My cage, locked and unlocked exclusively by her, is our chosen sign of my love, devotion, dedication, and servitude to Mistress Oasis. She loves how it looks. She loves the control it gives her. She loves the meaning and the symbolism it holds.

The bottom line of male chastity is this: for us men, the penis is a juggernaut. It defines our “maleness.” Masculine men fear losing it. Even “sissies” and cross dressers focus on their penises for the source of their pleasure. It makes us “men.” Look at the overwhelming array of treatments advertised today for erectile dysfunction, premature ejaculation, and “low testosterone.” Involuntarily losing the penis or its functionality is a fear most men share deep inside.

With that thought in mind, we can understand the profoundness of male chastity. Giving up free control of the penis evokes powerful emotions. The feeling of having our manhood encased in some rigid apparatus draws our attention to it. Having the choice of touching it or not touching it taken away evokes many primal feelings. Not being allowed the freedom to produce our own orgasms at will causes most men a fair bit of anxiety. Oh, yes, it’s always in the back of all our minds, at some level.

So, we invent devices that deny us access to that thing which makes us men – at least temporarily. Like other types of bondage, it allows us to feel that loss of control, that helplessness, even a sense of desperation. But, we do it in a safe environment. For those going it alone, they explore this mindscape with the reassurance that rescue is only as far away as the key or something that can cut away a plastic lock. For those of us with a keyholder, our safety net is the trust we hold in that person to release us if we ever declare that we truly cannot stand it anymore. That trust can evoke feelings and sentiments that become equally as strong as the anxieties awakened by surrendering free will over our manhood. In fact, the trust and love I have for Mistress Oasis is stronger than I’ve ever had for anyone else in my life.

However, the act of encasing one’s penis in metal or plastic creates its own plethora of challenges. Putting a cage on for awhile during a scene normally brings with it no ill effects or inconveniences. But, when the decision is made to wear one for extended periods, challenges arise.

Fit – If a cage is a little big or a little too small during play, it’s no big deal. But, an ill-fitting cage manifests itself as an uncomfortable burden within a few hours. And, getting a cage that fits “properly” is not easy. The penis doesn’t stay the same size all day long. It grows, it shrinks, and it even shrivels. Many cages rely on the balls and scrotum to keep them in place. But, those don’t even stay the same. They loosen and tighten throughout the day. This is why many men who pursue the practice of male chastity wind up going through multiple brands and styles of cages. And, just because one <i>appears<i> to be just what you are looking for online, you can never predict what flaws you’ll find in the design until you get it, and put it on. There are many things to consider – length, girth, curvature, construction material, gap between a base ring and the cage, locking method, assembly, pinch points, weight, oval verses round base ring, etc. The list goes on and on.

Hygiene– Have you ever had to wear a cast? How did it smell after a couple of weeks? Well, a man’s genitals sweat just like an arm or a leg does. Base rings collect dead skin and substances that emit through the skin’s pores throughout the day. The CB3000 type cages, made of plastic, are well known for building up a lot of humidity inside. It is possible to clean chastity cages without removing them, but it is time consuming and takes some effort.

Urination – Unfortunately, to entrap the source of your sexual arousal in a cage also means that you must entrap a very practical appendage in a cage. I’m going to discuss this a lot, because it is an everyday reality that you will have to deal with if you wear a cage long term. You urinate through your penis, which is now in a cage. Most manufacturers include some sort of opening or slot at the tip of their cages to allow for urination. However, pissing with a cage on is never, never anywhere similar to pissing without one. You can’t “shake” clean with a cage on. And, depending on the style of cage, there is never a clean, steady stream. You kind of spray in an unpredictable pattern. And often, some of it dribbles down along the bottom of the cage. If you have a PA piercing, it exacerbates this effect. A lot of cages have a downward curvature, making a straight-forward aim toward a stand-up urinal almost impossible. Often, sitting to urinate becomes your only option for making sure you don’t soak your pants.

Conceal-ability – Almost all of the manufacturers out there will advertise that their cages will “disappear” under your clothing. Maybe so, if you wear combat fatigues. But, I know from personal experience that business clothes and jeans can easily outline the thing that you are trying to hide down there. And, if you’ve ever used a public men’s room, you know that usually those partitions between urinals don’t really prevent anyone from seeing what you’ve got down there. And, just how much fiddling and fumbling can you do while trying to get the apparatus back in your pants before someone starts to wonder just what you’re doing with your junk over there?

