Monday, November 15, 2010

A New Chastity Device

Last month I ordered a new chastity device, a Lori device model 12B (item # 122 at the following link is nearly identical to the one I bought:

I have used the CB-6000s for about five months (and the CB-6000 regular for about five months before that). It fits well and is reasonably comfortable and secure. The CB-6000s split once and was promptly replaced by the vendor/maker A.L Enterprises so I have no complaint about that device. There were several reasons for the new purchase. First, there is something about the full encasement of my dick in plastic that is just really off-putting for my wife. She won’t initiate action to touch and tease me while I have it on. Second, because it is enclosed like that, I need to remove it each day to thoroughly clean it and me. I know many wearers don’t remove it - using power washers, q-tips and pads to clean it and themselves while they have it on but I am really fastidious about cleanliness so that’s not me - I never could get it or me clean enough to my satisfaction to keep it on continuously. Finally, I would like to eventually migrate to a metal device for increased security and durability. Something like a Lori model 2C.

The model 12B seemed to be a nice way to introduce my wife to the idea of my wearing a metal device. With only a testis and penis ring, my genitals are far more open to touching and it will be easy to keep it and myself clean without removing it. Although without a piercing, the 12B is not very secure (the CB-6000s is more secure), pull out isn’t a problem for me. I have not felt the need to attempt it in any of the devices I have worn (in addition to the CB-6000 and 6000s, I have also tried the curve and the CB-3000).

After exchanging several e-mails negotiating the terms of the purchase, Lori promptly shipped it out to me once payment was made through Paypal. Lori was very good about responding to the many questions I had in my e-mail, always responding to me the same day. It arrived within three days of shipment. It was well protected in bubble wrap.

The first thing that struck me about it is it’s weight. It is a solid piece of stainless steel and at 5.8 ounces is more than twice the weight of my fully assembled CB-6000s, including the lock. It is also a beautiful piece of craftsmanship. From the smooth, polished edges and curves, it is obvious that a lot of work went into making it. The second thing that struck me is “this ain’t plastic.” It’s a permanent device. No household wire cutting snips will open this up.

After some careful measurement, I concluded that I needed a testis ring of 1 and 3/4 inches and a penis ring of 1 and 1/4 inches. The testis ring was easy - it was the size of my CB-6000s testis ring (ring size #3) and that fit well. I even tried putting the CB testis ring on with the ring already closed and that worked fine. The problem was figuring the right measurement for the penis ring. It had a lot of variables.

First, there was the size of the ring itself. Second, there were two studs (or spikes as they’re called but they are dull and flat like studs) on the bottom of the p-ring which were 3/16 inch high to help prevent pull-out. Third, there was the locking bar that went across the top inside of the p-ring, reducing it’s vertical diameter by some unknown amount. Fourth, and probably the hardest to figure was the circumference (and by calculation, the diameter) of my penis. Lori’s web site says to measure just behind the head when it’s flaccid, but with me there are different degrees of flaccid. There’s the usual walking around flaccid, and then there is the “my penis is trapped in a small place and so it makes itself very small” flaccid. The usual flaccid I could measure and it came to about 4 inches, perhaps a hair less. The “trapped” flaccid I couldn’t measure becasue it occurs inside of the CB tube. I knew the tube was 1 3/8 inch and when I'm ultra flaccid, it seemed to fit easily without pressing against the sides.

I also knew that the only way to put the device on was with a sequence that was likely to arouse and engorge my penis - the testis ring went on first. Since I had “shy” testis who would disappear up inside of me when being pressed into a small opening, I knew I would have to put a noose around them to keep from disappearing on me. I also knew the act of putting the noose on them would immediately arouse me. That and the fact that my penis had to be lubricated and handled to duck under the testis ring and then into the penis ring, I knew that the p-ring had to be large enough to handle a somewhat engorged penis or it wouldn’t go on, especially given the studs.

Basically, I compromised, guessed and went with Lori’s suggestion for measurement and used the 4 inch circumference to order the 1 and 1/4 inch p-ring - 1 and 3/4 inch testis ring, one of which she just happened to have in stock. I was concerned about the 3/16 inch studs so I asked that they be reduced to 1/16 inch in height.

