[KnownAsHerbert] New chapter

[KnownAsHerbert]

Strange event just now. Had a double cheeseburger for lunch and sat down for a while to catch up with the news, ended up sort of dozing in the heat.
Not fully asleep, just dozing. Then became aware of surges and an ever-tightening feeling in the cage. Bit unusual for 2pm. Oddest bit of all was that it just got stronger and stronger, of nocturnal proportions, until I felt as if I needed to punch the wall or something to take my mind off of it. It was 'backing up' and everything. One of the most powerful erections in living memory, at least since I've been in chastity anyway. And it was persistent.

Finally, it went away. I've no idea of the cause. All I knew at the time was that I needed to get this flipping cage off right now. But couldn't, of course.

Something new every day on this adventure, isn't there?

[KnownAsHerbert]

No strange events like yesterday's so far today at least. That really was an odd one.

Today I am feeling like I've settled, again, into the Cobra Nub. It really is a comfortable little thing but its comfort hides its menacing aspect. That is that once you've worn it for a few days or so, it's like there's nothing there at all. No feeling. No sensation. No stimulation. Almost like no cock. And that gets just as frustrating as the opposite in my opinion.

Miss Emmie refers to me wearing the Cobra Nub as being “Nubbed” and seems amused at the term. I've got the whole of August in this little cage, including the time that she is away visiting her folks. She has told me today that she is thinking of travelling next Friday so that she be with her mum to visit some kind of craft fair on the Saturday. In case of genuine emergencies, Miss Emmie is leaving the key to my Nub with her friend Vikki who she goes swimming with. A “just in case” measure.

Last night was a normal night and by normal, I mean the new normal of waking early with a tight cage in control. I've learnt to lie there and accept it. And enjoy it even. Sometimes though, it does get rather more intense than I can tolerate easily. I just know that further sleep is unlikely so instead I watch it get light outside, listen for that first bird to chirp or tweet, and watch Miss Emmie beside me. I love watching her when she's asleep and I hope that doesn't sound creepy because it's not supposed to be. She just fascinates me and I love every inch of her body.

A mix of jobs to get done today. Nothing exciting but they just need doing. Tidying up indoors and out and picking blackberries that are ripening nicely. Miss Emmie is similarly pottering about, mostly in the kitchen getting ready to bake. She's decided that a cooler day would be well spent making cakes. I've got no objection to that. I've done my cooking today too, with a filling breakfast for us both first thing. Actually, it wasn't first thing, it was second thing. Miss Emmie's need came first of course.

This evening, a takeaway appeals followed by relaxing, possibly in the garden if it's not too cool, or inside if it is. Miss Emmie is wearing a beautiful white dress today. Very summery. Very short. Very... appealing. Like many days over the weekends, I haven't been allowed clothes again. Miss Emmie is very happy today.

[KHEmmi]

Miss Emmie will be pleased to hear that I woke at 3am again, rock solid in the Nub. Second night back in the Cobra and 2nd night finding myself held securely in position, no movement and firm pressure all round again. The 'snug and comfortable' words are also still relevant, as is 'frustration' at not being able to do anything about it of course. Can't comment on whether it looked 'adorably cute' though.

I have been told that these erections and the frustration never go away. Getting used to being locked in chastity simply means that I will become better able to manage those erections and frustration. It's only taken 4 months for that to sink in. Slow learner!

All I read is positives and yes, it does look adorably cute.

Slow learner perhaps but time doesn't matter. As long as it's enjoyable.
Enjoy the frustration, Herbi. "At least another month yet"

[KHEmmi]

This is Emmie posting in Herbi's thread because I cannot post into my own (again).
I quit the forums and cleared my history and all, and it let me back in, accept cookies, and I did one post to my own thread.
Then I tried to post what follows (to my own thread) and it's not working again...

Anyway...

Sunday roast dinner with no cooking and no washing up.
Pub was an excellent choice today. Big meal, pint of cider, and exercise walking to and from the pub.

Over the meal I said to Herbi that it's 4 weeks today until September.
What I meant was that in four week's time, it would not be August any more.
And he knew what that meant.
It will be the end of his stint in the Cobra Nub. It feels like a long way off to him at the moment and I suppose it is.

When he was last locked on 9th July the plan was that he would get time in all 3 cages before his next release.
a) 3 and a bit weeks in the short steel
b) the whole of August in the Cobra Nub
c) a final taste of the 'standard steel', (which is still actually quite short but not as short as the short.)

He seems to have forgotten that there's still the standard to do once out of the Nub. Maybe he didn't realise in the first place?
There might be a bit of cage fever to come this time round, and probably while he's in the Nub.

He's being very good about it all though.
No complaints, and he's doing everything he can to keep in my good books.
Plenty of beans.

[KnownAsHerbert]

Gone to work, sitting in the office, get a text from Miss Emmie.

"Get hard for me. Right now"

I'd hardly got to the end of the line and something was happening in the cage already.

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She's got my dick on remote control!

[KnownAsHerbert]

Twice in one day.
Miss Emmie is in a playful mood, I can tell.

I had something to eat, got myself some coffee, and taking a short break before starting work again when she started texting asking routine stuff such "Are you ok?" and "How is your day going?" and then, without warning:

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[KnownAsHerbert]

Two days in the office done and the rest of the week working from home. The office days were busy but today onwards there's not too much to get done. Enough to keep me occupied but without the pressure of fixed deadlines.

