Locktober Encouragement

Transcript

So we're quite the way through Locktober now and you might be realizing that a month is a lot harder than it seemed on September 30th. Even if you've dabbled in chastity before, weeks upon weeks of relentless locked stroking or even just denial is so much different than a few hours of play along with a chastity clip, isn't it? Well I'm here to give you just a little bit of encouragement to stay locked, to remind you of how good denial feels, even of how good the pain of that cage feels around your cock.

And I'm also here to make things a little harder for you physically and therefore also mentally. I want you to undress if you're not able to see that cage. Take a good look at it and wiggle the lock.

I especially hope that it's a metal one. I love that clanking of metal lock against metal cage or the tapping of a metal lock against a silicone or plastic cage or even one of those plastic locks just pathetically tapping, reminding you of your predicament. This really is extended predicament bondage, isn't it? And that's really what you love about this.

I want you to imagine that you're in a bedroom or a dungeon and that I'm binding your wrists to the bedposts or a St. Andrew's cross, doing the same to your feet, leaving your cock exposed and twitching. I could do anything with you in this situation, couldn't I? You are at my mercy.

And chastity is really just an extension of bondage in this way. Your dick may be locked, but that kind of means that I can do anything with your mind. I can do anything with your soul.

I can do anything with your frustration, your anticipation, your arousal, because there's nowhere else for it to go. It just has to stew and suffer and marinate. Have you found yourself becoming more and more fantasized, your imagination growing deeper through this chastity exploration?

It's one of the main benefits, in my opinion, is that you become very well attuned to all of the nuances of chastity, all the nuances of sex, all the things that you can't do with your cock anymore, and all the things that you wish you could. Realizing that you really needed to just be able to twitch out of the cage, realizing that you actually really love to fondle your hanging balls, realizing that touching your cock was a form of comfort to you, and realizing fantasies that you didn't really know that you had through this denial, through this teasing, through this endless perpetuating cycle of no. You love the control, don't you? You love knowing that all of your decisions, all that power is handed over to someone else.

It's a very tangible form of BDSM, of domination. You really are handing over the keys, sometimes quite literally, to your cock to somebody else, and she can do with them whatever she likes. That's exciting to you too, isn't it? Maybe she'll throw them out the window.

Maybe she'll wear them around her ankle as she's getting fucked by a man with an unlocked, long, stiff shaft, mmm, able to get wet and plunge into her. Maybe she'll flush them down the toilet. Maybe she'll feed them to you and make you retrieve them.

Maybe she'll slide them in her panties, like I did in my cruel chastity key retrieval clip, and make you rub your caged cock up against them in order to try and get them out. Mmm, maybe she'll lick those keys you enchanted and mesmerized by a tongue on any object because you're just aching for anything on your dick. Maybe she'll put them around the end of a strap-on dildo and tell you you can have those keys back when you've learned how to deep throat it.

Maybe she will drop those keys in a bowl of another man's cum and tell you that you can have the key if you slurp up everything that's surrounding it. If you bob for your key, in a sense. So many possibilities and ways to fuck with you.

I want you to stroke through the cage now. Wiggle it if that feels good. Rattle it.

Or if you have one of those metal ones, my personal favorite, with the bars, I want you to just rub the skin that's exposed. Take some lube or spit if you want to and think about me doing this to you. Binding your hands and ankles and relentlessly stroking your caged cock.

Oh, would it make you hurt to strain against the cage like that? Would it make you cry? Would it make you leak pre-cum? Oh, what if I then took a flashlight and had you fuck that? Go on, stroke a little harder as I tell you about this.

It's one of my fucking favorite things to do is to make a man fuck a flashlight in chastity. It's just so cruel. I love it.

You know what's crueler still? And really why I love these smooth metal cages as opposed to any pokey parts of silicone or plastic? Because you can fuck them easier.

Uh-huh. I could just lay you down on a bed, tie your hands and ankles, have you spread eagled, and slide that cage into my pussy. Oh, you'd be able to feel everything and yet nothing at all.

Your dick might just break itself from straining against those bars. Oh, fuck, you want it, don't you? Hey, at least you'd be able to leak a little bit of pre-cum into me.

Unless, of course, I slipped a condom on you and pulled it off after we were done, making you lick out anything that leaked out of your cock, and trust me, it would be a lot, as well as suck my juices off of the outside. That stench of latex mixed with my perfection. You would swallow it all as your cock cried more and more.

Well, I hope this was helpful for you, encouraging you in chastity, thinking about all the fun ways that you can play inside of that cage that you just don't get when you're unlocked. Stay locked for me, sweetheart. Stay caged, even though, a little tidbit of information for you, chastity does shrink your dick.

Chastity might mean that you train yourself not to get hard because it's so painful to do it, and you realize that you don't actually need the pleasure anymore from being hard to receive that pleasure that you get mentally and even physically from being somewhat limp in the cage. Oops. Stay locked, even though you might be breaking your dick.

Stay locked, especially because you might be breaking your dick, because that's handing over some of the greatest power of all. Have fun for the rest of Locktober.