The longest time I spent locked up was with my live-in girlfriend, who served as both Mistress and Keyholder—three months total. It’s far more enjoyable when the person holding your key is right there to tease you and help you reach that orgasm in real life! I really admire those of you whose wives are managing your chastity.
Now that we’ve separated, I’ve had plenty of online sessions, though I usually give up after 10 to 15 days. I desperately want to ask Miss Lucy to put me under her lock again, but I’m terrified she’ll be disappointed if I can’t hold out long enough. So, I decided to try self-locking with an EmlaLock as a test run to see if I have what it takes. I’ve been locked for three days now, plus another three beforehand where I was in denial, making six days total without release. My tiny balls are starting to ache and I’m dripping constantly. It feels different when you’re suffering specifically for your Mistress’s amusement, though it isn’t quite the same experience as doing this all by yourself.
I can manage the physical aching and constant dripping, but oh gosh, my emotions get so raw—I become moody, whiny, and feel like crying just like an eight-year-old girl. That emotional volatility is honestly the hardest part; it feels almost like I’m on my period. Maybe I really should be wearing liners!
Usually, I lean mostly heterosexual—yes, I am a sissy who identifies primarily with lesbian dynamics—but there’s always that sissy side of me drooling over BBC (Big Black Cocks). When I’m unlocked, my dreams feature women, but last night I dreamt of a very well-endowed bull bending me over and pounding me like a doll. My cage was absolutely packed when I woke up. Well, those are my musings for the day; now I’m going to cry about my predicament.