Chastity Corner

---- Letter from one of my kept pets, enjoy. -GDS

It has taken the better part of my life to realize my submissive sexuality, but only a few incredible hours with Goddess to know that it is She i will totally surrender it to. Here is my story.

For me, chastity is an offering, a gift, a tribute a sacrifice. For it to be meaningful, it must be given to someone; dedicated to them so they can take pleasure in knowing they have the ultimate control of someone. Once the lock clicks shut and the key is surrendered, it is a daily, hourly, moment to moment reminder that one person controls your manhood completely. Suddenly, all thoughts focused on sex are detoured, shifted to that person. Immediately after 'horny', there is 'locked!' and then 'Her'. And it goes round and round to where all of those thoughts and urges that used to result in masturbation now become thoughts of her and of your complete surrender to her.

my journey of discovery into began several years ago, on a trip to Madrid. Ever horny, especially on the road, i happened upon a brothel. The place was busy, with men regularly walking in and out, two burly guards at the door. It struck me how easy it would be to step in, choose a woman and fuck. All too easy, it seemed. After all, one of the great joys of sex was the dance, the struggle, the uncertainty. The clash of pure hormone driven urgency and the subtlety of the mental challenge to score. The dance. So i walked away, back to my hotel, where the internet introduced me to the world of male chastity. i immersed myself in web page after web page, discovering the world of Feminine Domination, Orgasm Denial and enforced Male Chastity. Before leaving i had ordered my first Chastity device and traveled home in a horny, submissive frenzy, anxious to lock my cock away. i was completely certain that i had found my answer, my true sexual self. Since i was without a Keyholder, i began to train myself in the hopes i would find the perfect Mistress some day.

First came the adjustment to the cage. The awkwardness of the hard plastic between my legs, the pinching of my balls, the morning erections that woke me in pain. But, with time, it became familiar, the norm. All of the small daily details of being in Chastity, the click of the lock as it rattles on my cage, ever searching for a sit down toilet, touching the hard case that isolates me from myself, become constant reminders of Her, my Mistress to be.

Then there was knowing my rhythm. i was an every other day masturbator for years. Initially, it was hard to go 4,5,6 days without cumming. I would be constantly reaching to touch myself, suddenly reminded that play time was over. Gradually the time lengthens; 7 days, 10 days, 14 days, 30 days. There is a clear pattern to my libido. After 3-4 days, i am moderately horny, pleasurably so. At a week, things began to get more serious. i find myself distracted by my cock, beginning to become preoccupied. i can feel myself becoming submissive, especially in the presence of women. Oddly enough, i believe women can sense this state, submissive and serving. They seem to acknowledge it with a knowing look, perhaps a smile, but i believe they know i am now longer threatening, knowing i am inferior to them. By day 14, i am in full semen submission. There is a feeling of floating in horniness, a craving for submission, for surrender. my thoughts turn to Her control, Her manipulating my willing body, enjoying the power of accepting my gift.

i reached out to Goddess after seeing her website and i was so pleased and excited when she agreed to session with me. o/Our first few sessions were eye opening for me. She seemed to know exactly my limits, my feelings. She fed my fantasies and started many new ones. It was o/Our third session when it happened. i was spread on the St. Andrew's cross, in heels and stockings and gagged. She was toying with me and i was falling into sub-space. i looked into Her eyes and fell into her. An immediate connection of trust, admiration, dedication. She could have asked anything of me at that moment, i was Her slave. It was o/Our next session when i knew it was She that i would offer my Chastity surrender. On the spanking bench, She working behind me, i was being outfitted with a humbler. Suddenly i felt my body go weak, limp, and a feeling of willing surrender overcame me. Unknown to me, She was crushing my balls in a vise and i was Her's forever. When i left that day, i resolved to ask Her to be my Keyholder.

When i see my Mistress again, it will be after 21 days of dedicated, devotional denial. I am swirling in a semen induced submissive state, craving for Her to handle me, torment me and amuse herself with my desperation. Uncertain as always and yet sure that She will know exactly where to take me on my journey. i dream She will grant me the gentle, dripping release that will come as She probes my man-pussy. It will be as She wishes.

In Service,

paul
caged4her