Chasistity

[Bscott766]

I have an question for all the cucks out there. Are keep in chastity and for how long?

Is it uncomfortable, do you get chaffing? Is it noticeable in your pants? Do you enjoy it, if so what do like about it.

If you have a thinker cock did you find one that fits.

[trecital]

If you have a thinker cock did you find one that fits.

Hmm, a chastity cage for a "thinker" cock....

Well, I suppose all chastity cages, when worn, would probably make you contemplate the meaning of life, or other philosophical questions. So, they might all 'fit' a 'thinker cock'.
My cock is often a 'thinker' cock, in that it does seem to be the thing that is in charge of me, my brain taking a good rest.

Of course, I'm sure that was a typo, and you meant "thinner" cock.
But, as I'm only an occasional chastity cage wearer I can't really answer your query.

"Chasistity".....is that chastity for sissies?

[submissivedanny]

I've been in chastity for over 15 years now. I'm in chastity for the most part 24/7. The only time my cage comes off is for cleaning every night. It was uncomfortable at first but over several weeks I got used to it and it doesn't bother me. In fact when it's off I feel naked without it. I haven't noticed and chaffing and it's not noticeable in my pants mainly because I have a very small cock so I have a very small cage.

[Long Lurker 34]

If you have a thinker cock did you find one that fits.

Hmm, a chastity cage for a "thinker" cock....

Well, I suppose all chastity cages, when worn, would probably make you contemplate the meaning of life, or other philosophical questions. So, they might all 'fit' a 'thinker cock'.
My cock is often a 'thinker' cock, in that it does seem to be the thing that is in charge of me, my brain taking a good rest.

Of course, I'm sure that was a typo, and you meant "thinner" cock.
But, as I'm only an occasional chastity cage wearer I can't really answer your query.

"Chasistity".....is that chastity for sissies?

T - Well there is always the thing about "big head and little head" and which one is doing the thinking. In this case it would appear the "little" one is unusually more contemplative and introspective.

[iloanmywife]

There are a lot of websites and forums dedicated to the subject, but you're going to have to sift wheat from chaff. And there are dozens of informative threads on OHW dealing with chastity, with the same qualifier.

Most couples who experiment with chastity do it as a form of short-term foreplay, measured in hours and days rather than months and years. Many online chastity discussions devolve into a game of one-upsmanship, so it's difficult to gauge how people actually do denial play. Guys are generally unwilling to weld permanent cages around their dicks and forsake orgasms for life. I'll describe our own chastity adventures, not as advice but as a data point for how others have played.

[Sorry for the long post. It's more than I intended but apparently I still have thoughts about chastity.]

For an extended phase of our hotwife/cuckold adventures my wife and I regularly practiced weekend chastity play. I usually travel for work Monday through Thursday. When I'd get home from the airport on Thursday night I'd find my cage waiting for me on our bed or my nightstand. I'd put it on and then hand my wife the key, perhaps while she was making dinner or in the middle of something else. We said nothing about it and it was never some big event. She decided when it came off.

When I suggested we re-attempt chastity play, I described it as my sacrifice to her to demonstrate my love. A sacrifice offering. I'd surrender my orgasms to her, while she enjoyed orgasms with other men and gave those men orgasms. She agreed to try it with the stipulation that it had to feel real for it to be interesting to her. She didn't want it to be a few hours of denial foreplay at dinner that culminated in my orgasm when we got home, entirely for my benefit and entirely to enhance my own orgasm. That was how our first few chastity experiments had gone, years earlier with some cheap cages. She had been ho-hum about those experiences, but she enthusiastically agreed that this type of play was exhilarating, that it heightened her own orgasms to deny mine.

For her to get into it she wanted to call the shots for real. She'd accommodate my travel schedule, but beyond that I promised never to ask/demand to be released except for some sort of emergency. She didn't even want to discuss it or make our sex life about my sexual angst. My orgasm, or lack thereof, was not the focal point. If I had been sincere about giving up my orgasms to her, then denial was my reward. It was semi-taboo for me even to mention chastity until it was time for release. If she saw me adjusting myself then might ask if a particular pair of jeans were fitting uncomfortably because of the cage, for instance, but beyond that it was not discussed, even -- especially -- during intimate moments. That was a deal killer. It was not my place to ask for release.

So each Thursday night I locked myself, hoping but never expecting to be released after she got laid. Maybe on Thursday night in bed she'd roll over and put her hands down my boxers and confess in whispers to naughty things she had done while I had been out of town, gently cupping my balls in her hand or running a finger down my taint to my button. I might whimper and leak but I wasn't coming out of the cage.

