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My 31st day locked in chastity :( I took the advice of several people and attempted to talk with my girlfriend about 1) being kept in this cage without any indication of when she might let me out, and 2) that I was thinking about cutting the lock off my chastity device if I couldn’t cum soon. She was upset that I demanded to talk with her about any of it, primarily because I was bothering her while she was getting ready to go out for the night. All of which I knew would cost me, but can’t take this much more.
I can’t explain exactly how she did it, but somehow during our argument she undid my belt, unzipped my fly, slid her hand into my boxers and wrapped her hand around my balls. That’s when I felt her squeeze down hard with her nails. There’s a minute or two here where I have no idea what she was saying. I just know I missed it completely while I was trying to remember how breath again. When I did feel her ease up a little, she was staring at me with this cold look on her face waiting for something I was supposed to be saying but didn’t know what the question was.
I couldn’t even drop to my knees because of the grip she had on my balls. I remember starting to beg her to please let me jerk-off again the way she used to let me do... but right then I felt her nails dig in again. A lot more pain, then my knees buckling right before I hit the floor.
I know a lot of guys who somehow can take a lot of ball punishment, but mine are super-sensitive. I apologized profusely and begged her not to hurt my balls again for what seemed like forever. When I felt her hand slap my forehead I finally realized she was telling me that we’d discuss this on Monday. That she’d listen to what I had to say. But not until Monday. There was some more cussing about trying to ruin her night, then her asking me if I loved her enough to not bother her with this again until then. I agreed with everything she said, promising her I wouldn’t do or say anything until she decides to talk about it Monday, when she isn’t going out.
Spent the next half hour at least just trying to get from the floor to a sitting position on the bed while she was finishing her makeup and hair. Heard her phone ring, then her friend and her talking about some event at a nightclub by the river. How her friend had plans for one special man who they were going to meet, but all the others were hers if my girlfriend wanted them. There was a lot of laughing between them whenever my girlfriend expressed how understanding I was about her going out and having fun. How a lot of men are very possesive, and how nice it is to have such a non-jealous type boyfriend tracking her down at night. There was a lot of laughing between them at my expense for a while. But I really do love her. That and the fact I didn't want my balls completely destroyed tonight kept me from saying anything just then.
When she finished, and had her coat in hand, she asked me how she looked. I stood up telling her she is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. How her delicious curves would drive any man crazy. She smiled and kissed the air in front of my face. When I reached my hand up to kiss her she told me not to mess with the lipstick. She let me kiss her neck, then help her put her long coat on. Her big round ass looks awesome even with a coat covering it, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her back against me, I just couldn’t resist, and told her I loved her again. My caged cock pressing against her stunningly thick black ass under that coat. She laughed and reminded me not to mess up her hair. She’s out now. At some nightclub. Dancing with I don’t know how many men, or when she’ll even get home. If she does come home at all tonight.
Am I wrong thinking I should at least be allowed to jerk-off once a day? Or at least when she goes out by herself? That would be more than fair right? Is it really that wrong to expect to be able to at least cum on her leg, or her ass, or her big phat black titties, once a week?? Or a Great Fucking blowjob from my own girlfriend once a month??
I promised her I’d wait until Monday. But after that, one way or the other, this damn chastity cage is coming off.
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