[KnownAsHerbert] New chapter

[KnownAsHerbert]

Yep, the big one as I now have to call it, even though I think it's pretty small. To be truthful though, the little extra space did feel rather welcome after that new one. I'd almost forgotten how heavy it was and how much of a life of its own it has as it flops about when I turn over in bed during the night.

First night then.
It made me hard.
It woke me up.
It kept me hard.
And kept me awake.
Close to a mattress thumping night actually.

Can't help counting down. 12 more nights until O.
As Miss Emmie puts it, "When the big ship sails".

I was showered and dressed when Miss Vikki arrived yesterday. Miss Emmie had told me that I was to be respectful and obedient! Miss Vikki gave me a hug and a kiss (on the cheek) as I let her in. She said "Hello Herbi. Good to see you again. I hear you're in the big cage this week."

I confirmed that I was and walked to the sitting room with ker where Miss Emmie was waiting. I offered drinks. Accepted, so I set about fetching them. Then...

VK: OK, Herbi. Strip.

Miss Vikki giving the orders then. I remembered the word" obedient" that Miss Emmie had used so obeyed Miss Vikki's one word command.

VK: Come here then. Let's have a proper look.

Miss Vikki liked it. Miss Emmie showed her how the ridge of my penis fitted nearly between two of the bars and could be stroked. Miss Vikki watched as I got harder and started bulging through the bars. Of course she wanted to stroke it as she'd been shown.

VK: I like it. It's the first one that gives me a good view of your cock inside it. It's nice and tight when you're all excited isn't it?

That was it really last night. Apart from the "strip" command and the time spent reviewing the 'big' cage, the rest of the evening was normal. Food, drink, chat. I was kept naked of course and when we had finished eating and went to sit in the comfy chairs, it was organised so that I was nicely on view to them.

So it's Wednesday and I have to work with the weighty one clamped around my balls where I can feel it all the time. I'm not expecting this one to be unlocked at all until ally ally O day. Roll on the 30th September.

[KnownAsHerbert]

I really had forgotten what this 'big' cage was like after so long in the Cobra and then the tiny, sorry middle-sized one.

I can actually feel something again! No deep vacuum of space with this lump of metal that has weight, momentum and almost a mind of its own.

Feeling something is a bit of a novelty at the moment. Distracting to say the least as it swings and moves and rubs.

Final leg of the long stint though. Less than 2 weeks to go.

Early finish for me today. Both tired so it'll be good to take it easy over dinner. I'm tired after some long busy days and not the best sleep. Miss Emmie is tired because she always is during 'out of action' week, which this week is. But it's a warm afternoon. Calm. Blue sky. Cider chilling.
Could be a beautiful evening.

[KnownAsHerbert]

The 'big' cage is a bit like going back to the early days.

Settled down for the night. Hard.
Woke at 3am. Hard.
Again at 6am. Hard.

Enough room I guess for an erection to begin widthwise before it all gets very tight.

Not unpleasant. Damned frustrating though.

[KnownAsHerbert]

I realised that I've not written anything on my blog for almost a week.
I realised this when Miss Emmie said to me “You've not written anything on your blog for almost a week.”

Apparently “Neither have you” wasn't the right response.
She said “Look at my first entry and you'll see that I never intended to and never said I would.”
Fair point.

So why I am on here now, writing an entry to my blog? Shouldn't there be a technology curfew in effect?
Well normally, yes, but Miss Emmie is out (babysitting for a friend) and I am allowed.

Em: Genuine emergencies only of course, but you know where there's a spare key while I'm out.
Me: Ah. Yes. Of course.

So here I am with 6 more nights until I get released from this 'big' cage, get allowed an orgasm, get cleaned up, and then locked up again. Maybe a little 'free' time in there (an hour? two?) but I'm not taking it for granted. I can see why others say that you end up not wanting to come, because it's all over in next to no time and then you're locked back up anyway, but I genuinely don't feel I'm at that point yet. I'm waiting for the 30th and getting to unload, even if it is only once and over and done with within seconds. I've waited 3 bloody months!

Em: You know, on the 30th...
Me: Yes...?
Em: Well it won't be quite 3 full months. You last came on the 9th July. Three months will be 8th October.
Me: Technically, yes, I suppose you're right.
Em: Hmmmm.

