Day 59

A very relaxing day spent in the garden, cage keeping me honest.  It feels much better with it on again.

Day 58

Given that it was a blokey day spent doing things like drinking lots, watching football and cricket and having nothing whatsoever to do with sex, I have nothing to report.  I didn't wear the cage because of the toilet issue but there really was no need for it!

Day 57

The cage was very uncomfortable today.  I think it was the heat combined with wearing jeans.  The basement doesn’t have any cooling so I just suffer.  I think I’ll wear shorts next week.

Most uncomfortable is the little gap in the top of the ring.  It tends to pinch the skin on the top of my penis causing discomfort.  I may have solved the problem though.  I folded up a bit of toilet tissue and inserted it in the slot.  Since doing this, the pain has gone.

Here’s a photo of what the pinched skin looks like.

I think the complete ring used on the plastic devices is a much better design and I wonder whether there are metal devices that feature a complete ring.  If so, I would rather like one that’s slightly bigger as I’m fairly certain the one I have is too small.

Day 56

A busy day which prevented me from thinking about sex at all!  The cage was nice and comforting and rattled when I walked but, other than that, there's nothing to report.

Day 55

Nothing happened out of the ordinary yesterday so I didn't post.  Suffice to say that my inner thighs ached a lot after giving A her massage on Monday night.  I'm clearly not used to it.  Need to practice more, obviously.

I'm spending the day in London, waiting for a delivery from Parcelforce.  I like to wear just panties while in the flat so didn't wear the cage.  There is a block of flats directly opposite with views into them so I figure they have the same view into mine.  This gives me a strange sense of excitement.

The biggest thrill was while cleaning the balcony windows.  I wore a t-shirt but only had panties on the bottom.  I have no idea whether anyone saw me but was pretty much on show to anyone looking across.  Apart from the thrill, I can now say that my penis is not broken after all.

On the tube ride back to Waterloo, I was mesmerised by a woman wearing tights and a t-shirt, standing in front of me, arms stretched up, holding the bar.  Her tights were like a second skin and I could see virtually everything.  It was a feast for these pervy old eyes.

And then, on the train home, a woman in a see through dress wearing very lacy pants underneath.  Heavenly bliss.

I also imagined once or twice (at the very least) A, B & L sitting, naked on the bonnet of a Landrover.  This image will remain with me and will be used to ensure my penis still works.

Day 53

Spent a lovely evening with A, unspoilt by anything sexual.

I just read this in another blog:

In prolonged chastity, I can truly feel [my masculine side] slipping away.

I have to agree; the longer I wear the device, the less I feel like sex.  Instead, I feel the urge to serve.

Tonight, for instance, I had the opportunity to make dinner for A, followed by a back massage.  I thoroughly enjoyed being her temporary 'sub'.  I can only hope she'll let me give her a full massage sometime so I can serve her more.

Actually, though it's obviously impossible, I would love to serve her over a 24 hour period.  Let her do nothing as I served her thoroughly.  I think she'd enjoy that.

We briefly discussed the cage and how it pinches and squashes certain bits of me.  I quite enjoyed showing her.

Day 52

I had a day without the cage yesterday.  Actually, to be more accurate, I was without the cage from 4:30pm until this morning at 8.

The reason was because I was going to be drinking at a crowded venue.  Beer goes through me like...well like beer, and I spend a lot of time in the loo.  Being a pub, I figured I'd not be able to bag the cubicle every time so opted for the safer option.

I'm very glad I did!  The urinals (three) had barely room for three to stand at them and the cubicle seemed to be permanently in use.  It would have been impossible to aim straight and avoid people seeing it.

I was lucky enough to spend time with A though.  Which made up for it.

I have, however, had the cage on all day today and will continue wearing it until next Saturday when I will once more be consuming vast quantities of beer.

PS:  I agree with A's comment about it shrinking.  It has stopped getting hard very often and, when soft, is very small.