Be careful what you wish for. It sounds like a denial fantasy come true, but she learned to get off on me not getting off. Literally knowing that I couldn't cum enhanced her own sexual pleasure with other men. This was also true for more practical reasons, like after she got home from a date and was too sore for sex and too tired from being up all night. "Just because he fucked me doesn't me you get to, too." She was exhausted and it was convenient to keep me caged rather than trying to humor me with a pity fuck. She'd usually let me eat her to orgasm before she fell asleep, but I wasn't getting laid, and I knew that if I balked we'd be done with chastity forever.

If she didn't have a date that weekend then she might uncage me after I dutifully got her off, but her orgasm(s) didn't guarantee my release. One night alone I fucked her to multiple orgasms with my giant strap-on dildo. She stopped me because she was getting numb from cumming so much. I paused on top of her, dildo still inside of her, while she caught her breath and recovered. When we had calmed down she held my face in her hands and whispered, in this voice of affected sympathy, that she wasn't going to unlock me. "I'm so sorry, baby..." like she was consoling me, "...you have to stay in your cage tonight." She pulled my face to hers and kissed me and told me how sorry she was an I started slowly pumping again. She had this perfect tone of genuine compassion, and I'm sure part of her actually did feel truly sorry for me, but more than that it turned her on to torment me like that. She was repeating, "I'm so sorry" and "My poor cuckold." and "You have to stay locked." The more she taunted me the harder I fucked her, in frenzied desperation. She was screaming -- SCREAMING --and breathless, but she didn't tell me to stop. I was in a lust-fueled tantrum and did my best to split her in half, and she kept cumming. She was a crying, quivering mess when we ran out of steam, and when I finally stopped she repeated, "I'm so sorry, baby." She was unbroken.

She's also given me the news as she was orgasming or about to orgasm, crying out while licked her hard clit that "I'm not going to uncage you." It's that little kicker that sends her over the edge. Her pussy would gush heavily as soon as she shouted it, and she'd cum on an enhanced sexual high. Diabolical, but her prerogative.

A couple of times she actually forgot to take me out at all, not out of denial but because we were busy. I'd patiently get ready on Sunday evening, cautiously hoping for an end of weekend session. We'd fall asleep and then Monday morning at stupid-dark-thirty with a car waiting for me in the driveway, I'd have to wake her up to unlock me before I left for the airport. "Oh, sorry baby." Then I braced for a frustrating travel week.

There were also happy endings, so to speak; it wasn't all denial. One night she walked into our bedroom after an early date. I was watching TV and waiting up. She hiked her skirt (no panties), straddled my face, and said "Eat cum from my pussy." Unprotected sex was still a grey area for us at the time, but I didn't say a word. I sucked some dude's tangy-tasting semen from my wife's slit like a starving man. She steadied herself on the headboard and looked down at me. She looked disheveled, flushed and sweaty, and I realized she must have just had sex moments ago. WTF, had he been in the house? [Spoiler: in our garage]. After I finished her creampie she unlocked me, climbed on, and slid me inside her. I desperately wanted to savor the moment so I grabbed her hips to hold her steady, but she fought me by grinding her hips and gliding her sloppy, loose pussy up and down my erection. I blew so quickly I wanted to cry, mentally trying to process what had been fifteen seconds of utter euphoria.

She loved my demeanor shifts in chastity, more eager to please and agreeable. I wasn't irritable, with her at least, though I slept like shit. I'd pull down her panties in the middle of the night while she was sleeping, still mostly asleep myself, just to eat her pussy. She'd wake up halfway to orgasm, cum, and then she'd go back to sleep. I've never heard anyone use the term "sleep cunninglingus" but it's a real thing. I ate her pussy all the time, any time she'd let me: legs spread on the kitchen island, watching a movie with a glass of wine in her hand, while she was sunbathing on the back patio. Eating pussy while caged is like drinking seawater while dying of thirst.

We haven't practiced chastity recently, for various reasons. But there's no doubt that it turned our sex life up to 11 while we did it.

[stonemtncouple]

Wow !! Great story! Great Post!

[Long Lurker 34]

There are a lot of websites and forums dedicated to the subject, but you're going to have to sift wheat from chaff. And there are dozens of informative threads on OHW dealing with chastity, with the same qualifier.

Most couples who experiment with chastity do it as a form of short-term foreplay, measured in hours and days rather than months and years. Many online chastity discussions devolve into a game of one-upsmanship, so it's difficult to gauge how people actually do denial play. Guys are generally unwilling to weld permanent cages around their dicks and forsake orgasms for life. I'll describe our own chastity adventures, not as advice but as a data point for how others have played.

