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Sometimes it doesn’t work

Sometimes it doesn’t work

I’m getting closer to my final exams, which means that my stress levels have gone through the roof. It also means that my horniness has increased exponentially and I’m what you’d call, ahem… insatiable.

The other day I gave in and unlocked Mr Kitty. I needed cock, and I needed it now. He was only too happy to oblige. I couldn’t make up my mind on whether I wanted him to cum, so I didn’t say anything. He assumed he wasn’t allowed and that was fine with me.

We nearly always start with me on my back before moving positions, mainly because it gives him better access to all the fun bits of my body. This time was no exception, though things moved faster than usual and my instinct was to want everything harder and deeper. Yup, epic sex.

I realised something was wrong when I noticed that he was going balls deep from behind while I was on all fours, yet I wasn’t in pain. That rarely happens and, when it does, it’s after a long time of being veeeery careful. Granted, at that stage I had already had a few orgasms so things were bound to be easier, but even then it didn’t make sense in my head that this felt good, despite not having a slow and gentle stage until my body stops thinking that the doggy style position is evil. He was going deep and hard and it felt good.

We went for a long time and eventually had to take a breather. As I lay on my back next to him on our bed, feeling happy and fuzzy and life was good and everything was perfect, I noticed that his cock was still hard. I was very tired by that stage but I wasn’t thinking right. I had an urge to mount it and bounce on it even though I knew I was all orgasmed out. I got on top of him and bounced anyway, until he came too close to having an orgasm and I decided on the spot that he was definitely not allowed. I unmounted him and went back to being happy next to him, still panting.

That’s when I noticed that his cock was covered in blood. Not just a trickle, but full-on omgyou’regonnadie blood. I wasn’t in pain but his PA was causing him a bit of trouble, so we thought he must have got injured. I picked up some tissue from the bathroom to help him wipe the blood off… and that’s when we saw that I was bleeding. I was leaving a trail of blood. I felt no pain or discomfort, but it was so much blood that I wasn’t sure if I should ring the health services’ advice number or go straight to the local hospital. So much blood. Mr Kitty seemed to think I was going to die. And then the blood stopped by itself, before I made my choice about medical services.

I still had no pain, no obvious injuries, absolutely no discomfort.

The next day, Mr Kitty had a sore penis, a slightly angry PA piercing area, and muscular pain everywhere. I was perfectly fine. A little old blood when I wiped, but apart from that it’s like it never happened.

Another day passed and my uncontrollable need for cock was rearing its head again. I somehow convinced Mr Kitty that it would be perfectly fine to let him penetrate me if he did it very slowly, just to check if anywhere inside me was painful. Irresponsible? Yes, extremely. But I couldn’t help myself. So we did that after I practically begged him. It was alright; still no obvious wounds or sore areas, but I tensed up a little when I thought about the way my blood had soaked through the duvet the last time he had fucked me. I decided to abort the operation even though it felt good.

I’m no stranger to sex injuries. I can get a little over excited. But hell, this was horrific. My previous injuries where the type where there’s a lot of pain or discomfort but barely any visible signs. This was just the opposite! So I hereby declare that I won’t be irresponsible again and I will let myself heal properly before trying again. >_>
I am due for a pap smear next month so I’ll be bringing this up just in case.

Being a girl is fun………..

Practical considerations

Practical considerations

I’m not sure how I feel about full-on, 24/7, 365 day chastity. As a concept, it sounds fun in the same way that living in a theme park sounds fun. You can eat all the candy floss in the world! Until you realise that it’s sickly sweet and kind of awful without offsetting it with savoury foods. I know there’s people out there who aim to keep their submissives locked up all the time, but that isn’t for me. I like unlocking Mr Kitty every once in a while because I really love his cock.

I’m going to sound like a bitch, but most times I’ve seen people claiming to keep their subs locked up forever and without any breaks, I just assume they’re lying. Why? Because life still goes on in spite of our kinks, and sometimes there are practical considerations that make chastity devices very inconvenient. I mentioned Mr Kitty’s health issues, but did I mention that I’ve been half dead with a cold for about two weeks? Even then, pausing the use of chastity devices doesn’t only happen when one or both partners are sick, or down, or grieving, or any number of things. If you’ve ever had an ingrown hair grow exactly where the ring of your chastity device hits, you know what I mean. And that is Mr Kitty’s current predicament.

