[KnownAsHerbert] New chapter

[KnownAsHerbert]

Em: Looks like you're in an advanced state of readyness this morning.
Me: I am, and I expect I'll stay in a state of readiness too.
Em: Oh yes. I intend to keep you ready for a while yet. And in that new little cage too so I hope it's comfy in there.
Me: It's quite comfortable. Possible to forget it's there sometimes, like the Nub.
Em: I bet you can't forget it's there when you're straining against the bars like you are right now?
Me: No. Not at those times.

Miss Emmie just giggled. She's not saying how long “for a while yet” is. I'm preparing myself for it to be a rather long while.

[KHEmmi]

I'm preparing myself for it to be a rather long while.

Wise.

[KnownAsHerbert]

Working at home with an early start in the hope of an early finish too, before the forecast peak of 30C is reached. Then, let the weekend begin.

I slept soundly as far as I can remember and woke in my usual 'recovery position', straining in my little cage of course, and with a naked female wrapped around me. She'd been awake for a short while already and her hands were exploring, which is probably what woke me in the first place.

"Good morning, sleepy" she said. "I wondered how long you were going to make me wait for my morning pleasure".

"Not as long as you're going to make me wait for mine", was my thought, which I kept to myself.

So I got to work (on Miss Emmie) and then got ready for work (at home today, thank goodness). Pleasantly cool in my little office space at the moment and not too much demanding my attention today. Things to read and comment on, emails to deal with. No doubt there will be distractions but the prospect of switching my laptop off at around midday should help me to focus. Miss Emmie has already indicated that she'd like to get some morning sun before it gets too hot out there and that, if nothing else, means I'll be on sun cream duty...

[KnownAsHerbert]

I had a brief inspection this morning. The little steel cage wasn't removed but Miss Emmie took a look to make sure there was no sign of anything wrong. I didn't think there was anything to worry about and hadn't asked for the check up. And Miss Emmie didn't find any problems either.

She asked whether I felt that I was getting used to the new little cage. I said that I was and that it generally felt fine, comfortable, and wasn't causing any trouble. Her reply to that was "Good. Glad to hear that it's suitable and working out. You'll be good with that until the end of the month at least. I'll not bother swapping it for another cage then."

My brain can never help going into mental maths mode on hearing things like this and before I could stop it, it had come up with the answer that this mean another 11 days. And she had said "at least" on the end of her sentence. She hadn't said any of the magic words "unlock", "release", "sex", "orgasm". She had said "swapping it for another cage". My poor brain is in hyper-imagination mode now, thinking up what might happen after the end of the month. Another cage. For how long? She's going for another record, I know it.

I've decided to accept the suggestion that it is the sudden warm weather causing my current turmoil in the cage. Only 11 nights chalked up and already my poor cock is thinking that it must surely be time to be let out. It's definitely not happy to sit back and wait patiently. How can I tell it that it's got a while to go yet before it gets any freedom, fresh air and fun?

[KnownAsHerbert]

Feel like I'm going to be climbing the walls to get out before long...

[Rufusstone]

Maybe if you’re good, MissEmmi will agree to milk you? A pleasant intimate thing to do together which might take some of the edge off for a short while.
But she seems more focused on punishment at the moment so maybe you’ll have to develop some tantric meditation instead.
It will get easier once past 6 weeks

[slave d]

And MUCH easier past six months

MsM’s ld

[KnownAsHerbert]

Miss Emmie was extra... how can I put it?
Smoochie and cuddly?
Last night.

She's been in a good mood ever since she'd heard some words that she'd been wanting to hear for a while.

I couldn't believe that I was hearing the words even though they were coming out of my own mouth. But I was hearing them and they really were coming out of my own mouth. I told Miss Emmie that I didn't want to be let out of my cage, didn't want to come, through the whole month of August. That was what she wanted to hear and now I'd said it out loud. She was very happy.

Since we delved into chastity, Miss Emmie has been determined to stick with it, make it work, see it through. As long as no serious issues arose, and they haven't, then she would be strict. To her credit, she has been very consistent and strong in making sure that she got it working how she wanted it to work.

But she wanted to go for a longer lockup, as she had read that others had done early on in their journey. She'd come across others who went straight in at two months with no building up to it, or did three months straight after a short period of initial familiarisation. We had built up over time with each lockup being a bit longer than the one before it. The longest of all being 35 nights.

She could have just gone ahead and done it of course. Gone for 6 or 8 or 10 weeks or more and there would have been nothing that I could do about it, but she wanted me to ask for it. There were hints and I'd seen them and thought them over. And yesterday I asked. She was beaming with delight and told me that of course she would keep me locked at least until the end of August adding that she “absolutely loved” having me locked full time.

She spoke about it more as we ate last night and I got lots of praise, she was proud of me and told me, without elaborating, that it would be worth it. She also mentioned that by the end of August my average of orgasms to months would be nicely down to 1.4 and that was a great step in the right direction. Less than 1.0 is still her target. Strangely this number is important to her. I don't really know why.

Em: Just because you're locked throughout August doesn't mean that you'll be out straight away afterwards, not necessarily on the 1st of September. Just to be clear. I might want to wait a bit longer.
Me: Oh, I hadn't thought about that. And I can't ask how much longer either, can I?
Em: No.

For the rest of the evening and at bedtime, she wanted lots of loving, which of course, she got. A bath, pampering, a massage and then to settle down cuddled up together.

Em: Thank you for asking.
Me: That's ok. I want you to be happy.

Unfortunately, I didn't sleep well. Hormones, and now officially into the 'third week', or perhaps just as a result of the discussions and the more physical aspects of the day, especially the evening. We'd settled down with her snuggled up to me and stroking me so I was well aroused from the start. Not the best way to try to sleep.

Now we've turned a little corner in the journey I think. Not a massive change of direction but a bend in the road. I've worn the small steel cage for 2 weeks now and with there being no signs of trouble with it, Miss Emmie has said she's not going to change over to anything else just yet. The small steel is fine but I do miss the "standard" one as well. Miss Emmie can stroke me through the bars of the standard one, which is nice. She can't do that with the small one. Not as effectively at least. Of course, I can stroke myself through the standard one too, so perhaps she'll use it less for that reason alone. She won't want me having any unauthorised fun! Anyway. with 6 weeks to go before the end of August, I think she will swap to one of the other two cages at some point. Just to make a change. There'll be a stint of weightlessness in the vacuum of space at some point when the Cobra Nub has its turn no doubt. That's just a guess because I don't ask. I just wait.

[LockedByBD]

I couldn't believe that I was hearing the words even though they were coming out of my own mouth. But I was hearing them and they really were coming out of my own mouth. I told Miss Emmie that I didn't want to be let out of my cage, didn't want to come, through the whole month of August. That was what she wanted to hear and now I'd said it out loud. She was very happy.

Strange how the chastity device is somehow connected to the brain. We WANT to please our keyholder and our brain says "give her more of what she likes." And what she likes is you locked so...

It's almost automatic that desire to say what you know is just more difficulty for you. But we do it.

[KnownAsHerbert]

I couldn't believe that I was hearing the words even though they were coming out of my own mouth. But I was hearing them and they really were coming out of my own mouth. I told Miss Emmie that I didn't want to be let out of my cage, didn't want to come, through the whole month of August. That was what she wanted to hear and now I'd said it out loud. She was very happy.

Strange how the chastity device is somehow connected to the brain. We WANT to please our keyholder and our brain says "give her more of what she likes." And what she likes is you locked so...

It's almost automatic that desire to say what you know is just more difficulty for you. But we do it.

Stranger still, perhaps, is that I now feel really pleased that I've done it! How can that make sense?