After it arrived, I played with it before putting it on - mainly the locking mechanism and key which looks like a sort of vending machine type lock with a slot and two matching hexagonal keys. It required matching up the key with the slot, pushing in and turning while holding the lock body with the other hand. When done properly, it covers up the slot the locking bar goes in so it can’t be removed. Finally, there is a black, rubber cap that goes over the lock to keep debris and water out of the mechanism. When I was confident that I could work the lock, I put device on.

I used my usual skin moisturizing lotion around my balls and found, as I had suspected, that without using a noose to keep my balls from hiding out, they wouldn’t go in. Using the noose, I pushed them through, one at a time. In using the noose, I had semi-engorged so it was a little difficult to sneak my penis under and through the testis ring but with some water based lube I succeeded. Then I pressed my shaft down against my ball sack, separating the two testes and causing them to bulge forward like two 3-dimensional elephant ears. Then it took some serious compression of my lubricated, semi-engorged penis head to get it through the 1 and 1/4 inch penis ring (without the locking bar inserted). Finally, with my penis head through and the ring pressed against my shaft just behind the head or glans, I carefully inserted the locking bar, using a finger to press down hard against the skin of the top of my shaft and guiding the bar to the hole in the p-ring on the other side. With the locking bar in place, I screwed in the lock; then inserted the key by aligning key pin with the slot, pushed in and turned it while holding the body in place, until the marker on the lock lined up on top and the lock was tight.

I wore the device the first time for about six hours and I noticed a problem almost right away. Once my dick had shrunk it had gone past its normal flaccid size and went straight to the “I’m trapped” ultra-mini flaccid size. This resulted in my dick sliding around a lot inside the ring, even pulling out on its own when I sat or stood up. It was clear the p-ring was too big for me. I e-mailed Lori and explained the problem. She said she could reduce the p-ring diameter 1/8 inch and I would pay only for the shipping. She said it would take two weeks. I agreed and shipped it back, paying for shipping both ways.

A week after Lori received it, the modification was done and she e-mailed that she had shipped it back to me. I received it in a few days and tried it on. The fit was definitely better. There was no pull out on its own. I noticed she had restored the stud lengths to 3/16 on her own and I think that helped along with the smaller size ring. There was still some movement but I knew I couldn’t get it any smaller without making it either impossible for me to put on or impossibly uncomfortable whenever I erected (even involuntarily, like while I was sleeping). One thing that helped to make it more secure was using a few small rectangles of 1/16 inch thickness, double sided tape around the inside of the p-ring. All shaft movement was stopped with this, even while sitting or standing. But this is necessarily a temporary measure.

I have ordered one foot square, textured, rubber sheets with adhesive backing - the type used to improve the grip on tools and weapons. I will try using thin strips on the inner surface of the p-ring to see if it also will stop all movement and also stand up to things like showers (the 2-sided tape won’t) and normal wear. It seems that using a material that is tacky and textured will provide a much better grip on the shaft with the same amount of pressure than the smooth inside of the p-ring, much like the tread of a tired grips the road. I’ll update this review after I’ve tried it.

In summary, Lori is very reliable and accurate in her transactions. I will definitely do business with her again and would feel comfortable recommending her to others. The model 12B, without a piercing and Lori’s piercing-chastity jewelry, is not a secure chastity device for those tempted to pull out. To be fair, Lori makes it clear on her web site that without the piercing for security, this is a “tuck” device not a chastity device. For what it does, it does it very well. I am happy I ordered it and look forward to using it in playtime with my wife and at other times for a change of pace. Once my wife gets used to the metal device and starts to appreciate its elegant design and purpose, I will look into getting a more secure, non-pierced, chastity device like the Lori model 2C.

Oh, finally, my wife and I will be doing a “drawing” tonight, which usually means some heavy teasing for me. I’m curious to see how the model 12B feels when I am (or am trying to be) fully engorged. I will update this review when I find out.


