Edging is fun, but it‘s more devious than it seems at first glance, especially when if we talking about edging in the middle of a chastity sentence. I love how that’s a common theme with chastity. Things that look innocent, or just easy are anything but that. Edging is just an unfinished handjob, right? Wrong. It‘s far from it. When I unlock him from the cage I can immediately see his mind start racing if this is the time when I am going to let him cum, even though he knows his chances. Interestingly I think it‘s like betting, the lower the chances and bigger the reward the more excitement it creates 😈

His whole body gets a little tense and starts preparing. Because even though he can be pretty sure I am not going to fuck him, it‘s impossible to convince his subconscious that a hot girl holding his penis in hand isn‘t going to lead to sex. 🤭And then I start stroking it, an obvious sign that I want him and that I am making him ready for me. So even if I explicitly tell him he isn‘t allowed to cum, his body is expecting exactly the opposite. I think deep down his mind is still rolling over the default track: He needs to get erect and excited for me, but can‘t cum, because there will surely be sex at the end, can‘t blow it just yet. He consciously knows that this won’t happen, but it‘s like trying not to get hungry when smelling food you know you won‘t be eating. So no, edging isn‘t just a handjob, it‘s a foreplay, it‘s making him rock hard and ready for something that will never come, just like him. 🤭 And not just once, it‘s doing it over and over except his finish won‘t be in the warm and wet pussy, but cooling down and getting back to a chastity cage.

That‘s why the idea of permanent chastity isn‘t as appealing to me. I mean it‘s still a hot fantasy, but when it comes to actual sessions and training and overall having fun, something has to happen. Otherwise, it‘s just boring. Locking somebody forever and throwing the key away, taking away his ability to get hard is something I can enjoy when masturbating in the shower … but then when he‘s really here, it would be utterly boring. Maybe not for him, but certainly for me. I need to get my hands on him. 😈And I think it‘s much more sinister as well. Just imagine you are looking down at your locked dick. What‘s a more devious idea: slowly accepting your fate that it won‘t ever get erect again, or watching it squished in the cage, precum leaking through the bars and you could still almost feel my soft hands around it. You would love to jerk it again, to remind yourself how it felt, but too bad, you can‘t. It isn‘t my gentle fingers around your dick anymore, it‘s a steel cage and the keys are in my drawer. Both are erotic ideas, but I find the second one more fun in real life. 😈

But thinking about never, here is a fun idea that recently crossed my mind. Over the two years and something we‘ve been playing, he never was alone with his dick unlocked. He is either briefly unlocked with me, or he‘s caged. When I say I own his dick, it seems much more literal than I ever anticipated. It‘s almost like I am the only one who can let him borrow it back. 🤭That‘s something I don‘t mind doing forever. He will have his rare orgasm here and there, but it won‘t ever happen without me watching. Maybe I like control a bit too much, but I enjoy taking that privacy away from him. As far I am concerned I really consider his dick mine and that cage is pretty much a part of him. And I love to frequently remind him, that whether he’s hard, soft, cumming or utterly frustrated is all up to me 😈