Marfisa’s Old, Abandoned Home: Introduction

2019-05-04

Introduction

For my second classic set of captions copied over from Tumblr, I set myself the task of explaining what this chastity thing is all about, so that I could later reference this post.

This has been a lot for me to process. I’ll try to repeat it with my own words: a chastity cage is like a chastity belt, but instead of being a metal slip for women locked around the waist, it’s a metal tube for men to put their penis in, and locked around the balls or with a piercing.

Once locked in place, the wearer can still use the toilet, although he has to sit down to pee. But if he wants to have sex or masturbate, he first has to ask the keyholder to be unlocked.

And they can be used for – what was it again? To ensure fidelity, prevent chronic masturbation, or motivate a man to give head more often. And as it happens, you actually own one of those devices.

What I still don’t understand: why would a man agree to wear such a thing? It seems to only have downsides for the wearer. I mean, if I couldn’t at least masturbate every few days or so, I guess the frustration and horniness would drive me nuts. So the wearer would be totally at the mercy of the keyholder. Unless you men have a lower sex drive.

You mean your horniness would turn me, in your eyes, from a nice cute girl into an adorable goddess? And the idea of living with an irresistible glorious radiant goddess turns you on? Well, since I can’t see any drawback for me, let’s give it a try.

But only under the condition that there are no strings attached, and that I won’t have to worry if the key is really mine, or just borrowed or whatever: once I have the key, there are no backsies, and I get to decide when and how it ends.

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