This is my journal from Locktober 2023. It's my first entry on this, or any, site and I hope it's easy to read. I hope my future posts are closer to story-type posts, but this is just a series of entries from what I think was the most fun month of my adult life.
Day 1:
I woke up, trimmed my pubes, showered, then put on the cage.
Today, Princess got her laser treatment done and I sent $80 for half of it. Sending that $80 immediately got me "hard" and I suffered in silence for 10 minutes as my cock strained against the cage.
Princess gave me my rules for the month last night and as part of those rules, I cannot bring up my cage, my cock, my discomfort, or my horniness unless I pay for permission to do so.
The rules are very much a mind fuck because I know I'm caged for her but I'm not allowed to speak of it. It's as if she wants me to suffer more than just physically. To suffer in silence, knowing that she knows exactly what she's doing, is messing with my head.
Day 2:
Today was much easier. It's like my cock is getting used to the cage. She (that's what Princess says I need to refer to my cock as, because it's more feminine than masculine now) still strains against the cage when I think horny thoughts. But keeping busy at work today almost made me forget I had it on.
I worked a shift no problem, which is both exciting and scary because I'm slowly running out of reasons to need the cage off. Princess mentioned that I'll be wearing it to the gym one of these days as a test run. So far, I've been allowed to go to the gym cage free.
Day 3:
This morning was rough. I had to wake up very early for work, had very little time to leave the house, and my morning wood made it near impossible to get the cage on.
I did my best to concentrate on nothing and let the erection die down and finally got it on, but in such an uncomfortable way..
My cage is a little too small for me. Princess prefers it this way so I have little to no comfort when wearing it. We've discussed buying a bigger ring for it, but the cage size is to remain the same.
Day 4:
Today was another easy day. I woke up for work, slipped the cage on kind of weird and had an uncomfortable drive, but readjusted it once I arrived to the office. Worked my shift and barely noticed the cage, then got home and made a dumb joke to Princess. This earned me the "reward" of "edging" for 10 minutes.. with the cage on.. and standing in the corner. Princess allowed me the choice of over the pants or just directly onto the cage. The way my skin sticks through the cage, I chose no pants because the denim of my jeans rubbing on the sensitive skin is possibly the worst pain the cage can cause.
Also, last night Princess and I discussed buying a new cage and a slightly bigger base ring. The issue with the current ring is that it's too small, making both peeing and sleeping in it impossible. I have to remove the cage for both and neither Princess nor I think that's how it should be. If I want to be her caged slave 24/7, and for her to have all but one emergency key to my cage, it's only right.
Day 5:
Today was an amazing day. I woke up, showered, caged my cock, then picked up breakfast burritos and went to Princess's house to serve her all morning.
I got to her house, put some beautiful autumn themed flowers in a vase for her and brought them to her room with her burrito. She then gave me my list of tasks for the day. I cleaned her floors, made her bed, folded her laundry, and started sorting her closet for her.
About an hour in, she had to step out for a bit. She had to go walk a friend's dog for them, while they're out of town. I was put in her closet, blind folded, and left to stand in the dark corner until she came back. This was the most painful part of the day in terms of caged "erections". I started seeing shapes in the dark, and all I could think about was my beautiful Princess. The way she laughed as she turned the lights off and closed the door, leaving me for who knows how long.
If I had to guess, I was in there for about an hour. It could have been more though.. Once she got home and put her stuff down, I was let out to continue with my list.
Later in the day, I was allowed to rub her perfect feet. She mentioned that they're a bit dirty but I'm to rub them anyway and all I could think to myself was "What I wouldn't do to lick these feet clean right now.." That's a huge fetish of mine that Princess has never indulged me in. That's why she's perfect, because not only does she own me and know she could make me do whatever she wants, but she cares for me and my health. But I don't care I'd want to be made to lick her feet clean every single day, if it were up to me.
After finishing my list and going out to buy some snacks for us, she had to go walk the dog again and I was sent home. Part of me wished she kept me in the closet again then made me go home when she got back, but that would have ended up being two hours.
It was the perfect day.
Day 6:
Last night at 11:45pm, I was called in to work. I worked until 6 am then drove straight to my next shift at 8am. During the night I was allowed a two hour nap in the car. The reason I don't sleep in my current cage is because the base ring and morning wood don't mix well. It basically cuts off all circulation and I wake up with an impossible to handle painful "boner". So in the middle of the night, while at work, I had to take the cage off and didn't get a chance to put it back on until after work.
Obviously I told Princess this and she wasn't very happy about it. My punishment is buying her an extra gift from her Amazon wishlist (I buy her one every Friday) and I also have to be caged for my after-work nap. It feels so wrong not being caged. She's conditioning me to be the perfect caged slave for her and it's working because I felt naked and like an awful slave today..
Day 7:
Today was my first day going to the gym caged. In the morning, I asked if I could send for her breakfast. Princess made a change to the cage-free gym rule and said that at least once this month, I need to send her $2 and ask if I may go to the gym caged. I did it today. And to my regret... it wasn't that bad. Which means she might make me do it again or more often or eventually every time. I'm really digging myself into a deeper hole of servitude and slavery but I love every second.
Day 8: