Every couple of weeks or so, I hit a wave of intense horniness that makes me feel like I’m battling my chastity cage. I’ll grab hold and rattle it around to get some relief, though it doesn’t amount to much in the end. During these times, I usually chat with my KH online, who offers plenty of sympathy and support as you’d expect.
Today was different, though; he mentioned something quite interesting that struck me as both thoughtful a bit unsettling. He believes the mental implant controlling my brain is now active. His observation wasn’t just about today—he noted that I’ve been able to stay locked for weeks on end. Even when it gets frustrating at times, I don’t instinctively reach for the keys. It feels like the programming inside me is working as intended, keeping me shut tight. Interestingly, this coincides with my decision to order a new device featuring a more robust and secure locking mechanism than what I’m using now. Looking back, I realize I placed that order almost without much thought.
I’ve also noticed another shift: for years, I never really cared about getting a PA (permanent attachment), but lately, the idea has been growing on me. My KH is very keen for me to get fitted with one too. He seems to have several of his lockees currently going through the process of having their PA’s placed. Recently, he told me he thought I’d come around to the idea again—and it appears he was right.
I feel happily ensnared and mentally secured in my routine. My KH has more experience under his belt and probably saw this coming; he’s quite clever. I’m not sure if the implant was always there lying dormant, or if it was gently introduced over time. I’ve dabbled with chastity for years, but somehow my KH managed to get me securely locked in.