She has since told me that she's not going to make me wait until the 8th October, but we'll “get it done” on the 30th September. Then I can legitimately tick off having done my first Locktober as I will be locked for the entire calendar month. (Me: Ok Miss Emmie. Thank you)

In the meantime, I am waiting in the big cage and have no further edgings, inspections, or unlocks to look forward to until the big day. This is it now. Final straight. It's not going to be easy because the big cage (it's small really but I have to call it the big one because it's the biggest that we've got and I'm “not getting anything bigger either”) is causing night-time disturbances on a grand scale. I thought I was going to come in my cage last night but didn't in the end. Arghh, 6 more nights in this thing.

October and I'll be back in the new 'medium' (which I would call tiny, of course).

Em: I want to try the new one for longer next time as it's hardly had a proper trial yet.
Me: Like how long?
Em: Did you just ask a disallowed question, Herbi?
Me: Oh, yes, I think I might have. Sorry. I didn't mean to.
Em: Ok. I'll overlook it this time but you can leave it to me to decide how long, ok?
Me: Ok, Miss Emmie.

I'll wait up for Miss Emmie tonight and then we'll try to settle down. I don't expect her much before midnight. Whether I get a good night's sleep or not is uncertain. Already wishing to be back in the Cobra....

[KnownAsHerbert]

Tomorrow is the day. I get unlocked for more than just cleaning and edging and inspections. I get to come after 12 weeks locked. I didn't know at the outset that it would be 12 weeks but to be fair, I did know that it would be until at least the end of August. I knew that because I asked for it.

Now I find myself wondering whether tomorrow will be the day that I join the “Don't want to come” club that I've read about. People who get so used to their cages that they don't need or want to have an orgasm. Today, I am not at that point. I want to come tomorrow and hopefully, enjoy it. Perhaps afterwards I'll feel like joining that new club. Or maybe going back into the cage will be difficult after such a short spell of freedom?

The things that I don't know are how I will come, how long that freedom will be, and what happens next. My best guesses to those unknowns are PIV, 2 hours (at the most), and into the newest middle-sized cage for a couple of weeks. (Regular readers will know that middle-sized is anything but. It's tiny. But Miss Emmie insists on calling it middle-sized. Even the website says 'small') Anyway, those guesses are just that, only guesses, because Miss Emmie has a very good track record of making up new things, often as she goes along. She's already said that 12 weeks isn't quite the 3 calendar months that she'd originally planned. There's this niggling thought in my head that even when tomorrow comes, she'll delay the unlocking for another week. Please no.

The past week has been difficult, particularly at night, with the 'big' cage (that isn't big) causing disruption and havoc. I've begun to think that this 'standard' cage (the website's term) is very good during the day, but the hardest to cope with at night. I can actually feel something there during the day, the weight, the bars, and it arouses and restrains but it is easy to keep clean, peeing is easy, and overall it's pretty comfortable. At night, this one causes the most wakefulness because once I get hard it seems to keep me hard. Not easy to get to sleep, or back to sleep once awakened.

Ready for my long-awaited orgasm and ready to get into a different cage.

Stay tuned...

[slave d]

Good luck. I won’t tell you about my experience in a similar situation till after you’ve had “yours” as I don’t want to influence you in any way. Hope it’s all as enjoyable as you want it to be.

MsM’s ld

[KnownAsHerbert]

Yesterday was a miserable day, heavy grey clouds, rain, rain, and more rain. I finished work (working from home fortunately) at about 4pm and it was obviously going to be the sort of evening where doors and windows stay closed, heating on, and curtains closed as soon as it got dark, going nowhere sort of evening. We had things to do anyway and those things began as soon as I finished work.

Miss Emmie didn't use the 'strip' command but just said “get undressed”, so I did and she did the same. Then she handed me the key and told me to take the cage off. Again, I did as I was told with no question or hesitation. “Come on. Let's shower.” she said. I had no clue about her agenda so just went with each instruction as it was announced. We showered together in the luxury of hot soapy water, washed each other, and held on to each other to enjoy more hot water for a kiss. It was hot in more ways than one.

