Long-term chastity is not for the fucking weak. It requires that you not only have the ability to control your extreme sexual cravings but also have a willing support system around you to maintain focus and direction.
Also, having no choice in the matter is a big help! (Thank you Daddy).
Being caged to some extent has always been part of our dynamic (Daddy and I’s), so taking the leap into something long-term really wasn’t that hard of a concept for us. And while I won’t try to tell you that the experience was all rosebuds and continuous loads of Daddy’s love pudding, I wouldn’t trade this experience for anything.
So why be a caged faggot?
Chastity, for me, is much like my collar. While it doesn’t hold the same symbolize it is a constant reminder of my submission and position within O/our dynamic.
And then there is the fact that being caged turns you into a quivering feral example of a human husk. My sex drive normally sits right at around an 8.5 out of 10. I’m generally ready and willing for funsies anytime, anywhere. I mean, I have given Daddy a blowie while shopping for a new bender at Bed Bath and Beyond.
But toss my dick into a cage, and my need to be a cum guzzling faggot is unreal.
What’s it like…being a caged faggot?!
The first few days are fucking easy. If you have a quality, good-fitting cage, then you totally forget that you are wearing it. A dick is a very sensitive thing. There are tons of nerves down there. Your mind filters out the day to day sensations, that is until about day 4 when you consciously begin to notice that you really feel nothing. That constant input of feeling isn’t there anymore. It’s a little like having your TV on mute. You can see things happening, but you can’t hear shit. Having a cage on is a lot like this. You are completely aware that you have a dick, but it’s isolated, and that continuous input of feel doesn’t exist. It’s a fucking head trip, and from what I’m told, it’s generally the point most ask to be released.
However, if you can make it past this point, that dullness starts to become a search for any stimulation, and then the simple motion that comes from walking becomes an erotic act.
If you make it this far, you are well on your way to experiencing a considerable fucking head trip which will really begin to reinforce your submissive tendencies.
It’s right around this time that my craving to be used for any purpose because very fucking powerful, and most days occupied my nearly every thought.
I have considered allowing things to be done to me that would have never been on the table before. I want more protocols and stricter punishments, pushing me into a very deep headspace, dare I say, nearly slave-like.
This is when it’s very helpful to have the support of a good Dom. Someone who can refocus your energy and sexuality. Channeling all of that frustration into positive results. For me, that was weight loss, healthier habits, and, of course, expanding my submissive experiences.
Total Submission — I want Abuse!
The idea of being someone’s slave was never all that attractive to me. Sure, I count myself as a submissive. I have always been on the Alpha side of that coin until day-to-day access to my clit wasn’t a thing anymore.
I have heard this said over and over again, that when you are caged — you are willing to do shit that you would never do, and it’s completely the truth.
I want to be an object. I want to have no rights, no way out. I want to be forced to do unspeakable things. I want to be pimped out, used as a faceless fucktoy. I am a needy dirty faggot, despite for cum.
Being caged makes you very subjective. Under the control and direction of a caring, strong Dom, this newfound subjection and submissive nature can be channeled into lots of fun, extreme, and even positive life-changing directions.
You want to please others since you yourself are unable to directly pleasure yourself. Daddy prefers that I’m in a constant sexually frustrated state. But beyond that, he’s also able to mold and motivate me to seek out goals or objectives I wouldn’t have desired to work towards.
Outside of the regular self-help fucking Jack LaLanne kind of shit, I really wanted to be-cum that Himbo I have always had the desire to be and also get back in touch with my inner power-bottom with a concentration on gaping the fuck out of my cult.
Daddy and I discussed this, knowing that having a reinforced plan was important to this goal. We set a clear expectation that I would use my fuck machine at least three times a week for no less than 30 minutes and wear progressive larger plugs in between. The net result has been the puffy-blown-out slop sink of a hole I have always wanted.
I have also lost 30+ pounds as a result of all of this anally focused attention. I’m telling you, wearing a fairly large plug in your ass for 4 to 8 hours a day has a very interesting effect on your appetite. Since I had this warm, full feeling all the time, I found that I really had no desire to “snack,” and my meals became smaller and lighter. Mainly because trying to douche the sins of last night’s fucking Chipotle away is time-consuming, and when Daddy expects you the be plugged and gaping, you do NOT want to disappoint, or else there may be real consequences.
So..What’s Next?!
Daddy and I have had some general discussions, and being caged is now a way of life. I have fallen into a good rhythm, and personally, W/we see no reason for that to change. In fact, the idea of him fucking putting epoxy, or super glue, into the keyhole of my cage is extremely exciting to me; however, a few times a year, I am required to have an MRI and other medical tests done, which will require the supervised removal of my cage.
For now W/we have agreed to another year locked up with a few rules to help further lessen the has my clit has:
Rule 1: I will be locked 24/7 with no more than 1 hour a month free. This way, I can pull maintenance and ensure everything cools down there.
Rule 2: I am required to train my hole at least 3 days a week. And I am to wear a series of granulating plugs for at least 4 hours daily to help maintain the gape. Daddy would prefer my cunt be completely blown out and sloppy all the time, and if I can, that is what he will get.
Rule 3: I will be permitted to have ruined orgasms as a means of maintaining good prostate health (doctor’s orders). This includes using strong and high-powered estim to cause involuntary ejaculation.
Rule 4: Daddy will be the only one with a key and the only one allowed to unlock me.
Rule 5: brakes are okay. This was one I wasn’t all that okay with, but Daddy insisted on it. He can order me to take a cage brake. I have MS, and sometimes the cage can be over-stimulating, which sounds fucking counterintuitive, but it happened over the course of the previous year a few times.
It’s important, just like with any kink act, that you perform it with safety and your own health as the top priority. Having a key holder to help you manage all of this is extremely helpful.
As for my goals, this year, I plan on working out and lifting aggressively. I want to get big and start backfilling into the himbo I know I am deep inside. Don’t get me wrong, I do not have dysmorphia or body image issues that I am aware of. But being a large stupid fagdump with massive legs, ass, chest, and arms just has an appellee to me. I figure the overall result will be a generally healthier self; I see this as a fucking win-win.
Advice for others?
I am the last person in this fucking world that should be giving out any advice. But if you ask me if you should try your luck with chastity, all I have to tell you is, why not? I have some suggestions to help keep you safe and healthy, however.
First, don’t be cheap and get yourself a good cage. Nothing off Amazon — while I have found some nice metal cages on there, if you plan on being caged up for more than a few days, then go with something lite and made well. I suggest going with any of the Cobra Cages from KinkD3 (https://kink3d.com). They make fantastic products and have great support. You can purchase them directly from their website or Mr. S Leather. Also, make sure to wear a good-fitting jockstrap. All cages have weight to them, and that little extra support is really important and nice to have.
Second, whatever cage you get, make sure it fits very well. In theory, your cage should fit you perfectly when you are soft since that is really the state you will be in most of the time. Yes, you will get hard, and your dick is going to strain against the cage. Don’t worry, it’s normal, and in time, your body will adjust. Personally, I love the feeling of my dick bashing itself hopelessly against my cage since it serves as yet another reminder to myself of my position as a faggot.
Third, like everything in the kink world, start slow. Fist-pigs weren’t masters of the anal arts day one, nor will you be when it comes to chastity. Take your time, and listen to your body.