Comfort– Even after finding the “perfect” fit – the real test has not yet begun. A cage feels much different when you are naked than it does when it’s tucked into a pair of pants and you are sitting, squatting, kneeling down, or lying on your stomach if you are a handyman like me. Every different position with clothes on presses and shoves the cage in one direction or another. Skin can get pinched between the clothing and the cage. Sitting for long periods can press the edges of the cage into skin, causing discomfort over time. One thing I hated about wearing cages with base rings is how my balls continually got smashed up against the inside of my trousers whenever I sat.

All of these challenges, and still there are lots of us men who choose to do it anyway. None of what I’ve discussed above is to disparage male chastity itself, but only to shed light on the challenges we face once we start down that road. In my next installment of this series, I’ll begin to describe the various cages I’ve tried, along with the characteristics I found to be positive and negative.

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Life With My Cock In a Cage: Trials and Lessons of Male Chastity- Part 1

Note: In this series, I’ve posted links to videos that Mistress Oasis and I made to demonstrate various cages. Due to WordPress’s limited reliability concerning video file hosting (slow/buffering), I had the videos uploaded to Porn Hub. If you do not wish to have your computer navigate to Porn Hub, please DO NOT click on any images that indicate a video file. Each such link is specifically identified in its caption.


This 8 part series of blog posts chronicles my experiences with male chastity within a Female Led Relationship. I wanted to share with my readers what I’ve learned after having tried various “cages,” and expound on the realities of wearing a cage long-term versus the fantasy images that many guys have concerning being “locked.” This will include reviewing several examples of how wearing a cage affects your everyday life in ways you may have never even thought of. And, let’s face it – this is a great excuse to post a bunch of pictures of my cock without them really qualifying as “dick pics!” Right??

So, let’s get started.

Brief History– For many years, I had no desire to have my cock “caged.” In fact, I’m not even sure I was overtly aware of the existence of cock cages until only about seven years ago. I remember a girlfriend bringing up the idea, and explaining the concept of putting something on my dick that would completely cover and “lock” it. I remember thinking – and saying – “What the fuck would I want to do that for?”

A couple of years later, I was in service to “Mistress X,” whom I talk about in Energy and BDSM.” She had me tidying up her toy closet one day. (Yes, besides a play room, she had an ENTIRE CLOSET just for toys!) I found a CB3000 cage amongst the toys. I showed it to her, and asked if she’d ever caged a sub for extended periods before. She said she had on a few occasions. We discussed the subject broadly, and my curiosity began to stir about what it would be like to wear one long term, which I communicated to her. (At that point, “long term” in my mind equated to about a week or so.) However, she didn’t jump at the opportunity. Instead, she explained that it was a big decision, and not a simple thing to be caged. She offered to discuss it later, depending on how I did showing my submission in other ways.

About a month later, after an evening of play, Mistress X asked if I’d like to try wearing the cage overnight as I slept. (I spent weekends with Mistress X, and slept in the guest room – our relationship was non-sexual.) I agreed to try it. I recall being somewhat apprehensive, somewhat excited, and somewhat curious. We put the cage on and she placed a lock in the retaining post, but did not secure it. It was entirely up to me that night whether the cage stayed on or came off.

It was an interesting evening, indeed. In one sense, there was nothing really special going on. There was a plastic ring around my balls and a plastic tube encasing my cock – that’s all. However, it still kept me keenly aware of and focused on my genitals. In a way, it felt kind of sexy. And, still there was a sense of loss of my free will. I tried to imagine how I’d feel if this thing was locked, and someone else was in charge of when it came off. That idea bothered my independent, Alpha male senses.  “But, what if I were in love and owned by that woman? ,” I thought to myself in the dark.  Ahhhhhhh….that thought sparked a little more understanding. And, with some vague images of myself in a collar, lying next to a Domme who’s heart was connected to mine, and my manhood securely locked up in a cage, I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, I took the cage off before going to the restroom. I cleaned and dried it, and went to the kitchen to start my day’s chores. At breakfast, Mistress X and I talked about the experience. I admitted that, indeed, it invoked a lot of feelings. I did not wear the cage again at Mistress X’s.

Fast forward a couple of years. I’d met Mistress Oasis and we had begun playing. She had one of those inexpensive “one size fits all” cages in her toy collection. We began incorporating that in our play. And, somewhere along the way, we fell in love.

This is where my journey down the male chastity path began.

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Are You Entitled to the Luxury of a Domme?

I want to give proper credit to @SinCityGrrl for a tweet that served to stir my brain ,and give me the idea for this article.

In her tweet, @SinCityGrrl says “Sex workers provide a luxury service. You are not entitled to us. If you can’t afford it – too bad.”

