It's on.

After about a week and a half break, Miss H has put me back in my CB-6000 chastity cage. During this time we've kind of gone through a bit of slow patch in terms of our FLR/kink. Life has interjected its self (the previously mentioned cut I wrote about in my last post, some personal appointments, etc) and my submission to Miss H has taken an unpleasent turn as I've definitely slacked in my duties to her. That's over with now, as is readily apparent by the feeling of confinement this tight plastic cock cage has me in.

Mistress was most displeased about my attitude after being allowed to cum this past time, acting like your stereotypical insensitive, brutish male instead of the little sissy whore we both know I really am. Last night she sounded like she had no plans to make that mistake again...

Injury

For the first time in a long time I haven't been kept in constant chastity in my CB-6000 cage by Miss H. It's not because she hasn't wanted to, but because I've acquired a rather painful cut on the underside on the bottom of Miss H's cock.

It doesn't look all that bad in this pic but it's kind of deep and any kind of cut that's kept in a somewhat moist environment is just asking for infection and other sorts of trouble so Miss H has allowed me to remain out of the cage until it's fully healed. The cause of my suffering? Miss H's dirty talk and sexy feet.

Normally when I'm kept caged Miss H has the mentality of "out of sight, out of mind". In other words if she doesn't actively need her little cock for something it stays caged up tight and she doesn't really pay much attention to it.  This past week though, in an unusually cruel turn of events she decided to spend an extended period of time with a tease and denial session. Teasing me over and over again with how worthless I was, and how badly I must want to be uncaged. The rough caress of her sexy feet along along the length of the cock cage only served to turn me on more. 

Almost instantly the erection was crushed beneath the stiff plastic of the CB-6000. That in itself was bad but the real pain came from the fact that the harder I got, the more the bottom ring of the cage was pulled up and tugged mercilessly around the length of the shaft. Then like wearing a cock ring, it kept the blood trapped inside and the pain flowing. Eventually the pain was enough to make me lose the erection (sort of) but Miss H's verbal abuse quickly made it hard again. This went on again sporadically over the next few days, me terribly horny yet terrified when Miss H would start her teasing again, dreading the pain that would soon follow as the cage dug into me.

It wasn't until a day or two later when Miss H allowed me out of the cage temporarily to shower did she notice the wound. It's doing better, with a bit of triple anti-biotic and gentle care causing it to heal quite nicely. It shouldn't be long before the cage goes back on...

My Valentine's Day gift.

Seeing as how yesterday was Valentine's Day I was semi optimistic that I might actually be able to have a true orgasm or at the very least a ruined orgasm as a present from  MissH to celebrate the day. What I got was instead the exact opposite, a brand new CB-6000 chastity device.

Mistress has been using the CB-2000 for a while now and while it is effective, it's bulky and had a tendency to sometimes chaff me with its rear facing locking pins. So when I opened up Mistress's present I was both elated and dissapointed at the same time. Elated because I've wanted a CB-6000 for a while now but dissapointed because it was obvious that it would be going on soon and therefore no orgasm for me. Potentially more ominous is the fact that Miss H kept talking about how because this cock cage was more comfortable and easier to hide, she would be experimenting with much more *extended* periods of being locked up. I'm wearing it now and the initial test run will be for 24 hours to get accustomed to wearing it.

 Early impressions are that the CB-6000 is much more comfortable to wear. The tube portion of the cage is rather tight but with a dab of lube my cock slid right down into it. Because it's a solid piece, the tube sort of cradles my cock and keeps the normal metal lock Mistress uses from sliding down and clipping me with its edges. Also, because the tube points down, it much more closely mimics the natural contour of my penis, making it virtually undetectable under normal clothing.

One option for the cage that I haven't tried yet (or had a chance to get a pic of yet) is called the "Points of Intrigue". It's a small plastic insert for near the opening of the tube that has three sharp "fangs" pointing downward. It's a devilish little device that serves two main purposes -

1) It helps to destroy any chance of erection. It's hard enough to get an erection when your cock is clamped down in a small plastic tube, but now the slightest enlargement of my cock in the cage will be met with those sharp prongs which will obviously make any attempt at an erection instantly a extremely painful proposition.

2) It prevents cheating by pulling out a flacid penis through the back portion of the cage. The prongs are long enough where even when soft, pulling out your penis is going to entail the unpleasant thought of dragging your most sensitive organ against the unforgiving plastic of those pointy teeth.

I've only tested out the Points of Intrigue in a really precursory way, holding them against the base of my cock and very gently running them along the teeth, but even that was painful enough to put a real sense of dread into me. If there was ever a reason to keep Miss H happy while I'm wearing the cage, that is it.