Continual Frustration

I don't really understand why anyone would want to subject themselves to it, all I know is that there has to be somebody, somewhere in the world who wants it. Considering all the richness and diversity that makes up our nature as individuals, there has to be someone, surely, who wants what I want to give.


There are moments, passing times of reprieve, but on the whole, long term chastity amounts to continual frustration. Even with infrequent release or milking, the feelings of frustration are so pent up that there is a reminder of them continually. With such long term build up, orgasm, when it happens, does little to relieve the feelings which have been building up over many weeks/months.


Initially, the arousal and frustration is felt directly - cock and balls ache, throb and demand attention for relief. But over time, the physical feelings of frustration spread..thighs, legs, torso, arms.. until it becomes an overwhelming feeling of desire and need. It is there continually, and eventually the feelings become so familiar you learn to live with them and in some way, be comforted by their presence, like a friend, they are always there. And so familiar they become, that if/when you are released from the cycle of chastity, there is a sense of loss with their leaving. A sensation of bereavement at the passing of such intense feelings, and being left with nothingness. Far better to be comforted with frustration, than to have nothing at all.


And as your physical body becomes overridden with frustration, so too does your mind..It becomes hard, an effort to think of other things, to concentrate, because you are so consumed with the physical effects of frustration. And at times, you find yourself moaning, whimpering audibly at the sheer helplessness of your situation. Laying on the bed, whimpering because it is all there is left to do.. You can do nothing more to help yourself than whimper at you inability to escape. Overtaken.


And now I have painted a picture for you of continual frustration, I want you to imagine a woman, who you find beautiful, who has the key to your chastity device around her neck. You are not there suffering alone. There is a strong, powerful woman, who you adore, who is your purpose in all of this. She is you raison d'etre. She is the one you crave, the one who you think of continually and who you are reminded of with each moment of frustration. She is the one who you whimper for.


She is the one, in your moments of weakness, when you would normally reach for the key and say, enough of this..she is the one who says, No. No my love.. You must carry on, because without your frustration, you have are are nothing. I will help you. I will be strong for you. I wont allow you the key when you are weak..
and she holds you tight, and kisses your head, and you rest your face against her skin. And you feel so very, very blessed to have such a person to guide you, and enjoy your suffering.


This is me...


This is my chastity...


This is what I dream of finding.


This is what I live, in my head, every day.