My homebrew chastity belt

I had thoughts of using old panties but the instructions said sock so I tried and tried to use whatever socks i had lying around and it just didn't work. Yesterday i saw the old pair and since they were already stretched out, I thought i'd give it a try. One length of dark blue ribbon tied my PA and guiche that kept everything together. The sides of my thong went around and tied off. The front went over the front and was tied off by the foot long dark blue ribbon.

I like the contrasting colors and hope you do as well.

Denial - the other half of Tease

A stripper friend once said the tease is better than the real thing. The real thing can get boring but the tease is always arousing and building on the idea of getting what you want as opposed to actually getting it. I can see her point but on the other hand the sex I shared with my DC gf fifteen years ago I still remember like it was yesterday. In the sporting world it is why college football is better than pro. I'd say the same of college basketball, if it were not for The Lakers.

I do enjoy being in a constant state of arousal. It makes me get all tinglie and emotional. I do have orgasms but they are of the whole body type variety. It is these experiences which attracted me to chastity in the first place. Sure I have a strong desire to please lovely Miss Blue but it is the bondage aspects of chastity that makes me feel complete and safe and whole.

I know that not touching my cock is good for me. Anything I can do that excites any mistress is good for me. I get great pleasure reading Miss Blue's accounts of Her getting wet that it is all worth it. Lovely Miss Blue did comment She thought Her students would linger too long cleaning Her property and it was only today that I found myself doing just that. I do find myself hard a lot but without any stimulation the erection diminishes. The arousal, however is ongoing. The pace of my breathing rises. I can feel my heartbeat. But then I reach over and suck the cock or stick it up my butt and I then relax, but the arousal remains.

Yes, it's that time of the month

I went to my local drug store. I could not find tampons and the vibe was not right. I mean I was prepared. I was wearing a plug and my chastity belt for good measure. I don't know - there was a young guy at the counter. Just didn't seem right.

Went to Walmart and thought I'd give that a try. It is a huge store and well lit. I find pads pretty easily but no tampons. All this walking around and no place to sit does not do the plug much good. Out it pops. I casually find a quite area and pop it in my shorts pocket but the shorts are pretty tight so its a little revealing. (I had been stopped at an airport and they were supposed to be looking for a roll of quarters but the attendant asked about the plug instead.) I look around some more and find tampons and get a box of supers. Next I get some fruit and head to a nice, tattooed checker. She did not give it another thought. I next went into the restroom to take care of business and the plug.

Next it is off to my favorite restaurant, Hooters. It seems I am having a bit of reputation which is a good thing. Dear readers, if you are going to use the restroom and have to pee sitting down, please pay extra attention to your plug as gravity is a mess affair. Don't ask how I know such things or why I bring it up.

I am flirting enough with my waitress and dropping a few gin and tonics that I feel comfortable enough to ask to buy some merchandise. I had thrown out my previous Hooter girl costumes so I was looking for some new togs. I just love the tight little shorts. The old ones were satin but these are closer to my yoga/bike shorts or VS boyshorts. They are just so nice and tight and sexy. As luck would have it she is friends with another waitress I befriended while writing an earlier post and was a customer there. So on the bill I see a grey goose. It seems my waitress put her friend's drink on my tab, but once I found that out, I was honored to pay it and apologized for making a fuss.

I had worn the plug to loosen myself up a little in preparation for the next morning. On the drive home, I opened the box and saw how tiny the tampons are. Bigger things have made their way up there so this seems more for pleasure than anything else.

At home, I tried the shorts and what a sexy bitch it makes me.

The next morning I awaken and insert the tampon with coconut oil for lube. Not a big deal. So I take the time to take pictures. I just have to get the right pose. I probably went through fifty shots. That one has a nice look but the background needs work. I know, I will make a shrine to the cock for this new cocksucker. I will do some yoga postures to let gravity help the string. Oh, can't see the string. Must put it against the black shorts. With all these cocks, perhaps I need to suck one as well. I do so love the twenty minute suck sessions. Now a couple hours have elapsed. I suppose I should have brought my tripod. I do like the digital camera, though.

By the four hour mark, the water in my rectum started expanding the tampon which took on a rough texture. So when I pulled it out, there was a little pain, in keeping with the concept of punishment. Still what's a little pain when it is for Miss Blue's pleasure. The tingles just keep reminding me of how devoted I am to Her. In the chat when She said She likes to have her toes sucked it sent shivers up my spine. I don't know what it is about Her lovely feet. I am not a foot fetishist but they are lovely.

a chat to remember

Tonight's chat reminded me of my previous chastity training with Akasha. My name has changed perhaps for the better so She did not recognize me. It was only five months ago, but I was living in NJ at the time. I was living in a conservative area. Yes, we have a Hooter's so it isn't that squaresville (i have a friend in The Pentagon which i think is really pentagonsville) but the university and the community is pretty straight. So I get this VS task. Miss Akasha gives me a letter to hand to a VS saleslady just before V Day. I had been wearing my CB-6000 for a couple weeks straight at this time. It had been pretty painful what with the cold, freezing weather and there's something about swelling at 2am and 4am. I was new to Akasha's site - well i lurked since 99 but wasn't available. So when the spousal unit and i went our separate ways, i thought i'd give Akasha try and i had read much of the liberation of chastity. So i am given this letter to give. The unknowns were the town i am in and Akasha's imagination.