Miss Emmie is bustling, still getting ready to go to her parents on Friday. She's also baking again. Cakes for later when her friend, Vikki, visits to pick up the key to my cage for the week ahead. More cakes for us, some to leave for me when she goes, and some to take with her as well.

I've reached that stage where nothing much is happening. I woke with the usual hard cock and very tight cage but since then, felt nothing at all. Already 3 weeks in the small steel, one in the Cobra and over 3 weeks until the end of August with no plan to change from the Cobra during that time. It could be rather difficult. Might be even more difficult with Miss Emmie away. Not going to think about it too much.

This evening could be awkward. Another woman being given the key just in case of emergencies. That feels awkward in itself but while she's here, later, the subject of the cage isn't going to be swept under the carpet. She will, I'm sure, want to talk about it, ask questions, and will probably giggle about it. Or maybe Miss Emmie will be kind and keep it all serious and business-like for my benefit... Vikki is one of Miss Emmi's best friends and I do know Vikki but not really well. I also have this slight thought in my head that Miss Emmi has no plans to involve Vikki at all and it's all just a test to see how I react to the possibility. This evening will answer that one.

[Rufusstone]

Well, I’m sure we’ll all be nearly as fascinated about “what goes down” as you!
I can’t post to Miss Emmie’s thread so something odd happening there - it says post reply but just goes back to an old post of mine last week…

[KnownAsHerbert]

Well first things first and Miss Emmie wasn't bluffing.

When I finish work for the day a shower is my first stop. Whether I'm getting in from having been to the office or after working at home, my routine at that part of the day is the same. A hot shower puts work behind me and lets the evening begin. After my shower, Miss Emmie told me that I “won't need clothes”, a now familiar phrase. I still wondered if the whole Vikki thing had been made up.

A short while later, we were sitting downstairs, and Miss Emmie was talking about her journey tomorrow, the time she wanted to set off, the route she would take, all very casual. Then her phone bleeped and she looked at it, a text saying that Vikki was here, outside the front door.

Em: It's Vikki. She's here. Go and let her in please.

Can you imagine that feeling when it seems as though your stomach has just fallen out? I hesitated. Wouldn't you?

Em: Go. Now. If you behave yourself you might get something nice later.

So I went and let Vikki in. She smiled (of course) and said “Hello Herbs. How are you?”

I replied that I was fine and asked her the same. “I'm good thanks” she said.

She went through to the sitting room, greeted Miss Emmie with a hug and the two of them started talking. I was sent to make us all coffee, get cakes, biscuits, etc. and offer them round. When I returned to the sitting room carrying the tray, four eyes were watching instead of the usual two that watch me when I return to the bedroom with breakfast. There were two smiles instead of one. Coffee served, cakes offered and accepted, all sitting round comfortably.

Vikki: I have to say it's very small isn't it? Isn't it uncomfortable Herbi?
Me: No. In fact, it's the opposite. Very comfortable indeed.
Vikki: What about when you get, you know, excited?
Miss Emmie: Like he is now you mean, Vikki?
Me: That's not always as comfortable. Not at all sometimes. But it's bearable. You get used to it.
Miss Emmie: Stand up, Herbs. Show Vikki how you are bulging through the gaps because you're all turned on.
Vikki: Wow. I see why you love the thing, Em. I've never seen one in real life before.

The cage might have been comfortable, but I wasn't sitting there sipping coffee and nibbling at cakes, with the two of them nattering and discussing everything about me and my cage, glancing my way and smiling from time to time. Vikki wanted to know how long I'd worn it and Miss Emmie was delighted to share details of this, and previous lock-up spells, records set, targets to aim for and all of it.

Vikki wasn't with us very long, but it felt like a very long time before she finally left, with the key in her purse.

When it was just me and Miss Emmie, I was told that I had behaved well and she was pleased. She hoped that I had enjoyed having Vikki round. Then she handed me the (other) key, and told me to take the cage off. “I promised you something nice” she said. “All fours”. I can't deny that she worked hard and had immense patience giving an edging that I won't forget. As before, I called “stop” way too early, although it didn't feel way too early when I called it. Each time she let it rest, then started again until finally she handed the cage back. “Put this back on.” and once locked, “Kneel”.

Tonight I am due for a deep clean. The cage gets scrubbed, I get a hot soapy bath, everything washed and rinsed and dry. Clean as new. There'll be no edging tonight. As soon as I'm, dry, it will be the Cobra Nub again, and it will stay being the Cobra Nub until at least the end of the month. “At least”, re-iterated Miss Emmie.

I've now reached the stage where the Cobra Nub feels like nothing. It's only taken a week but that stage has definitely arrived. I call it the “deep vacuum of space” feeling, which means almost no feeling at all most of the time. I'll get hard during the night, wake hard, get up and then it will be gone for the rest of the day. It won't be very long at all before I'm wanting one of the steel cages back. I can feel those, get sensation from them, feel the weight, and get hard during the day even if I can't do anything with it. The deep vacuum of space has arrived just as Miss Emmie plans to go away for the week. This is to going to be fun or easy.

[Rufusstone]

That’s a great new milestone Herbi, you must have made Miss Emmie very pleased with you - certainly sounds like it. Well done.
And it won’t be so daunting in the future, perfectly normal for your KH to require your assistance like that in the future.