Monday, November 8, 2010

The Marble Game Takes An Interesting Turn

It has been about five weeks since my last post. In this previous post I described a game of chance I had devised to get my wife involved more in my chastity, including having her control the actual date and time of my orgasm. You may want to re-read my last post to refresh your memory (and enjoy the description of some very hot hotel sex), but the gist of the game rules was:

1. A one week cooling off period in which I received no or minimal sexual stimulation after my last orgasm, with a major tease period at the end of that first week.

2. Use of a random chance game after that first week to determine the general period of when my next orgasm would occur. This consisted of her drawing a marble from a sack containing 5 black and 1 white marble initially. Selection of a black marble meant no orgasm for me and another drawing in two days, with then 4 black marbles and 1 white marble - the drawings continuing like this until the white marble is selected.

3. When the white marble is selected, I get to cum within 3 days with the exact time within those three days determined by my wife. She was encouraged to "fake me out" once or twice, making me think some sexual play was going to lead to orgasm but then refusing me at the last moment. This meant I had to ask her permission before cumming.

4. The marble drawing was done in a romantic setting - at night (usually before we went to sleep), scented candles and soft music. The drawing to be preceded by some sexual play by both of us, with her teasing me.

So - how well did this work out? Some things worked and some things didn't. But, there was one very interesting discovery made along the way.

The first round went reasonably well except during the one week cooling off period when we were supposed to do some non-sexual touching, communication and cuddling - well, those things never happened. We would sit on the couch and watch TV together for a half hour or so, perhaps hold hands (if I initiated it) but that was about it. Without the hard date to do a drawing, she never got into any sort of romantic mood. After the one week cooling off period, I gave her a "Lady's Night," which consisted of an hour and a half of a full body massage with a happy ending provided with my tongue, fingers and her favorite wand vibrator. She enjoyed it but was not demonstrative in her joy, pretty much just taking a quick shower and going to sleep with almost no touching or communication afterward.

The white marble was selected by her at the fourth drawing which is about what probability would predict. The previous drawings were preceded by some nice romantic cuddling, kissing and general making out and some direct touching and teasing of my genitals while still locked up. Early in the "make-outs" she made it clear that she wanted nothing more than kissing in terms of stimulation. Her response each time of "I'm fine" when I would try to arouse her was a clear message of "hands off."

When she selected the white marble, she made it clear that she wanted to have sex immediately, not wait or tease me over three days. She had me remove the chastity device (she still doesn't like touching it) and we had conventional "at home" sex. It was very good for both of, with good, satisfying orgasms for both of us although not of the earth-shattering variety experienced the last time during our hotel adventure.

The second round's cooling off week went pretty much like the first with little or no affectionate contact without a drawing. This time, preceding the first drawing, she gave me about ten minutes of teasing and external prostate massage with my device still on before she drew. Incredibly, she beat the odds and drew a white marble the first time and let me know that there would be no wait. Instead of our regular, "at home" sex, she let tme know that she prefered to give me a hand job rather than have intercourse. She said she wanted to see me cum. It was good for a hand job but not great, not nearly as satisfying as intercourse and she demurred when I tried to reciprocate afterward. It had the feeling of "get it out of the way" sex which felt alot like our pre-chastity sex and not very satisfying on either an emotional or physical level.

Having gone two rounds with one week cooling off periods that did nothing for me or us in terms of bonding, I suggested we change the rules for the third round, having only a 4 day cooling off period but with an additional black marble added to the mix and her discretion after selecting a white marble extended to 4 days. I figured the intimate contact (the only contact) seemed to happen only when we had a reason to focus on each other like when we got together for a drawing.

This new timing seemed to work better. After four days we got together for our little drawing ceremony which was preceded by my giving her a really good foot massage with coconut oil scented lotion. She selected a black marble on this first drawing. Two days later, after more than usual primping and preparation of herself, we got together and, after about ten minutes of some very good teasing, we did the drawing. She drew a white marble - again beating the odds of selecting the one white marble from among five black ones. She let me know that there would be no delay - she was thoroughly ready for and wanted some hot passionate sex. And so we did.

We went at it passionately for more than an hour. She seemed to take control, starting out with me using my fingers and tongue on her and she using her wand massager. When I moved to enter her, "crossing the T," she said "I didn't say you could enter me." Wow, that totally blew my mind - she had never exercised that kind of control before. She was really getting into the role.