[Sorry for the long post. It's more than I intended but apparently I still have thoughts about chastity.]

For an extended phase of our hotwife/cuckold adventures my wife and I regularly practiced weekend chastity play. I usually travel for work Monday through Thursday. When I'd get home from the airport on Thursday night I'd find my cage waiting for me on our bed or my nightstand. I'd put it on and then hand my wife the key, perhaps while she was making dinner or in the middle of something else. We said nothing about it and it was never some big event. She decided when it came off.

When I suggested we re-attempt chastity play, I described it as my sacrifice to her to demonstrate my love. A sacrifice offering. I'd surrender my orgasms to her, while she enjoyed orgasms with other men and gave those men orgasms. She agreed to try it with the stipulation that it had to feel real for it to be interesting to her. She didn't want it to be a few hours of denial foreplay at dinner that culminated in my orgasm when we got home, entirely for my benefit and entirely to enhance my own orgasm. That was how our first few chastity experiments had gone, years earlier with some cheap cages. She had been ho-hum about those experiences, but she enthusiastically agreed that this type of play was exhilarating, that it heightened her own orgasms to deny mine.

For her to get into it she wanted to call the shots for real. She'd accommodate my travel schedule, but beyond that I promised never to ask/demand to be released except for some sort of emergency. She didn't even want to discuss it or make our sex life about my sexual angst. My orgasm, or lack thereof, was not the focal point. If I had been sincere about giving up my orgasms to her, then denial was my reward. It was semi-taboo for me even to mention chastity until it was time for release. If she saw me adjusting myself then might ask if a particular pair of jeans were fitting uncomfortably because of the cage, for instance, but beyond that it was not discussed, even -- especially -- during intimate moments. That was a deal killer. It was not my place to ask for release.

So each Thursday night I locked myself, hoping but never expecting to be released after she got laid. Maybe on Thursday night in bed she'd roll over and put her hands down my boxers and confess in whispers to naughty things she had done while I had been out of town, gently cupping my balls in her hand or running a finger down my taint to my button. I might whimper and leak but I wasn't coming out of the cage.

Be careful what you wish for. It sounds like a denial fantasy come true, but she learned to get off on me not getting off. Literally knowing that I couldn't cum enhanced her own sexual pleasure with other men. This was also true for more practical reasons, like after she got home from a date and was too sore for sex and too tired from being up all night. "Just because he fucked me doesn't me you get to, too." She was exhausted and it was convenient to keep me caged rather than trying to humor me with a pity fuck. She'd usually let me eat her to orgasm before she fell asleep, but I wasn't getting laid, and I knew that if I balked we'd be done with chastity forever.

If she didn't have a date that weekend then she might uncage me after I dutifully got her off, but her orgasm(s) didn't guarantee my release. One night alone I fucked her to multiple orgasms with my giant strap-on dildo. She stopped me because she was getting numb from cumming so much. I paused on top of her, dildo still inside of her, while she caught her breath and recovered. When we had calmed down she held my face in her hands and whispered, in this voice of affected sympathy, that she wasn't going to unlock me. "I'm so sorry, baby..." like she was consoling me, "...you have to stay in your cage tonight." She pulled my face to hers and kissed me and told me how sorry she was an I started slowly pumping again. She had this perfect tone of genuine compassion, and I'm sure part of her actually did feel truly sorry for me, but more than that it turned her on to torment me like that. She was repeating, "I'm so sorry" and "My poor cuckold." and "You have to stay locked." The more she taunted me the harder I fucked her, in frenzied desperation. She was screaming -- SCREAMING --and breathless, but she didn't tell me to stop. I was in a lust-fueled tantrum and did my best to split her in half, and she kept cumming. She was a crying, quivering mess when we ran out of steam, and when I finally stopped she repeated, "I'm so sorry, baby." She was unbroken.

She's also given me the news as she was orgasming or about to orgasm, crying out while licked her hard clit that "I'm not going to uncage you." It's that little kicker that sends her over the edge. Her pussy would gush heavily as soon as she shouted it, and she'd cum on an enhanced sexual high. Diabolical, but her prerogative.

A couple of times she actually forgot to take me out at all, not out of denial but because we were busy. I'd patiently get ready on Sunday evening, cautiously hoping for an end of weekend session. We'd fall asleep and then Monday morning at stupid-dark-thirty with a car waiting for me in the driveway, I'd have to wake her up to unlock me before I left for the airport. "Oh, sorry baby." Then I braced for a frustrating travel week.

