It arrived today.
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| Liz |
A male chastity device.
That night I told Liz about my time with Kimmi? Well, she went out and researched and bought a male chastity device online, right that night.
She called me this evening, right after we finished dinner, and showed it to me.
"Hey, Ethan, I have something for you." She pulled it out of it's box. I was excited at first, like oh, a gift for me?
Then I saw it and it made no sense. I couldn't understand what it was. A bunch of plastic rings or something.
"What is it? Well, it is a male chastity device," Liz explained, holding it up for me.
"I don't understand. Why did you get that thing? You don't expect me to wear it, do you?"
Liz smiled and nodded. "Yes, as a matter of fact I do. Your recent outing with that girl has shown you can't be trusted to keep it in your pants. Now, you've given yourself to me, and your cock is mine, right? We agreed to this."
I nodded. "But this isn't what I meant!"
Strangely, looking at that thing was making me hard. I mean, my cock was sticking out and my boner could be seen through my pants. The idea that Liz was going this far to take control from me made me aroused.
I did not want to put that thing on. But, somewhere deep inside me, the idea of Liz taking control and denying me was so incredibly hot. God yes...
"Well, for how long?" I asked. "This thing has got to hurt, too."
"This is a CBT6000, the standard in male chastity. If we need to make adjustments, we will. There are a couple of other models out there, but for a beginner device this seems like it is a good start."
She finished unwrapping the thing. We were sitting in the living room, on the couch.
"Now, drop your pants. Time to give this a try."
"Right now??? Oh, babe, couldn't we wait, until, maybe we have a bit of sex, maybe I can have an orgasm? Lemme, cum, huh Liz?"
Liz shook her head matter-of-fact. "Nope. You've had your last orgasm for a while. We are going to do this until our wedding. I will probably unlock it on our wedding night."
Our wedding is three weeks away.
"Oh my god, Liz, you are going to make me wear this thing for three weeks???"
She was unbuckling my belt and pulling my pants down. My erection was stiff, pushing my underwear straight out.
"Hmmm... I wonder how we are going to get this one with you so hard?"
I grasped at that. "I dunno, Liz. I don't think you can. Maybe we should forget it."
"Nope." She was determined. "We will just have to get you un-erect."
"Well, maybe if we had some sex, and I came, you know, that might--"
Liz laughed, "Good try Ethan. No, no orgasm for you. I think maybe if I were to hurt your testicles a bit, you might lose--"
"NO! No, don't hurt me!" I cried out. "There has to be something else!"
"Ice. Let's try some ice, huh?" Liz went to the kitched and brought back a small bowl of ice.
She ran ice up and down my cock. That didn't help at all! She slowly, sensuously ran the ice up and down. Yes, it was cold, yes it made my cock even hurt just a bit, but it was also very stimulating and I swear if she had kept doing it I would have cum.
Well, she didn't. After a while she decided that wasn't working so she just had me shoved my balls and cock into the bowl and soak them in the ice. Talk about blue balls!
That worked a little better. The ice on my balls made them hurt, actually, and pretty soon my cock was shriveling up. She applied more ice to the cock, covering it up, and it kept getting smaller and smaller... I was actually trying to keep it hard but it didn't work.
After about five minutes I was as flaccid as they come. Or don't cum. LOL... anyway, yes, I was shrunk down to minimum size, which is what my new genital sleeve was going to require,
The damn thing is tiny. I mean, I asked her, "Liz, I don't think this is the right size! It is going to smash my cock, completely."
"No worries, Ethan, that's exactly what it is supposed to do. It's supposed to keep your cock as small as possible to there is no chance of an erection."
She had hold of my cock and was shoving it, pushing and pulling and coaxing it into the plastic sheath. It went in pretty quickly, and I must say that with my cock flaccid, it fit almost exactly.
But then the fastener went on. It was a ring at the back that went around the base of my balls.
"Let's try this size, shall we?" Liz put on one of several rings that came with the awful device. It fit snuggled around the base of my balls.
"Nope, too loose."
"What? That was tight, not loose!"
Liz laughed. I think she was enjoying this a lot. "Ethan, dear, the whole point is that this will be tight enough you won't be able to get it off. So let's try two sizes down."
She did. The ring went around the based of my scrotum, and squeezed it down until I thought it would almost cut off circulation, but not quite.
"That's it!" Liz said happily. She gave the thing a tug, and it made my balls hurt.
"OWW!"
"OK, good. Just remember, that's what it feels like to try and get this thing off. Now, last piece."
She took out a tiny padlock and hooked it through a small hole that fastened the base ring to the cock sheath. My cock was wanting to get hard again already, and it had nowhere to go. It felt crushed, and then began to hurt.
With a *click* the lock was in place and my make genitals were locked away.
That was at 7pm this evening. It is now 11pm, time for bed. The thing hurts. I can't help trying to get an erection and it pulls on the base ring, and crushes my cock so it hurts and then my cock gets flaccid again.
When I walk around it is like I am carrying some luggage between my legs or something.
I've been incredibly unhappy all night, but Liz has been in the best mood ever. Normally, if Liz was in this mood I would be looking for sex, but now... I guess that's out.
And she says she will unlock me after the wedding ceremony. Three weeks.
I need to pee. I guess we are going to see how that works.