Big fluffy towels to dry off and time for inspection. These inspections hadn't been nearly as frequent recently as nothing requiring attention had ever been found and it wasn't today either. “Any soreness or anything?” asked Miss Emmie and I said not. “Hmm, it's all dented and squished, a few marks here and there, bit red under your penis, but no damaged skin or anything. Sure it feels ok?”. Again I said that it did. She hadn't needed to lift my cock to see that it was a “bit red underneath”. Automation had kicked in.

Before chastity, we'd always played with bondage games to some extent and still have all the stuff around. I didn't know or suspect it, but Miss Emmie had planned ahead and had a leather harness thing to hand. One of those simple things made up of a collar that buckles around the wearer's neck with a strap handing down behind with two cuffs attached so that the person's wrists can be buckled in, keeping their hands out of mischief. So I was put into this thing. Previously it was me that put it on her.

Em: There. That'll keep your hands out of the way. Can't have you touching yourself.

What followed was a lot of attention, at first of the practical, safety kind, making sure everything was fully dried off, a little body lotion on the skin between cock and balls (which she still seemed a litte concerned about), but then moving on to a lot of touching and stroking with instructions not to come. Thinking to myself “Jeesh, it's been 3 months, come on now!”. Finally she produced a list of different ways that I might be allowed to come, by hand (hers), by hand (mine), Blowjob, etc. One option jumped out at me more than some. It said “Tit wank and lick me clean”. In the end though, I didn't get to choose. it was as simple as rolling a cube of wood and seeing how many spots was showing on the surface when it came to rest.

A '3'. Blowjob then. No hesitation from Miss Emmie, she gave it her all. I still had my hands safely buckled in around the back so couldn't participate in any way other than just accepting whatever she did. She spun out the process a little but I think she knew it wouldn't last too long and after a slow start it was suddenly... well, all over. That was it. Once was all I got, just like the cartoon says. It wasn't the end of the evening though. We hadn't even eaten yet.

I got another clean up in the form of a (supervised) soak in a tub full of hot soapy water, dried off in a big warm fluffy towel (and she dried me, I didn't have to do it myself), and then was put back into the harness! What??

“I'm going to put a nice layer of oil on to keep the skin soft and supple and nice.”
“Oh, ok.”

Well it did feel nice, very nice in fact, having a “nice layer of oil” applied without any effort on my part. She finished and said “There. See how that goes.” and then went to wash her hands leaving me sitting with my hands buckled behind my back. She took me downstairs with a towel for me to sit on so that I didn't get oil all over the furniture, and set about making us dinner. She was still naked too, not having put anything on since the shower that we'd taken together an hour or more ago. So we sat, talked, ate, drank, talked some more, kissed, until finally she said “Well, that's about it. Let's unbuckle you from that thing (I'd been unbuckled to eat of course but then restrained straight away afterwards) and get you caged up again.”

Em: I was going to use the new one, but decided to give you a little break from steel so it's the Cobra for now.”
Me: Ok, Miss Emmie
Em: So.... 31 nights in October plus tonight, that's 32 and you've got 4 cages now. Hmmm. 32 divided by 4...

She didn't say any more so I'm left wondering. A change of cage every 8 days? Unlocked on the 1st November? I'm not even going to allow myself to think about it. Safely back in my little Cobra Nub and already, I can't feel a thing.

[Tongue+groove]

A '3'. Blowjob then. No hesitation from Miss Emmie, she gave it her all.

Nice one, especially considering Miss Emmie’s dedication to the task.

I hope I’m not out of line with a question here. What were the other number options? I was so rooting for you to have the opportunity to experience piv with the fairy outfit. Something to dream about maybe.

[KnownAsHerbert]

I hope I’m not out of line with a question here. What were the other number options? I was so rooting for you to have the opportunity to experience piv with the fairy outfit. Something to dream about maybe.

Not out of line so no worries. I think Miss Emmie is saving the fairy outfit. It would have been nice to see that again but I think it's Miss Emmie's bargaining tool and she didn't have any need to negotiate last night!

The other options, not necessarily in order were I think:
DIY
Her hand
Blowjob
Tit wank and lick it up
Come in cage
PIV

Just a list with no further details about how each would be actually happen.

[Tongue+groove]

Nice variety of options.

You rolled a pretty good number. Under the circumstances The DIY thing can really be a disappointment. It can also be a mind game that’s quite difficult to understand when you’ve made the commitment to not DIY.

thanks for the list.