Now if it was a few years earlier when i was trying to groom a Hooter's girl to be a domme this would have been different. Let me digress a little. I was going to Hooter's for a while and this blonde beauty starts working there. She had this sweet body but mostly a strong personality. Waitresses there make extra points for selling shirts and by the end of an evening everyone bought a shirt from her. I told her with her salesman talents she should be doing something that gets her a commission. Well, one day i thought i'd explore a new realm with her so i addressed her as Miss Kristen a couple times. So she asked why i did that and i replied that i wanted to give her respect and honor or words to that effect. She thought about it and responded that i should refer to her as Princess Kristen. She brought it up in front of her cousins on Halloween and to just about everyone on too many occassions. She did it so often that i started to worry. Anyway they fired her for sleeping with the manager and getting preferential treatment. The place just wasn't the same after that. Of course the manager just gets transferred.

So back to the Akasha tale. I am given this letter i am not allowed to open or read. What am i to do? I was email dommed in the late ninteties and we did some wild things like peeing in a drive thru as you receive your order while looking at the girl in the eye. RI was pretty liberal as it turned out. Another task was to go to a VS or equiv and pick up a bra, panties, and then ask the manager for the right size of nylons. In Newport it was hard to find such a place to I went to a Banana Republic and did as above but it was closing time so I was alone with the manager who was hitting on me like you wouldn't believe. That even included when I was shopping with the gal i was living with.

But this is a famous conservative NJ college town. So to play it safe, i wanted to hand Akasha's letter to my favorite, smart Russian waitress but she was busy, so i handed it to the bartenderess who is a little bossy and a very cute blonde but i didn't have to strong a connection with. She could not put it down. She grinned and laughed so much i thought i'd never get it back. So i asked her if she thought i'd be thrown in jail for it, and she reassured me that it would be okay. A few days later i showed to the ex-Russian and she smiled and giggled as well and almost read it back to me in a sort of "is this for real" way but i stopped her.

So now it is the day of V-day morning. I walk into my local, conservative VS and finally get service. I hand her the envelope and she reads it and quickly proceeds to mechanically walk me through the store handing me a top of line bra and matching panties and then the cami. She seemed weirded out a little and wanted me out of there as quick as possible. Oh well.

I regifted the bra and panties to my NYC gf who appreciated it. She was in WTC during 911 and had to walk 90 blocks to safety but that's another story for another day (sort of like the one with the Baywatch babe i dated for ten years or meeting the son of Ike and Tina at the pool one day.

I really should have gone to NYC for the VS but the schedule interferred with my new gf. So for V-day i arrive with my CB. She wanted me out of it almost immediately. Oh, well, so much for chastity on V-day.

I relayed this story (less the NYC connection) briefly to Akasha and asked if i had permission to read the letter to find out what all the fuss was about but she did not allow me, so i shredded it and tossed it away.

I am curious, a little, what my Hooters girls thought was cute and the VS gal thought was gross. Alas that will always be a mistery since Akasha seems to not to divulge. I did see the envelope made it out west but there was only the receipt for the clothes.

I do know the letter included the chastity belt but don't know much more than that.

Speaking of which, Akasha or Miss Blue suggested as punishment She would send me to a strip club. Well the Sunday before the start of this program I did just that. I found a nice topless club and started prepping for chastity by wearing my CB-6000. I find this cute "singer in a rock band" repleat with an assortment of artsy tattoos. As she is grinding on me, i tell her of my belt and she doesn't believe me. Eventually she believes me and asks me why. So i respond with "for protection" since nothing else seemed to make any sense. Sort of a condom for strip clubs i suppose. In a way it is true. There was an Ashley who i should have sprung it on but i was pretty tapped out at that point. Perhaps this Sunday will be another story.

I also like that i don't have control over this blog. It pleases me to no end that Miss Blue controls my cock and this site. It is feels liberating but i don't know why. It is really an honor.

Miss Lillyana invited her in-law to the chat. That is pretty amazing. Is her in-law available? Boggles the mind.

I like to think i am extremely mucho macho. In my dreams, i suppose. That is if my i can ever have anything other than submissive ones.

bloody cock suckers

Never been much into cock sucking on my own accord. Sure I was date raped and did enjoy it some. Sure when i was subbing for a couple and He had the sweetest black nine incher I'd ever seen. I just sort of fluffed him up. Mostly i do it for giving pleasure.

Being pretty new to such things I just try to deep throat the dildo. I find it very stimulating. I little guy gets pretty jammed in its confines. I enjoy running my tongue along His length. Teasing His tip. my mouth feels very stretched and relaxed now.

tightie whities

I love the sense of being held tightly. The feelings of losing all control. The raising of sensitivity in my cock and balls. How my balls tingle as pressure is applied to my cock as it has no way of expanding in its confined space.

Alas, I cheated. I will gladly accept any punishment deemed worthy for this humble soul. Having just moved temporarily I found I didn't pack any dress socks. I used a warm sock and it didn't work. A white tennis sock - not so much. Why reinvent the wheel - I ask. Out came the CB-6000 I so love its tightness and feeling of control and completeness. Afterall it was coming off soon enough. Well not that soon - eleven hours?? Hey, but I still didn't play with your cock so perhaps i can get some time off for good behaviour?

what really takes my breath away

The above image always excites me beyond belief. I am afraid I forgot where I got it from, but the sweep of this lovely model's calves is beholden. The sparkle of the light reflecting off her red shoes brings my erection to full bloom. The sweetness of her toes makes my mouth water with desire to kiss them passionately. Please notice how the beauty's thighs glow in the light. Oh but how her right calf sends shivers of joy careening through my body to the point where i can scarely type.

I see that on my previous post i was to grade how hot the sites make me. Based on this model's set of images, I would say that they range in the six to nine range. The site with this model's beautiful, sweet toes tends to get higher marks.

I humbly regret not being able to give you that link because i have to take a cold shower.