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Hello everyone. I am a forty-three year old gender-fluid soul, addicted to corsets and full of confusion. Following a recent divorce and much introspection, I decided it was time for something new. My ex-wife knew what I wanted and encouraged my feminine side. When life was good, we had a play session where she wore a strap-on and lay flat on her back. I rode that strap-on to climax without touching myself at all. That marked my very first anal orgasm. It wasn’t the quick, powerful explosion typical of previous orgasms; instead, it was a long series of waves of intense pleasure. That experience happened over three years ago…I am still trying to recreate it. Sadly, I no longer have a partner now. After reading about others who found similar joy while locked in chastity, I knew this was for me.
I began saving money by purchasing an inexpensive (later discovered to be not genuine) CB6000S from Amazon. Once locked up and unable to touch myself, my arousal built to levels unseen for a long time. Even without actual release, pleasure came simply from the arousal itself.
It worked well for about three days until I noticed that the I-beam construction of the rings was leaving a welt on the underside of my scrotum. Fearing real damage, I took it out immediately. Less than twenty-four hours later the welt vanished…and I missed having it locked up. I tried wearing it again but couldn’t make it comfortable because the welt kept returning.
Knowing that the cheap knockoff wouldn’t last for a long-term lockup, yet knowing I already loved the feeling, I bit the bullet and ordered a real CB6000S directly from the manufacturer with two-day shipping. Those were TWO LONG days. My new device arrived on 1/15/15, and I couldn’t put it on fast enough.
So far, I have had exactly zero comfort issues with the real CB6000S, but due to sanitary concerns, I take it off every other day for cleaning. I haven’t allowed myself an orgasm while it is off yet. Aside from cleaning, I’ve worn it twenty-four hours a day for almost a week. The key stays at home when I go out.
…And thus begins my journey into chastity.