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Greetings everyone.
It is Wednesday the 26th of February, and my Cobra cage is currently locked on me. I have been confined since last Friday the 21st; the deal was that for health reasons I would only unlock to shower daily before slipping back in immediately. That makes six days at 24/7 confinement.
We have experimented with short-term chastity a few times, ranging from a couple of days up to a week—twice last year, if memory serves. Those periods were thrilling and really boosted our intimacy. However, I eventually grew achy; it seems we got ahead of ourselves regarding duration, leaving me feeling battered and bruised due to… well, more aggressive discipline techniques… lol but that is another tale for the blog.
I have invited my Keyholder (let’s call her Q) to either edit this space or write her own entry. We shall see if she joins in or corrects me as time goes on.
A bit about us: we are a couple in our 30s and 40s with dependent children, which leaves little room or energy for play. I lean more towards the kinkier side of life. Fortunately, my wonderful wife is open-minded and has embraced keyholding quite well.
We are both still learning. Honestly, as I read through other blogs here—and sharing them with Q—the message becomes clearer: there isn’t a single correct path forward. It comes down to what works for you, what interests you, and seeing where the journey takes you. That is our plan… though that sentence could have used some proofreading.
Where do we stand now? Day 5 has passed with several risqué tasks assigned so far. I will attempt to document these activities in smaller posts as they happen, but here is a recap of those first five days to get things moving.
Day 1: I self-locked the day before while working from home because I needed a break from myself! We discussed it beforehand and agreed that starting early at around 6:30 am would work. So yes, another day at home with me in the cage. It was fairly uneventful; once evening routines were done, bed time came. There was some light verbal teasing, but otherwise nothing major.
Day 2 / 3 (they often blend together): My sleep wasn’t great, though not entirely because of the cage itself—more due to our dependents waking us up! I looked after them all day while Q worked, so I didn’t have much time to dwell on things. Later that night, feeling urges and horny for something stimulating, I read about the secrets to a happy marriage and discovered this site along with other quizzes. We took one just for fun; there were some funny exchanges involved.
Q was very cuddly and noted that I seemed like a somewhat muted sex pest, which pleased her greatly. That made me feel good hearing it. It sounds worse than it really is, but I found myself wanting to talk about the lifestyle constantly. I restrained my urge to speak massively compared to what I felt.
Day 4: A workday spent in the office. We had been discussing ways to spice things up, and the Queen decided I should go to work caged while wearing one of Q’s thongs!! My cock nearly leapt at that! (Or it would have if it could!) Specifically a black thong. I am not into full feminization, but this felt risqué and kinky, keeping me thinking about her all day long.
As part of the daily challenge, she directed me to take a video showing off the cage and thong, telling me to “make it sexy.” I tried lol! I wore them all day… truth be told, there was something humiliatingly sexy about the experience. I felt wound up, enjoyed it, and surprisingly had quite a bit of leakage while still feeling well-supported by the garments!! Take that as you will.
That night, I received a hand job reward. We are both particular people; normally, despite her skilled hands, I cannot finish via hand alone—it is mostly mental. However, after four days of frustration combined with Q’s dirty talk and proper technique (with a 10-minute timer), it blew my mind. She directed the action at me and covered me in my own cum—a large amount—and I was actually shaking… definitely.
Day 5: Another workday in the office, another day in a thong, with more photos for Queen. Work went fine; I am getting better at managing bathroom trips while caged… I think I might need to go with the cobra nub design moving forward, as sometimes he fits perfectly otherwise, so we will see how it goes.
That evening, I was heading out to the gym when Q had just stepped out of the shower. I was being a bit of a brat—hormonal, horny, you name it—but restrained myself except for asking for a taste of her… she knows I love tasting her… things progressed from there, and I gave her a powerful orgasm.
While it is now late on Day 5 (or early next day), I think that covers enough of my attempt to recollect the last couple of days. There was a lot happening in my head as well; recalling every ‘when’ and ‘where’ might do them no justice.
I will try doing a day-after journal style going forward. Comments, thoughts, and suggestions are welcome:)