A new Personal Best! I have broken my previous chastity period of 165 days. What a great day. If only I could celebrate. I'm not due a ruined orgasm for another week - which I may have to miss because I'll be holidaying with my cousin and she wouldn't understand. I guess I'll just watch some porn and moan.
Meanwhile A is in France. I hope she manages to see some cock. She rather enjoyed the lycra bulges of the Tour de France. I'm sure she'd also enjoy the real thing.
Monday 23 July 2012
Tuesday 10 July 2012
Day 153
For some reason, I was feeling very horny today. I managed to wear the cage for half the day, which helped with reducing my erections but did nothing for the feelings inside which dominated me all day.
Yesterday A agreed that my bulge was very small and, had she seen it, she would have laughed. This is a real turn on. I have no idea why. I am seeing her on Thursday night and, maybe, we can go shopping for some women's underwear so she can humiliate me. I am looking forward to this with both excitement and trepidation.
I often daydream about A telling me to remove my trousers before getting into her car on the way home from wherever we've been. I usually have my cage on and she always gives it a few playful tugs and whacks. For this reason, I nearly always wear women's pants when we go out. Sadly, it's always been a daydream.
I spent a lot of the day working on my second memoir, which may explain the horniness.
Yesterday A agreed that my bulge was very small and, had she seen it, she would have laughed. This is a real turn on. I have no idea why. I am seeing her on Thursday night and, maybe, we can go shopping for some women's underwear so she can humiliate me. I am looking forward to this with both excitement and trepidation.
I often daydream about A telling me to remove my trousers before getting into her car on the way home from wherever we've been. I usually have my cage on and she always gives it a few playful tugs and whacks. For this reason, I nearly always wear women's pants when we go out. Sadly, it's always been a daydream.
I spent a lot of the day working on my second memoir, which may explain the horniness.
Wednesday 4 July 2012
Day 147
I had a wonderfully humiliating episode today when a stranger saw me wearing women's pants. It was super embarrassing and exciting at the same time.
I also bought a pair of white cycling shorts today, but having put them on, I don't think I'd be brave enough to wear them in public. Though they are so tight, I look very small in them.
I also bought a pair of white cycling shorts today, but having put them on, I don't think I'd be brave enough to wear them in public. Though they are so tight, I look very small in them.
Tuesday 3 July 2012
Day 146
I have returned to wearing the cage. It wasn't until I slipped it on that I realised how much I'd missed it. It feels secure. While the frustration is the same, there's the added security in knowing I can't get completely hard or squeeze myself.
I did feel a little conspicuous in a coffee shop today. I realised, as I sat in my shorts, that the cage was pretty obvious. Not as a cage, you understand. It looked rather like I had a 3.5" erection! I'm pretty sure the women sitting at the table next to me saw it.
Which makes me realise that when I'm wearing the cage I actually do have a pathetically small penis! No wonder A suggested I wear it when she humiliates me in front of others.
Speaking of which, I read a great SPH challenge yesterday. The idea is for a man with a small penis to, somehow, let a woman know about his size restriction. This, in itself isn't much of a dare but the delicious twist is that the woman has to be someone he works with and dislikes. The idea being she is the last person in the world he'd want to know for fear of her telling others and, basically, making his life hell.
The challenge I read was accomplished by a guy who set up a few fake email addresses and, by pretending to be a couple of women who also worked in the same company, gradually, let this woman know. He reported that it was excruciatingly humiliating the next time he saw her at work and since doing it, he suffers every time they're together.
Makes me wish I worked with a woman that I hated! Then I could get A to let her know. Much easier than fake emails.
Yesterday I had a ruined orgasm and emptied my balls with no satisfaction.
I did feel a little conspicuous in a coffee shop today. I realised, as I sat in my shorts, that the cage was pretty obvious. Not as a cage, you understand. It looked rather like I had a 3.5" erection! I'm pretty sure the women sitting at the table next to me saw it.
Which makes me realise that when I'm wearing the cage I actually do have a pathetically small penis! No wonder A suggested I wear it when she humiliates me in front of others.
Speaking of which, I read a great SPH challenge yesterday. The idea is for a man with a small penis to, somehow, let a woman know about his size restriction. This, in itself isn't much of a dare but the delicious twist is that the woman has to be someone he works with and dislikes. The idea being she is the last person in the world he'd want to know for fear of her telling others and, basically, making his life hell.
The challenge I read was accomplished by a guy who set up a few fake email addresses and, by pretending to be a couple of women who also worked in the same company, gradually, let this woman know. He reported that it was excruciatingly humiliating the next time he saw her at work and since doing it, he suffers every time they're together.
Makes me wish I worked with a woman that I hated! Then I could get A to let her know. Much easier than fake emails.
Yesterday I had a ruined orgasm and emptied my balls with no satisfaction.
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