Upon reading the full tweet, and some of its 45 comments, I started thinking, “Wow, this sounds a lot like what Dommes (professional as well as lifestyle) say about ‘subs’ online.” One of the comments even mentioned guys who call and request an escort, and when she arrives, they say, “Oh, I cannot afford X … but since you’re already here, can you do me for Y?'” (Lower price.)

When I read that, I thought, “Damn, are these professional women or used cars?” I’ve known several Pro-Dommes personally, but have never actually procured the services of a “sex worker.” I’ve always assumed that it was just understood – the professional names a price, and the client pays it. I never imagined that there was “haggling” going on.

Reading on through all the comments – many from other sex workers – it hit me. The words “luxury” and “entitled” kept getting repeated.

In my book, “FemDom Dating,” I keep circling back to a common theme. What I teach submissive men is to set aside the “Fantasy Dominatrix” image and the sexual ideas when approaching Dominant women, and approach them as human beings – seeing them for the people that they are in daily life first. Most men tend to see a Domme’s profile, focus on the racy pics and the fetish list, and approach her as the high heeled, leather clad, whip wielding cartoon character in their sexual fantasies.

This tweet served to shine a light on something else that is present in their approach – “entitlement.”

Many guys approach Dommes (and yes – they approach female subs, too) as if they are entitled to the attributes and talents that these women possess. I think most women on FetLife and the various kinky dating sites can agree with me. Most messages – even the ones that just say “HI” come off as – “Hi, I see you’re a Domme (or a sub, or slave, or whatever). When do we get started?

In fact, these messages and approaches almost reek of – “Okay, you say you’re a Domme. You wrote that you enjoy x, y, and z. You posted pictures of your tits. You got me turned on. Now you owe it to me to interact with me on that level.

Kinky companions (Dommes especially) are indeed a luxury, guys.

You know, if you have a roof over your head, food in your belly at least twice a day, clean water to drink, and clothes on your back – you’re doing a shitload better than a very large segment of the world’s population. (I know personally… I spent considerable time in a war-torn African country. If you have a computer to read this stuff – you’re doing quite well in life.) Everything else is really a luxury when you think about it. Things we take for granted – indoor running water, a job, a car, spare money, the internet – are all extras that nature did not choose to automatically supply us with.

And, at the very top of the great luxury pyramid sit our unique sexual desires. BDSM is one of the most unique. BDSM activities do not come naturally. They take trust, knowledge, and skill. And yet, so many men set up online profiles and start messaging women as if those women owe it to them to participate in whatever they suggest. Isn’t that crazy?

Have you ever wondered why men refer to having sex as “getting lucky?” Because it’s not easy to get there!! Why should winning a Domme over be any different? No Domme has ever created a profile and posted photos and writings with you specifically in mind. And, isn’t finding someone who’s kinky desires match your own a luxury indeed?

If you don’t see it as a luxury, try the vanilla dating world for awhile. After a night in the sack with a vanilla girl  (lol…or even better, BEFORE you’ve had sex the first time), tell her that now you’d like to be tied up, beaten, etc – whatever your particular submissive fantasies are. If talking to a Domme – at the WORST, she would perhaps negotiate with you as to what things she’s willing to do and what she isn’t. But, it would be a calm, non-judgmental discussion. Most vanilla women would look at you with polite disgust and quickly take their leave – probably blocking your number from their phone shortly after getting in their car.

So, are Dommes and Mistresses luxuries? You’re damned right they are!
Are you entitled to what they have to offer? You are a fool to think so. Even once you establish a relationship – you are never really entitled.

I am owned and collared by Mistress Oasis. She is in love with me. And even those realities do not entitle me to the things she does on a D/s or S/M level. I earn those things on a daily basis with my words, actions, and mindset. And, if you think that “earning” equates to me being naked, collared, and doing house chores all day – you’re still in fantasy land. It’s earned by attitude, emotional investment, communication, and devotion to her as a person, even when I’m fully clothed and wandering about in the vanilla world with her. So, you see, even as a collared sub who lives this thing 24/7 – her dominance, her sadism, her command of me are all luxuries – extras that make my life a dream come true.

So, think about that before you start typing that next “Hi” message. Rather than excitedly fantasizing about what she can to to satisfy your submissive cravings, ask yourself how you will earn the luxury of having a friendship with this person. You might be amazed at how your luck changes.

Find more direct, honest, and effective advice like this when you purchase my book “FemDom Dating” – available on Amazon and other online book retailers. $4.99 Ebook / $9.99 Paperback

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