Slave Arthur – Collared

Unfortunately, due to my recent ill health, I haven’t had the chance to write about slave cagey’s latest visit, a few weeks back.  But as his next visit draws closer, I really must share our progress with you.  For those of you who are new to my blog, slave Arthur is my long term chastity slave.  By long term, I mean, long term!  He has been serving me for much of this year, though he did have a little break from visiting me, he has remained in chastity the entire time.  Click here for more posts about Arthur’s commitment.

Before his last visit, Arthur was instructed to chose a suitable slave collar and to have a tag engraved, marking my ownership.  Arthur, used his initiative and came back to me with two tags!  I also set him another task; to write about the reasons why and his feelings about, chastity, to share with the rest of you.  Since slave cagey first entered the House of Deelight, my blog posts about his journey have captivated quite a few men, curious about chastity, so what better way to feed that curiosity, than to share with you, what it is like for a REAL chastity slave.  I am not saying that those of you, who consider being in chastity, are not real; I am merely pointing out that Arthur, really is locked with no escape or sexual release until I decide to allow it.  It might be worth you all noting, that this power pleases me, greatly.

Here are the pictures of Arthur’s new collar and tags… followed by his own thoughts on his choices.

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Slave Arthur’s Perspective:

Why Chastity?

I have committed to remaining under Miss Deelight’s Chastity Control for 32 weeks from June 21st  2013.

Well, to be more precise, for a minimum of 32 weeks.

Chastity in this case actually means without orgasms, for Miss Deelight will never allow actual sex to take place between us.

I am locked into a stainless steel, erection preventing device at all times when we are apart, with Miss Deelight having both keys.

By my calculations, 32 weeks, takes us to 31st  January 2014. So that’s no cumming for me until at least February next year.Miss Deelight occasionally reminds me that this is a minimum period, and I am fully expecting her to extend that, as she sees fit from time to time.

Miss Deelight is an extremely attractive woman, so why should I not, like most of her clients probably do after a session, go home and have a really good wank?

So what’s in it for me? Why chastity and frustration? Why not take a bit of a caning and go home and wank?

Good questions. I can’t actually explain why I feel like this, but I do.

I can trace my desire to be mistreated by girls back to about when I was 6 or 7, when I used to imagine being captured and made to do humiliating things. – Maybe I was a witchfinder in an earlier life.

Even then I fantasised about such things as

  • Being made to sand in deep mud up to my thighs, while they inspected my genitals.
  • Being made to play ‘girly games. And wait on them
  • Being tied up and taunted.
  • Having them wash my mouth out with soap and water

Well I was  only 6 or 7.

The feelings subsided, and returned, subsided and returned over the years, but never really went away.

I remember with some excitement even now back to the early years of  my relationship, as we got closer and closer to ‘doing it’, and one girl in particular, who allowed my penis to actually touch her vagina, and saying “I think that’s as far as we go”. – I suggested that she might provide some hand relief, and got the reply “I don’t do that”.

So maybe these days, I’m trying to relive how I felt then—Who knows.

One day I woke up and thought; “Life isn’t a rehearsal. I’ll try some of the things I’ve been fantasising about” Checked out a few possibilities, took the plunge and visited my first dominatrix.

For me it’s really about not having control of my sexual outlet. That the woman in control is in control because that’s what she likes. The idea of my not being able even to have an erection she doesn’t authorise pleases her, as does the idea of her taking me to new heights of frustration.

When Miss Deelight said that she was going to make my chastity period 32 weeks, my heart skipped a beat, and then she added “Minimum”.

This is a lot longer than I’ve ever been without release, and the idea is so far very exciting. – So far.

I don’t like much in the way of physical pain, but accept it because that’s what Miss Deelight wants.

But the idea of being made to want relief, and not being able to get any, at the hands of an attractive woman really excites me.

My fantasies have grown up over the years. –  But are mainly around the same overall arena.

Attractive woman who enjoys making me want what I can’t have, enjoys putting  me to work and making me suffer. – If I don’t do the things I definitely won’t get any relief, if I do, then I still might not.

Some examples:

Being locked by the balls to an ironing board while ironing (or the sink while hand washing some of her clothes).  The woman reaches round from behind me and fondles my nipples (which seem to be hard wired to an attempted erection), and taunts me about being caged, under her complete control, and not able to wank., and how much having my cock under her control has improved me in all respects.

Being teased to the brink of an orgasm and the stimulation stopped at the last minute (many times)

Being required to perform oral sex on her while I remain caged and frustrated – one of my absolute favourites that one.

Being required to drink her urine.

She keeps me caged and waiting so long that all the sperm storage in my body is completely full, and I begin to leak spunk more or less continually. – This is aided by regular immersion of my caged cock in icy cold water for ten minutes at a time She gloats over how she’s put an end to my wanking, but at the same time starts calling me wanker.

When cumming is finally allowed, it being on her terms such as

A ‘quickie’. The instant the cage comes of she (or perhaps she makes me do it), masturbates my penis hard and extremely fast. As soon as the first squirt is inevitable, she stops the stimulation and puts the cage back on.  – Under this situation, the cum will start before the penis becomes erect – resulting in the cage being back on before the orgasm finishes; There are two other rules here

1)      If I haven’t cum in a minute stimulation stops  and the cage goes back on.

2)      If I become fully erect stimulation stops

A ‘slowie’: she brings me to an erection and masturbates me at a ‘normal’ speed for a few seconds. Then for the next few lets my penis go and fondles my nipples. This is repeated until some cum emerges from my penis: – Which will result in a very ruined orgasm as it will probably be during the nipple fondling time.

An extended: Very simple this one, she continues the masturbation right through and long after the orgasm, demanding “ More. I want more”.

Having kept me  without relief for a very long time, she spends a while teasing me with the cage on, and then offers me a proposition. – she will allow me to bring her to an orgasm with my tongue, but it will cost me an extra 3 months in the cage. ( and I know which option I will take!)

I don’t know why I want this, and can’t think of a single reason why it should be pleasurable, but it is.

I suppose it’s a combination of having control over what makes me a man being taken over by this woman, and in a way, I’m more or less constantly engaging in foreplay.

The longer it goes on, the more I seem to want it to go on. – But it has now ‘only’ been seven weeks. – Not even a quarter of the way through my minimum abstention period’

It’s 3:50 in the morning, and my frustrated cock has just woken me up as it expanded to fill and try to break through the cage: — and I’m actually enjoying it.

And is that all really harder to  understand than the man who actually want to receive corporal punishment? – Well it’s not to me, because I really don’t like a caning at all.


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