Another week has passed. My timetable over the last 7 days has been that I had a little more control over the type of food that I eat, so I was keen to make an extra effort, to get a few more than the standard 2 pounds off. I was also able to find the time to get some extra swimming sessions too. This week I was confident that I would be OK.

Last week I had only dropped 2 pounds, so under the rules I should have been allowed just 1 day release. I admit to be getting a bit cheesed off with all this and so I wasn’t too unhappy when I wasn’t instructed to lock up again after the 24 hours had expired. In fact I had quite a few extra days of freedom. It was on Saturday night when My Dearest left the padlock to my CB3000 on my bedside table. Unfortunately I did not see it until the next morning. Whoops!

So with just 2 days and 1 night before the next weighing and almost certain release, I locked myself up again.

It was during Monday that I made a casual comment to My Dearest that if she wanted, we would be able to make love that night. She suggested that she might not let me out since I had been out for most of the week anyway. That came as something of a shock. We have the rules dictating when and for how long I will be let out, but My Dearest does have overall veto, and can decide to leave my cock locked in its cage if she feels that I do not deserve release.

That night, I weighed myself. Last week I was 13 stone 7 pounds, so my target was 13 stone 5 pounds. I stood on the scales and it displayed 13 stone 5 pounds. I had done it, though I was a little taken aback that I had not lost more. I decided to weigh myself again. This time the reading was 13 stone 6 pounds eek!

I then proceeded to weigh myself several times more, in order to gain some sort of consensus. On all but 2 occasions the results were 13 stone 6 pounds.

This is bad news. It was definite, I was not being released this week. My cock is to be locked for at least another 7 days. Also to make matters worse. My target for next week is catch up what I failed to lose this week and then lose another 2 pounds as well. So in order to have any chance of being let out next Monday, I must lose 3 pounds. My target for next week is 13 stone 3 pounds.

I am keeping a record of my weight loss since I started this game back at the end of February. Had I lost a regular 2 pounds per week, week in week out. I would be the same weight as I am now. So all the gains I made by losing extra weight some weeks have been lost when I failed to keep up on other weeks.

When I started this, I weighed 14 stone 2 pounds, and since then I have lost 10 pounds, or 5.1% of my original body weight. My Dearest is sympathetic, and says it is good that I lost 1 pound. She is still not letting me out though.