There were also happy endings, so to speak; it wasn't all denial. One night she walked into our bedroom after an early date. I was watching TV and waiting up. She hiked her skirt (no panties), straddled my face, and said "Eat cum from my pussy." Unprotected sex was still a grey area for us at the time, but I didn't say a word. I sucked some dude's tangy-tasting semen from my wife's slit like a starving man. She steadied herself on the headboard and looked down at me. She looked disheveled, flushed and sweaty, and I realized she must have just had sex moments ago. WTF, had he been in the house? [Spoiler: in our garage]. After I finished her creampie she unlocked me, climbed on, and slid me inside her. I desperately wanted to savor the moment so I grabbed her hips to hold her steady, but she fought me by grinding her hips and gliding her sloppy, loose pussy up and down my erection. I blew so quickly I wanted to cry, mentally trying to process what had been fifteen seconds of utter euphoria.

She loved my demeanor shifts in chastity, more eager to please and agreeable. I wasn't irritable, with her at least, though I slept like shit. I'd pull down her panties in the middle of the night while she was sleeping, still mostly asleep myself, just to eat her pussy. She'd wake up halfway to orgasm, cum, and then she'd go back to sleep. I've never heard anyone use the term "sleep cunninglingus" but it's a real thing. I ate her pussy all the time, any time she'd let me: legs spread on the kitchen island, watching a movie with a glass of wine in her hand, while she was sunbathing on the back patio. Eating pussy while caged is like drinking seawater while dying of thirst.

We haven't practiced chastity recently, for various reasons. But there's no doubt that it turned our sex life up to 11 while we did it.

ILMW - From your telling here it seems your wife was quite active nearly every weekend?
- How long did you travel this path?
- Do you think you will restart at some point?
- Is your wife still HWing?

[iloanmywife]

ILMW - From your telling here it seems your wife was quite active nearly every weekend?
- How long did you travel this path?
- Do you think you will restart at some point?
- Is your wife still HWing?

We dabbled in chastity for a couple of years and I'd estimate over a year of legitimately enforced weekend chastity. Even during that chastity period there were mini-chapters of our lives, but on average she probably fucked other men about half of those weekends. When she was being serially monogamous with one man then it was usually multiple times per week, like a lunchtime fuck session while I was gone and then a longer date (sometimes overnight) on the weekend when I was home to watch the kids. if she was actively meeting new guys from dating sites then it got kind of crazy and more unpredictable. A meet-and-greet for drinks might turn into a blowjob in his truck out back. An afternoon coffee might be just that, or she might end up at his condo and not get home until the evening.

Our motto at the time was "Friday night is date night" so that we could try to keep Saturday night to ourselves. That didn't always work, but that was the goal. Later, when she had a long-term actual boyfriend, that became "Thursday night is sleepover night" for similar reasons. She got to have quality alone time with her other man, but I got to have her for the entire weekend.

She's talked about re-introducing chastity, but I'm leaving that completely up to her. And she's always a hotwife, even when she's not actually fucking other men. We both know she can even when she doesn't, which means it's always hot. We've been far less active recently because our personal lives are relentlessly, brutally busy. Time is the biggest cock-block of them all.

She occasionally visits her ex-boyfriend "to talk." We've been back in contact with a man with whom we had a 100% open casual sharing situation for the longest time, so we'll see where that leads. And we've been trading messages with a new guy, to see if there might be a mutual fit. After what seems like the longest time, we may have a new set of adventures in our near future.

[Long Lurker 34]

ILMW - From your telling here it seems your wife was quite active nearly every weekend?
- How long did you travel this path?
- Do you think you will restart at some point?
- Is your wife still HWing?

We dabbled in chastity for a couple of years and I'd estimate over a year of legitimately enforced weekend chastity. Even during that chastity period there were mini-chapters of our lives, but on average she probably fucked other men about half of those weekends. When she was being serially monogamous with one man then it was usually multiple times per week, like a lunchtime fuck session while I was gone and then a longer date (sometimes overnight) on the weekend when I was home to watch the kids. if she was actively meeting new guys from dating sites then it got kind of crazy and more unpredictable. A meet-and-greet for drinks might turn into a blowjob in his truck out back. An afternoon coffee might be just that, or she might end up at his condo and not get home until the evening.

Our motto at the time was "Friday night is date night" so that we could try to keep Saturday night to ourselves. That didn't always work, but that was the goal. Later, when she had a long-term actual boyfriend, that became "Thursday night is sleepover night" for similar reasons. She got to have quality alone time with her other man, but I got to have her for the entire weekend.

