Day 19 I was allowed to unlock for my weekly maintenance. While the chance to urinate upright remains a small thrill, I found that I missed my cage. I’m not entirely sure why yet; perhaps I’ve just grown accustomed to it, maybe I feel safe from temptation, or it could be the connection it provides.

Day 18. I’ve noticed that I’ve started leaking whenever I get the slightest bit horny. I wake up leaky and proceed to leave wet spots in my panties just from the pleasurable sensation of the lace rubbing against my balls while walking around. It’s humiliating but makes me feel soooo slutty.

Day 17. These edging sessions are driving me up a wall. I think about them all day long and then they’re over before I know it and I’m cramming my rock hard cock back into its cage, even more desperate than before. Which raises the question, do I have the will power to resist the momentary freedom?

Day 16. I like femdom porn as much as the next guy (ok, probably more) but while edging lately I’ve found my mind drifting to Domina Penn and all the kinky things she’s done to me. Somehow those memories and fantasies are all the more potent these days, more so than any scene I could find online.

Day 15. Two weeks of chastity has me on such a hair trigger that I can barely even touch myself while edging. By the end of the 5 minutes I can only last one or two pumps before needing to pull my hand away. It’s maddening.

Day 14. I managed to finally take my largest plug yesterday! It was a bit of struggle on the way in, but the sensation of it popping past my sphincter was euphoric. And then it felt amazing to be so full while i was edging, a heady cocktail of submissive slutiness.

Day 12. Pulling my hand away from myself when the edging timer went off took all my will power. I had to stop several times over the five minutes because i was just so sensitive and close. Stuffing my cock back into its cage afterwards was also quite a struggle, it just didn’t want to subside.

One thing I didn’t expect is for the cage to actually feel good. The gentle tug of the ring on my balls, the light grip of the cage on my shaft that quickly becomes firm as soon as I think about it. It’s a particularly cruel irony that the instigator and denier of my arousal are one and the same.

Day 11. Some stray observations: I didn’t actually realize that my balls could get this full. The weirdest part for me isn’t not being able to come, but the fact that I haven’t even had a full erection in nearly two weeks. And yet, my body hasn’t tried to get hard this frequently since puberty.

i hope so, Domina. i’m making progress!

Day 10. I enjoy ass play but this week I have been craving it as my only form of stimulation, which is reframing it psychologically as a primary source of pleasure and I want to feel even fuller so I bought two new plugs. The first I took no problem but the second makes me sweat just looking at it 😰

Day 9. I woke up literally throbbing in my cage. I mean, I could actually see myself pulsing as my cock pushed through the bars of my cage. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to touch myself so badly, but all I could do was lie there taking deep breaths until I was finally calm enough to go about my day

An excellent idea as always, Domina. i think i have just the thing…

Day 8. I’d swear that my balls are getting heavier. They certainly feel tighter and faaaaar more sensitive. Every innocuous rub of my boxers or errant tug from my cage sends a teasing bolt of pleasure through me that I try desperately to not give away with my face.

Thank You, Domina. And will do!

Day 7. I’ve made it one week! While the challenge has only begun to ramp up, I’m genuinely proud of myself for this milestone. Now it’s just... 24 days to go. Well then, guess I’ll just have to take it one increasingly horny day at a time!

It sure is making my head spin 😅

Day 6. The horniness is really settling in, like a growing warmth in my crotch that is making me feel increasingly needy. I’m so thankful that Domina Penn is letting me put my plug in today, so at least I have some stimulation even if it is ultimately unsatisfying.

Day 5. I somewhat regularly go 3-4 days without cumming because I enjoy the buildup of horniness, so the sensation of the denial itself has been familiar so far. However, from here on out we’re heading into uncharted waters. Definitely a little nervous, but mostly excited for new experiences.

Day 4. The first couple nights in chasity were uneventful, probably because I’ve been running pretty dry due to certain last minute pre-Locktober activities. However, last night I kept on waking up with my cage near to bursting. 1/2

Day 3. I’m not going to lie, I was initially pretty nervous to wear my cage into the office. It felt almost like the bright pink of the cage could radiate out through the fabric of my pants and I was hyper aware of the shape it made. 1/2

At first I was constantly scanning people’s eye lines to check if they were examining my crotch, but after a few hours I realized no one was noticing and the bulge was really only noticeable to me. Once I got over that initial fear it became thrilling, like keeping a personal and risqué secret 2/2

I woke up this morning still locked up, which turned me on. And there was nothing I could do about that, which also turned me on… I think I’m beginning to understand how this works.

Woke up and locked in this morning… quite literally. First day of Locktober, here we go!