108 days .......... over.

Words by my boy..

If you have read through Mistress Keyholder's blog you may have an inkling that she likes chastity.  You might realise that it is important to her.

If you know her or have come into contact with her then you will know it is very important to her.

But just HOW important is chastity to Mistress Keyholder?

How much of what she writes is just her overactive sexual fantasy?

After all, that's all it is, isn't it?  Just a bit of fantasy fun?  

I know the answers to these questions.

Read my true life experiences of the last two days and maybe you will too.

Yesterday I met Mistress Keyholder for a snatched hour amid her jobs and busy busy life. I was grateful that she gave me her time and thankful

that she allowed me to give her time back to her - by doing some of her ironing and her supermarket shop. Her ironing has to be perfect by the way -

right down to ironing socks, dusters, knickers... everything!  I think if you laid flat in her house for more than 10 minutes you would get ironed.  It genuinely was an honour that she allowed me to do this.  But that's another story.

We met briefly.  Just an hour.

During this time she wanted to see cock.

Her cock.

She had put the keys to the cage out where I could see them.  I was certain she was going to let cock out to play with him.

 

She touched him through the cage.

She kissed him and stroked him.  

If only you could see the way her lips kissed cock through the bars at the end of the cage.

The love, the desire in that kiss.

Her kiss drove me mad. Especially when her tongue licked wetly through the bars, coating the head of cock with her saliva.

If only you could see the way she looked at him.

It was a look of utter, utter love.  There was no mistaking it.

She held him and cuddled up to him. Laying with her head in my lap, cheek pressed against her caged cock.

Her eyes were closed and she looked just so much at peace.

She had a look on her face of complete happiness. Ecstasy. Devotion.

She told me then that cock wasn't going to be let out of the cage that day.  

I was relieved to be honest.  I was extremely horny, but the intense love I felt from her devotion to her chaste cock, well I just didn't

want to take that away from her.  I didn't want to lose the submissive feeling that filled my entire being.  I was turned to mush inside.

I have never seen anybody look so in love as Mistress Keyholder did when she held her caged cock.

I have never felt so in love, so needing to please someone else in that way.  I have never felt so helpless and submissive.

Today I saw her again.  Lucky me, two days on the trot!!!

Our time together is always special, though I won't go into all the detail right now. 

Just to tell you how desperate I was. She had turned me into this needy creature who was just so incredibly frustrated all the time and so needy for an 

orgasm.

She had me wear a condom so that I might be able to fuck her the way she likes.  

Well.

Fuck her at all to be honest.

I am that sensitive after so long without orgasm, my prolonged periods in the cage and the incredibly teasing way that she touches me, that when I am

inside her sometimes I can't even move.  Sometimes I can't even GET inside her!

The condom helped and I was able to thrust into Mistress without fear of an immediate accident.  Though I did become more and more desperate.  I 

was a little lost in it all and just started begging and begging her to let me orgasm.  It was 108 days since my last orgasm.  I really meant it.  So so desperate.  I begged and begged.

After she had given me the honour of Pure Pussy Pleasure, she had me take off the condom and lay on my front on the bed, on top of a towel.

She then made me hump the towel.

'Made' is rather strong actually - I was just so desperate I would have done anyway.

She lay there watching me.

Telling me how dirty I was.

I was so embarrassed.  Her face right in front of me. Watching me just humping a towel.  That was all I was allowed.

I was still begging.

I needed to cum.

Eventually she got on all fours in front of me.

Her arse was in my face. It was clear what she wanted me to do.

At that point, with my tongue buried inside her hole, she told me that she would allow me to cum.

I have been without orgasm for 108 days.  And up to 4 weeks at a time in the cage without it even coming off.

I am not some chastity expert.  I haven't had years of practice, building up to this.  I'm like most people reading this blog in that I used to masturbate every single day.

Lots.

Until I met Mistress Keyholder.

108 days is a LONG time for me.

108 days without an orgasm - over 3 months.

You might have expected something special after all that time.

I had been wearing a condom - I could have cum whilst making love to Mistress Keyholder.  She could have allowed that, let me cum in a loving, special way.

But no.

My orgasm after 108 days was humping a towel on the bed with my tongue buried deep into her arse.

It only took a few seconds.

And was one of the most mind blowing and humiliating experiences of my life.

Afterwards we held each other. Naked in each other's arms.

Mistress Keyholder was crying. She had tears streaming down her cheeks.

We talked.

She was sad. So sad.

Sad because I had an orgasm.

Sad because I was no longer her desperate boy.

Mistress Keyholder tells me she LOVES her orgasms (I can attest to that).

She also tells me that she hates mine.  She can't abide them.

How many women do you know that need chastity so much, they cry over an orgasm?

Mistress Keyholder doesn't need chastity.

Mistress Keyholder NEEDS chastity.

That's why I love her so much.

I beg her often to never let me go.  I mean that, I truly mean it from the bottom of my heart.

Mistress Keyholder's devoted and loving boy.