After a lot of stimulation and massager action, she came in a long series of powerful orgasms - each seeming to be the end but as she kept the vibrator pressed to her clit, I continued my ministrations as well, only to be rewarded by the sight and sound of her cumming again. When she was done cumming, she climbed on top of me, straddling my torso and then slid her way up until her shins were on my shoulders. I didn't need any further direction, pulling her glistening wet pussy to my lips and licking her gently, staying away from what I knew must be an overly sensitive clit after her orgasms, tasting her juices from every fold of her pink flesh. She began shuddering and I could feel the contractions of her tunnel through my lips. She reached around behind my head with both hands and pressed my face into her, holding me there until the shuddering subsided.

Afer she came this final time, she collapsed over me, panting, her face and hair wet with perspiration. Then she slid her body down over mine until her groin was pressed into mine. Then, she reached around and grasped my incredibly hard shaft and placed the head of my cock right at her entrance and held me there, brushing it slowly around her hole before plunging me in, sliding her body down over mine to penetrate herself to the hilt. She withdrew it to the very edge and then plunged herself down on me again, the sweat from both of our bodies lubricating her as she slid up and down on me. She did this a half a dozen times bringing me to that exquisite razor's edge of orgasmic explosion. I asked her if I could cum. "Yes, now," was all she replied. I didn't need anything more.

It was one of those white hot, almost painfully pleasurable explosions in which it felt the inside of my groin fairly erupted through my dick like Mount St. Helens going off. With both hands I gripped her deliciously soft, round buns and pressed her down on me as I thrust wildly into her, shooting hot cum with every maniacal thrust in. Finally, I went limp, my hands seeming to lose all strength, my arms suddenly so heavey I couldn't keep them wrapped around her. They flopped down on the mattress and it seemed for a few moments that I was floating upward.

We fell asleep or passed out like that, her on top of me, her arms wrapped around my neck, the side of her face pressed into mine. I don't know how long we were gone. When I finally came back to life, I felt cold - the overhead fan moving air over my sweat soaked, naked body and I heard the shower going over the sound of the still playing music. I must have fallen back asleep before she returned from her shower because I have no memory of anything until the next morning.

It was an experience that was at least equal to the earlier hotel "mini-honeymoon." Afterwards, I thought about what made the difference between that experience and the unsatisfying hand job the previous time and the answer was obvious - it was my wife's mood, attitude and passion since everything else was pretty much the same - same chastity device, same period between orgasms. It was her response that was the essential complement to the chastity device and routine that made the male chastity lifestyle such a powerful force in our relationship.

The title of this blog entry is "The Marble Game Takes An Interesting Turn." First, because of the incredibly pleasurable experience we both had while playing the game; but even more importantly, second - because of something I discovered about my wife's attitude towards "control." You see, after she beat 5 to 1 odds twice in a row, selecting the one white marble in the presence of five black ones, I checked the marbles. Now beating those odds twice in a row is not "winning the lottery," unlikely - it's about 2.5% or two and half chances out of a hundred. But, there was something else - something that only I would notice after a long marriage to my wife. I noticed that prior to the second drawing, she did all of the primping and preparing that she would do prior to having sex. Now, why would she do this unless she knew ahead of time that she would select a white marble and then could decide to have sex immediately.

So, I checked the marbles in the bag. The black ones looked and felt normal. The white one looked normal, but picking it up by itself, I felt something gritty on its surface. Feeling the white marble, it was clearly different than the black ones. It explained my wife's "amazing luck," not to mention the amount of time she would take as she fished around the bag while selecting a marble. There was no other explanation - she had doctored the white marble so she could distinguish it from the black ones and select or not select it when she chose.

Instead of being angry over the apparent cheating, I was delighted by this turn of events. It meant she wanted control over my orgasm - but she wanted to keep her controling hand hidden. It was perfect - even more than I could have hoped for in setting up the game. While seeming to give her a measure of control over my orgasm, she had secretly taken it - all of it. It was a very sweet discovery.


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