locking cock ring
This is a Mature Metal locking cock ring. It’s not on me. Mine should be arriving in a few days. Then you can see it on me.
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My view on enforced chastity has been evolving over the last five years. It began when I found myself aroused thinking about my penis living in a small cage that prevented any sexual activity. My wife and lioness would have the only key. Masturbation, even erections would be impossible unless she unlocked me. My ability to ejaculate would be completely under her control. That’s still a very hot idea to me.

I wore my Jail Bird chastity cage for over three years. It came off for teasing and travel. My only erections were at Mrs. Lion’s hands. She unlocked me almost every day for a teasing session. When she finished, she locked me back into my little cage.

Over time, the cage became part of me. I felt naked if it wasn’t locked on. I “forgot’ that I could get hard and ejaculate on my own. I was effectively trained not to sexually touch my penis. I admit that it surprised me when I realized this. After all, I had been jerking off since I was eleven. Without giving it any real thought, I had been trained to keep my paws off my penis.

If you had asked me if I could be trained that way, I would have vehemently denied the possibility. My penis has been my trusty companion, always available to make me feel good. I’m not entirely sure I would have introduced enforced male chastity if I thought this would have been the outcome.

It never occurred to me that I wouldn’t be able to play with myself even if wild. After three years in my cage, that’s exactly what happened. Mrs. Lion’s sexual control no longer required hardware. But I like hardware. I like the feeling of being restrained. Too bad. It’s no longer needed. I’ve been wild. I am trained not to touch. Mrs. Lion can have fun with me without the bother of unlocking a chastity device.

I miss the hardware. I miss the bondage. Mrs. Lion is willing to lock me up in my Jail Bird again. She points out that the last time I asked her, after a couple of weeks I wanted release. I loved the bondage, but had a lot of trouble with adjusting the cage and pee spraying. This, of course, isn’t new. I was happy to endure these inconveniences for over three years. Now, it seems like too much trouble.

The reason my feelings have changed is that I know the cage isn’t needed to prevent me from playing with myself. It’s locking jewelry at this point. I still want to be “marked” as belonging to Mrs. Lion. Traditional collars don’t work. I wrote about that yesterday. Thanks to a Google search, I found the Mature Metal locking cock ring. This device is essentially the same as my Jail Bird with the cage cut off. Once attached, it’s securely fastened to me and I can’t remove it without a key.

Unlike the chastity device, the locking cock ring is designed to permit me to have full erections. This is for Mrs. Lion’s convenience and pleasure. Normally, cock rings are considered intimate male jewelry. Men wear them because a ring pushes the balls forward and puts pressure on the erect penis helping it stay hard. They facilitate erections.

The Mature Metal locking version is no different. The top (penis only) ring is a size wider than the diameter of my chastity cage to facilitate erections. My cage is 1-1/4 inches in diameter. The penis ring on the new locking cock ring is 1-3/8 inches. I can get hard. The additional size won’t necessarily make the erection completely comfortable. It will squeeze my erect penis. That will help hold the blood in and make me harder.

Until now, a device has been locked over my penis to assure I couldn’t get an erection. Now I’ll be wearing a device that not only allows one, but enhances it. Of course, my erections are for Mrs. Lion’s pleasure. It’s nice that I like them too, but not the point. This is the first locking penis device I will wear that allows  me to get hard. For me, at least, it’s a new kind of penis bondage.