Chastity Is a Confusing Kink
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I was born Jameson Madison. My name now is Jennifer Nicole Madison. I live as a full time female. The grip was tightening on me every day to become a woman, so I transitioned 2 years ago. My boobies are implants. I have had other surgeries to enhance my feminine appearance. I will stay a pre-op. I am a sex toy, and I love it.
I am kinky. I am naughty. I love boys and girls. I need both pussy and cock and yes, I am a good cocksucker as well as a terrific pussy licker. And I love my booty filled. I am still functional. I am a slut. I am submissive but have known to switch. Yes, you can also label me a sissy. I am the complete sexual package.
That leads to my love to play with sex toys, especially chastity. I own six different devices. My cock is not permanently encased in silicone or metal. In fact, I may wear one for only a few hours each day, or maybe not at all. Ten days is longest period that my cock has been caged but even then I experienced limited release.
Being locked in chastity is one of the ultimate services I can provide my partners. Wearing chastity is mostly a mental thing. It's all about entertainment and focus to me. I have had keyholders, I have self-locked. Chastity makes me concentrate on my partners needs and pleasures. It makes me pay more attention to my ass and how it feels being fucked. It makes the entire sexual adventure about me. Yes it really does. I love to top from the bottom.
And I will be the first to admit, it's all about me!
I enjoy wearing chastity cages because I want to. I willingly wear my cages. I have never felt forced to be caged. Chastity increases my desire to serve and service my partner. I am not currently in an exclusive relationship, and I have had multiple keyholders. Wearing chastity also humiliates me.
You Always Remember Your First Time
You always remember your first time but wearing chastity for multiple partners means you have many first time sexual events. My older sister, Melissa, was the first to demand that my cock to be encased in chastity, but to humiliate me even more, the person locking me was my ex-girlfriend, Aubrey aka Cash. I was fully aroused at the thought.
I will be brief, since my first time is documented in an already published story
Jennifer Nicole Goes Shopping
in the series
The Evolution of Jennifer Nicole.
The first time caged was to keep me from staining any new clothes that I going to try on during my first shopping spree dressed femme. So, Cash squeezed my shaft hard to break down my semi-aroused clit. Then did it again. It worked so she fit my shrinking shaft in the tube. She securely locked the rings and the shaft with the small lock. She kept the keys, sliding them down her gold neck chain that dangled between her magnificent globes. Later that afternoon, Cash freed my cock from the cage, then she expertly sucked it. I orgasmed very quickly that afternoon.
Being caged the first time, happened so quickly I didn't have time to balk. From that first experience, my curiosity about chastity became powerful. I was overwhelmed being feminine, but the chastity seed had been planted by Melissa and Cash. My mind took over from there, the desire to be caged again began to germinate. From that day forward, exposure to the mere concept of chastity kept running through my head. I tried to avoid the temptation, eventually the desire resulted in again trying on a chastity cage. The itch needed to be scratched. It was my cage to keep, so I self-locked whenever I felt the need.
I Didn't Have a Bucket List But I Had Two More Firsts!
So, then there was my first time in chastity with my girlfriend at the time. I also recall the first time I was caged for a man. Both times were with my college girlfriend Naomi. It was always entertaining to wear a chastity cage with her. Off and on we experimented with different sex toys, such as plugs, gags, collars, leashes, cuffs or remotes. Chastity somehow always was entangled in our play activities. Chastity has always been my favorite sex toy.
We also loved to share partners, male or female. Sometimes I was a Jameson but most of the time I was Jenn. We spent our college years sucking and fucking each other and others. If I was wearing chastity, Naomi would tease me building the tension in my loins. Having her mouth on my caged cock always rocked my world. When she released me, my cream always uncontrollably exploded everywhere. But Naomi loved to swallow, and we always shared my cream. Then she always wanted my cock inside her. We were young and she loved the penetrating sessions that always lasted longer and longer. We attributed the extended sessions to chastity.
But I always felt I needed more. So did she. One afternoon, she texted me to join her and her friend Hudson at our favorite coffee café near campus. Naomi, who is multilingual always wanted to text me in French. I took French lessons in school. It was our thing so to speak. It read,
'
Jenn je prends un café avec Hudson. Viens nous rejoindre.'
I responded back that I was a dressed as Jenn and self-locked,
'
Je suis habillée en Jenn, ça te va? Je suis aussi enfermé dans la chasteté.'
Her reply was,
'Hudson va apprécier ça!
'
followed by a smiley face with red hearts as eyes emoji.'