CBT Fetish Meets Chastity Fetish
I have discovered not only do I have a chastity fetish but I have a CBT fetish, too!
I’ve always had a thing for cock control. Pretty much any facet of it. I love being teased, being denied, ruined orgasms, you name it. There’s absolutely nothing about turning my dick over to a Mistress that I don’t like.
And don’t you think for a minute that my phone sex Mistress doesn’t know it, either. No, sir. She’s fully aware of it, and she uses it against me constantly. It’s turned into a game for her at this point, I think.
Let me give you an example. She’s known for awhile that I love CBT because she incorporates it into our guided masturbation sessions a lot. I know it sounds kind of crazy, but there’s nothing that feels as good as extending your masturbation session by roughing up your cock and balls a little. It makes for one hell of an orgasm at the end…if she lets me have it, that is.
Anyway, I’d recently confessed to my Mistress my curiosity about male chastity. She seemed intrigued, but we didn’t pursue the matter very far to start with.
Chastity Fetish: My Male Chastity Device Arrives
A few days ago, though, I sat down to check my email, and I saw I had one from her. I swear, it’s almost like she’s trained a Pavlovian response in me or something because as soon as I saw her email address, I got a hard-on. I opened it up eagerly, wondering what she had to say to me today. The message was simple. She’d sent me a link to a BDSM toy store. Underneath it, she’d written, “Buy one of these.” That was it.
Well, of course I clicked the link. It took me to a picture of a chastity device. I’m not going to lie–I got even harder when I saw it. It should probably go without saying that I grabbed my credit card and ordered the device immediately. Then, I sent an email back to Mistress, indicating that I’d done as she asked. Within a few moments, I got the reply: “Good. Be sure to call me the day it arrives.” Ha! She didn’t have to worry about that!
A couple of days later, my device arrived. I didn’t even take it out of the package before I called Mistress. I was anxious to find out all about male chastity phone sex , since I wasn’t really sure how it worked.
Mistress was amused that I hadn’t even opened the box before I called her. She loved the fact that I was so excited about it. She told me to go ahead and open the box and take the device and its accessories out of the package. I was so thrilled that I hardly heard the word “accessories,” but I probably should have been paying closer attention, given what happened next.
Locking Myself In Chastity Hell
Well, I tore into that package like a kid on Christmas morning. Before long, I had the device, some locks, a key, and some weird spiky-looking thing laying on the table in front of me.
“Mistress,” I began, “I have all the stuff out of the package now. I’m curious about what this spiky thing is, though.”
She laughed. “You know how you love CBT?”
“Yes, Mistress,” I replied, not really sure where this was going.
Well, since I know how much you like having your cock and balls abused, I made sure to choose a device that came with a spiked piece to fit on the inside. I thought you’d appreciate it.”
She instructed me on how to put the spiked piece into the device and then how to put the whole thing on. It took awhile because I was so hard. I actually ended up having to go to the kitchen to get ice cubes to make my cock go down! But once it was nice and soft, I slipped my device right on and locked it into place. The spikes were only brushing against the skin of my soft cock, but when Mistress began with the tease and denial, my cock got hard quickly, and the spikes began digging painfully into my cock. Suddenly, I understood exactly what she meant by combining my CBT and chastity fetishes!
As I write this, I’m sitting here in my chastity hell. My cock is trying to get hard and is pressing painfully against the spikes inside my device. It hurts, but it’s hot as hell.