Let me get this straight, there are people who lock up their penis in a plastic tube, they can’t touch it, and then give the key to someone else, leaving them with the decision as to when to let them out?

Well I have never been asked that question, but I expect it is the sort of thing someone might ask if I was telling them about the idea of male chastity. It is not the sort of thing you talk about in polite company. Consequently I have no idea as to how many other people are interested in the subject or actively practice it. There are companies who make an income selling the devices, so there must be quite a few.

So why do people do this? Well you can look at a lot of activities that consenting adults get up to and ask the same question. For me it’s a bit of fun, you could call it day time bondage. Bondage is no longer the taboo subject it recently was. I can step into a shop in my local high street and buy bondage equipment. The shop windows are not even frosted up.

The keyholder is the person holding the key to the man’s penis. So how does it benefit them? The idea is that the keyholder has full control of the man’s penis. When wearing the Male Chastity Device (MCD), the man is unable to achieve a full erection and cannot receive any form of sexual gratification. He can still urinate, but that is about it. Usually the keyholder is the man’s partner, though some single men make the use of keyholding services, where the key is sent away to a professional keyholder for a predetermined length of time.

In the case of the keyholder being the man’s partner, The keyholder knows that her man (of course the keyholder can also be a man), cannot take part in any form of sexual act without her permission. The man becomes more attentive to the needs of his partner, both in bed and around the house. Trying to please his keyholder and to earn release. Of course if the keyholder does not wish to release her man’s penis, then locked up it will stay.

I took delivery of my CB3000 Male Chastity Device in September 2004. As I said in my previous entry, this is my second attempt at writing this blog, The last blog under this title consisted of around 5 lengthy entries describing the events of the last year surrounding my experience both good and bad of the MCD. I will now try and reduce this down to just one entry, thought it might be a bit of a long post.

There are two main factors to wearing a MCD, comfort and security. You must be able to wear it for extended periods while carrying out your normal day to day activites. Also you must not be able to remove it unless you have the key, even if you want to. It turns out that getting both these factors right is not as easy as you think. The CB3000 is in two parts. The A-ring, which goes round the penis behind the scrotum, and the cage, which encases the penis shaft itself. A series of plastic rods or pins connects the two parts, trapping the testicles in between. The padlock fits onto the end of the main pin, thus preventing the ring and cage from being separated. The CB3000 is supplied with a range of parts to allow for the size variations of the male population. 5 A-rings, each of different sizes. Also 3 lengths of pins and a selection of spacers to ensure that the two parts are held close enough to ensure that the testicles cannot escape, but far enough apart so not to cause discomfort.

It is advised to spend some time experimenting with the different rings and spacers. What might seem a good fit at first may turn out to be not quite as OK after a few hours. During this period of experimenting it is advised to keep hold of a key in case you need to let yourself out.

When we ordered the CB3000, My Dearest appeared to be enthusiastic about the idea. We both saw it as a bit of fun. Now the device had arrived, I noticed what I sensed to be a cooling off in My Dearest. Not interested, If I brought the subject up, it would be expertly changed quite quickly in the conversation. I had also joined a discussion forum on this subject and it was a common theme, that some potential “keyholders” do not necessarily take to the idea, and need time to come to terms with what it involved and how it benefited them. So I backed off a bit.

After a few months, I raised the subject at an appropriate moment. I asked if she was still keen, “Oh yes, I am just waiting for you to give me the key”. Soon after, she got the key. Again I waited, waiting for instructions from My Dearest to put the MCD on. It didn’t happen, and again I wondered if she had second thoughts.

During this time, I also had doubts. Wondering if this was just some weird fad that was now passing. I would be thankful that My Dearest had not exercised her power to lock me in the chastity device. Strangely, that also would pass, and I would again desire to wear the MCD and to give my attention to the needs of My Dearest.

It was early summer when I sensed the time was right to raise the subject again. It was a warm evening and we had enjoyed some time in the garden. My Dearest normally went to bed before me, and as she got up, I asked if she wanted me to be wearing my cage when I came up. She gave me that wicked smile that I love so much, and said “yes”. I did as I was told and that night gave her my full attention. At no time did I get any sexual gratification, except for the pleasure in satisfying My Dearest.

I was going off to work early the next day, and I thought she would give me the key as I got up. No she didn’t, I realised I was going to have to work while wearing the MCD. I don’t have a desk job, and I do quite a lot of moving around. Fortunately the time spent experimenting paid off and I was quite comfortable. I was always aware of the MCD being there, but it didn’t stop me from working.

There was a small problem. In the evening, while attending to My Dearest, my penis would be attempting to become erect, unable to do so by the MCD. This was causing me pain. Pain was not the object of why we were doing this, it was not part of the deal. On the 3rd evening, I asked to be released. The next day I investigated and decided that the reason was that the A-ring I had used was too small. So I fitted it again (using a padlock for which I had the key), this time using a larger ring. That night I told My Dearest what I had done for which she thanked me. This felt a lot more comfortable. Though this now affected the security. During work, a few days later, I knelt down and I felt one of my testicles escape through the A-ring. Knowing that leaving it like this could be a problem, I went off to the toilets and adjusted things back to how they should be. After a week of almost continuous lock up. My Dearest released me. I realised again that adjustment was again necessary.

Since that time, I have been trying to find that happy medium of security and comfort. The problem being that after a number of days of continuous wear, the rubbing of the MCD against parts of my genitalia would cause skin to become raw and painful. During this time I was thankful that My Dearest was not instructing me to lock up. I still had control and therefore able to experiment. It was about 2 months after the first time she locked me up when she gave me the instructions again. Again she allowed me to pleasure her while not being able to receive anything in return. Except for the delight in seeing My Dearest enjoying my attentions. A few days later, I had to spends several days away on business. As I left in the morning, still locked up, I realised that I would be remaining locked for at least the next 5 days. It would be the longest period that I would have been locked continuously.

This time it felt different. I was comfortable, but unlike previous times, I did not have the key with me. I knew that my penis was locked for the duration. It both scared and excited me. Even after I returned home, I was still denied release.

It was 11 days after I had been locked, when a big problem happened. It was the middle of the night and I was asleep. Quite often in the early hours, men have an erection. This is normal, and nothing to be ashamed of. If the man is wearing a MCD, the penis straining against the cage, often causes the man to wake. By now I have become used to this and I was no longer disturbed by it. This time, I was woken by the sensation of something giving way. Soon after I experienced pain along my penis. While lying in the dark, and trying not to disturb My Dearest. I tried to work out what the problem was. I was able to reduce the pain, but something still did not feel right. I got up to go to the toilet and have a look in the light. The CB3000 plastic cage is made up of two parts, welded together down the length of the cage. What had happened is that one of the welds had given way under the strain of my nocturnal erection, causing the two parts to separate slightly. The pain I had experienced was my skin being pinched by the two sections. I realised that this was a problem. I had no choice but to wake My Dearest and ask for the key.

The incident had causes some scratching on the skin of my penis, this took a number of days to heal. The cage of the CB3000 was just under a year old and the suppliers agreed that it must be faulty and they replaced it free of charge.

This incident did raise the question, what if this had happened while I was away on business? I also had thoughts that perhaps I don’t really want to do this and I was being silly. I did consider not replacing the broken cage section of the MCD, but I decided that the offer to replace it for free would not last forever, so I sent it off anyway. The new cage sat it its box for quite a while after it had arrived.

It was during this time that I deleted the entries of my previous blog. I thought that perhaps this was the end of this particular little game. It was time to move on. At least, that’s what I thought……….