She's talked about re-introducing chastity, but I'm leaving that completely up to her. And she's always a hotwife, even when she's not actually fucking other men. We both know she can even when she doesn't, which means it's always hot. We've been far less active recently because our personal lives are relentlessly, brutally busy. Time is the biggest cock-block of them all.

She occasionally visits her ex-boyfriend "to talk." We've been back in contact with a man with whom we had a 100% open casual sharing situation for the longest time, so we'll see where that leads. And we've been trading messages with a new guy, to see if there might be a mutual fit. After what seems like the longest time, we may have a new set of adventures in our near future.

ILMW - Awesome.
- looking forward to any updates.

[scarlettscuck]

Iloanmywife… so much that you wrote applies to us. The way your wife taunts you is delicious, you are a lucky man.

I’ve been in chastity on/off since 2014. In the past it was mostly my doing (and trying to get Scarlett to buy in). 2 years ago she finally did! After fucking a random guy in Vegas, she confessed to her infidelity and said she wanted to go all into the Hotwife lifestyle. She finally saw what control offers her.

I agreed as long as I was caged and denied. She agreed to that so I’ve spent 90% of my time caged 24/7/365 since July of ‘22. I love it and so does she. This metal cage has become part of me. It feels strange to NOT be caged.

I recently purchased an inverted metal cage which is an even more amazing mind fuck. Looking down and seeing no cock at all is very humbling. It’s fueled Scarlett’s dominance and she’s now obsessed with more control.

I’ve been restrained, beaten, forced to serve her Bulls and it keeps going. We both love it. Finally found a new, true groove that works for us.

Thank you inventor of chastity, our sex life is on fire because of that wonderful key. She loves to say “bye bye” when she seals that lock shut. I love it too. All I can say is, go for it and don’t knock it until you try it.

[sana9889]

From what ive seen with guys who start wearing cages. As big as some of them start, they all end up smaller than my clit over time.
Dicks that dont get hard disappear very fast.

[sana9889]

A lot of these guys start preferring gay sex eventually. They still get a lot of pleasure from anal. Same is true for guys born with smaller dicks.

[iloanmywife]

I recently purchased an inverted metal cage which is an even more amazing mind fuck. Looking down and seeing no cock at all is very humbling. It’s fueled Scarlett’s dominance and she’s now obsessed with more control.

I've seen those inverted cages online, but they seem really impractical for even medium-term wear of a few days. Have you attempted long-term wear with that one? You mentioned being caged for 90% of the time, so I'm wondering if you keep that one for special shorter term occasions?

[iloanmywife]

I forgot to mention probably my most useful and practical advice to any couple attempting chastity. Buy a set of sizing rings to size your O-ring size correctly. Don't even think about buying a cage until you do this. You can find an inexpensive set of sizing rings at most quality chastity device manufacturers.

I'd actually recommend that after you find your right size that you buy a quality steel cock ring and get yourself to the point that you can wear it for an extended period without thinking about it anymore. If you don't want to spend the money on a quality cock ring, you can just wear the sizing ring for a few days. Those things are just plastic, but from my personal experience they'll definitely hold up to a few days of constant wear.

Ironically, a cock ring will enhance your erections while you're wearing it. After you've mastered the ring, the cage is no big deal (except for not having erections anymore).

[Jerryteroga]

I am made to wear chastity from time to time depending on my wife. I find it very comfortable and arousing. I have not gotten any chaffing other than a slight ache in my balls however it is very noticable wearing it since it points straight out. The main thing i enjoy is that it is a constant reminder of where i am at at why a is a reminder to serve my wife.

[scarlettscuck]

I recently purchased an inverted metal cage which is an even more amazing mind fuck. Looking down and seeing no cock at all is very humbling. It’s fueled Scarlett’s dominance and she’s now obsessed with more control.

I've seen those inverted cages online, but they seem really impractical for even medium-term wear of a few days. Have you attempted long-term wear with that one? You mentioned being caged for 90% of the time, so I'm wondering if you keep that one for special shorter term occasions?

Yes, 90% meaning almost constant for the past 2 years. I ask to wear the inverted cage when I’m feeling most horny and desperate. That reality (no cock visible) is a slap in the face must say. If I attempt to get hard it grows back into my body which is a crazy sensation.

She loves it and definitely feels the empowerment it gives her. I’m a glutton for the loss of control so it motivates me to be even more submissive to her. I really like wearing it but 12 hours is pretty much the average span I wear it.

Funny, when I take it off my little “flower” of a cock grows outward quickly from inside my foreskin. She relishes my peril. We have a lot of fun with chastity play.