In our case, letting Mr Kitty out of the device is never really a big deal. Some time ago we reached the point where the combination of teasing, cuddling, our respective daily routines and everything else somehow resulted in a very low likelihood that he will wank without permission. He’ll beg to be allowed, but so far he hasn’t slipped in a very long time (it might have happened in the past but if it has, it’s been so long that I can’t remember it). If his willpower isn’t enough he will tell me, though that’s also very rare because he doesn’t really get long enough breaks from the chastity device to have that problem. I like to keep him nicely locked up most of the time unless one of these things happens: sickness, injury, medical checkups and some forms of travel.

Even if I wanted to keep him in his cage for as long as possible, forgoing lovemaking, edging and playing with his cock, I can’t see how I’d be able to achieve that. Our main device is relatively open so everyday cleaning is easy enough, but it’s good to let him out on occasion so he can shave himself better. It’s also sensible to let him out if he has a pimple in an awkward place, or an ingrown hair. Every once in a while he injures himself with the PA while fucking me, and then he has to wear the device without the PA attachment. Realistically, that’s only a step away from being unlocked. I don’t feel guilty for letting him out when it’s necessary.

We’re lucky in that we’ve been doing this for years, so we have sussed out which device fits him well. That alone takes care of the biggest reason most people can’t go very long without getting unlocked. If we were still trying out devices and seeing which one works and which doesn’t, It’s extremely unlikely that I’d be able to keep him locked up for weeks at a time. I feel like those fake stories do a disservice to people who would like to try chastity, but aren’t quite at the point where they would be willing to pay more for a custom device, which may or may not be perfect the first time around.

Orgasm control and the endless sex session

Orgasm control and the endless sex session

Kittyslave orgasms: 1

4 to go.

Yes, I’ve been feeling really fuzzy and horny and everything else lately, which has resulted in a ridiculous amount of sex. I blame it on Mr Kitty’s parents’ absence. I’m also not used to being around Mr Kitty for that many hours, so maybe that had an effect too! He’s been trying his best to sync his sleep pattern with mine while I’m enjoying these glorious days of not doing anything remotely productive, and even though it still feels a little weird, it’s actually quite nice to have some proper free time together. Which, of course, makes me horny and leads to sex. *cough* I mean, love-making…

But…

In all this time he’s been allowed to cum only once. I’m amazed at his ability to hold back these days! It used to not be like that. He never came prematurely or anything, but I couldn’t realistically expect him to go on for a long time without losing quality, getting soft, or finishing. We’ve tried to come up with a reason for him to have improved so much, and the only thing we can think of is the regular edging. I noticed that the time that he came, he continued on with sex without any visible discomfort, and without losing the hard-on at all. I don’t know how I never noticed before. The other times, when he wasn’t allowed to orgasm, we had sex until I was completely sexed out. He definitely enjoyed it, but without struggling against a need to orgasm.

A quick Google search for “edging and premature ejaculation” shows that, apparently, edging to combat premature ejaculation is actually a thing. It makes sense, but I never really thought about it. I guess I also never noticed Mr Kitty’s ability to continue fucking me after he cums because I rarely let him get there, and if I do, my goal is specifically being filled with cum, not so much getting several orgasms.

I unlocked him each time, putting him back in the cage, so his cock was all safe where it belongs. Well, except for a little injury, anyway. Mr Kitty managed to hurt himself with his PA in such a way that the only symptom appeared when he put the chastity device back on. The symptom? A sensation of being in the middle of peeing. He found it disconcerting because he had to keep checking that he was, in fact, still dry. Thinking back, the cause was one slightly-too-forceful thrust with a badly positioned piercing. The solution was avoiding the PA attachment of the chastity device for a day. It’s amazing how quickly a penile injury can heal.

Looking fuckable.
Looking fuckable.

All’s well that ends well.

 

Prince Albert piercing, mmm

Prince Albert piercing, mmm

In reply to a comment I got today:

How did you convince him to get a PA when his previous SO wasn’t able to do so? More depth around his objections and eventual acceptance would be interesting. Where was it done, what was the experience like, did he complain of the pain or aftercare, how has it changed the fit of the device… These are all questions for which the answers I wouldn’t mind reading on your blog.

I was planning on writing about it at some stage, but today is as good a time as any!


 

The idea of getting a Prince Albert piercing came to us by accident. About a month into our relationship, I asked Mr Kitty a little more about the two foreskin piercings that he had on either side of his cock. I wanted to know how they worked within chastity, whether it hurt to get them done, how did he feel about them, etc. To him, they weren’t a big deal because they were very small, and the foreskin is so thin that piercing it wasn’t particularly painful. So I asked if he’d ever get “one of those proper piercings, those that go through your cock and hurt loaaads to get!!!” He squirmed, thought about it for a moment, and said no.

At the time, I was an 18 year old girl who had seen several naked guys, but none that were pierced. The idea of putting a sharp piece of metal through the most sensitive part of Mr Kitty’s body was fascinating, but so incredible that I considered it unthinkable. At least as a serious idea…

Regardless, I went ahead and said:

“I bet you’ll get one if I make you do it.”

His facial expression changed to a mixture of surprise, excitement, and a hint of fear. It was the first time that I felt like I had real power over him. Our relationship was still very young, and we were at the very beginning of our journey into chastity. I wasn’t yet sure of what I could achieve through it. His response indicated that he was loving the suggestion that I could order him to do such a seemingly drastic body modification.

Over the next couple of months, I went from joking about it to fully expecting him to do it. The transition was completely seamless, both for me and for him. We didn’t even realise that it had become a serious plan. It wasn’t about chastity device security — we were far too inexperienced to really think about that yet — it was about ownership. He would get a Prince Albert piercing because I made him get a Prince Albert piercing. He’d think of me when the pain pierced his cock, and every time he’d see the piercing thereafter, he would feel owned by me.

One day I told him that I wanted him to book the appointment at a piercing place of his choice. A few days later he sent me a very loving text, explaining how he was about to go into the piercing studio, how nervous he was, how scared of the pain he was, but that it would be worth it if it was what I wanted. I was sitting with my girl friends during lunchtime at school, and of course I had to read it out to them. They were impressed at his resolve, and so was I.

By the end of the day, he had sent me pictures of his very bloody cock right after the procedure, saying that it was nowhere nearly as painful as he thought it would be. It looked horrific!

The piercing was done very professionally, more like a medical procedure. Mr Kitty thought that he might feel self conscious when he got it done, but the piercer’s skill made it obvious that he had done this procedure many, many times before. It was over quickly and now all he needed to do was wait for it to heal.

Aftercare and healing

I’m very fuzzy on the details and timeline of healing, as it’s been a while! If I remember correctly, he was told to not masturbate or have sex for at least two weeks, but that it would take a month or two for the area to be fully healed. He was to keep the area clean and avoid tight clothing. That’s all I remember as far as aftercare.

We went back to having sex as soon as he felt able… and discovered that the pierced area needed ‘tempering’, since the healed tissue was still too recent to have any strength. For the first couple of months, we had to be more careful than usual, and often needed to stop sex earlier because he would start to get little twinges of internal pain. This eventually went away.

At this point I should say that the pain was possibly exacerbated by my over-enthusiasm in sex. I think every girl should try being fucked by an unpierced cock first, and then again by the same cock, post piercing. It was so good. In fact, I raved enough about it that a few of my guy friends ended up getting their own PAs and thanking me for it!

Chastity device security

Once the PA had healed completely, Mr Kitty was back to being locked up most of the time. We decided to get a new cage, which turned into one of our favourites: the Steelworxx Steelheart. With the PA attachment, there was no way he could ever pull out of the device, as I knew he could do with the CB-6000 that he previously used (it was even easier in the shower, due to the soapy water!). The extra security definitely brought a new dimension to our chastity play. Essentially, it felt more real. And knowing that I could convince him to get his most precious bit of his body pierced through with a chunk of metal, just by ordering him to do so, made me very happy.

Getting the Prince Albert had many advantages and no disadvantages at all. It was quicker than expected, the healing process wasn’t too bad, the sex went from good to amazing, and it made me feel like a powerful motherfucker. After all this time, I still think every man should get one. =P

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