Being Cautious When Getting Irritable With Your Keyholder

I had been… a bit grumpy; it seemed like nothing was going right for several days. Even after being warned about Milady’s wishes declining, I declined TWICE and then did so a third time.

She just sighed and went on with her routine for a few days until one evening I finally submitted to her, welcoming her ideas on how to encourage me into a better mood.

Once my hands were tied behind my back, she roughly removed the device I had been wearing—a triple ring unit that was recently acquired. Normally she doesn’t take off the ring because of my comfort reasons, but this time she wrestled the thick ring from me, making me whine and complain.

With the ring off, I complained a bit more before watching her walk out of the room and return with a belt we had gotten as an experiment.

The belt is very secure; it covers my entire groin in steel, along with the steel belt around my waist.

I had only worn it for about three days previously before it became uncomfortable. I had done some mods to try to solve those issues but never tried it for any longer than that.

My one-year locked-up anniversary is coming up on the 24th, and we had discussed what kind of celebration we might share, as well as whether I could be locked after that date for a whole year straight. So once she had the belt locked onto me, I was informed that I would wear it until the 24th, provided I stayed “good”.

I reminded Milady that it wasn’t comfortable, and all she said was, “That’s not PAINFUL.” Our agreement clearly stated I could request to be released if I was in PAIN.

She adjusted the belt until it sat correctly around my waist. She seemed awe-struck by her own work, remembering all the times when we first started using it and even commenting on how my mods seemed to make it fit better.

When she finished adjusting it, she requested that I please her. I agreed, hoping that if I pleased her well enough, she might release me from the belt. The next morning, she was up and gone by 9 am, returning by 9:30 with news that the keys to the belt were now in HER safe deposit box.

It has been twenty-four hours in the belt so far, which is good, but I am concerned about working while wearing it for the next twelve days, depending on my behavior.

I agreed to our contract, and this situation falls well within its limits. So I have no option but to go along with it and hope it doesn’t become painful during a time when we cannot retrieve the keys. It is both exciting and frightening to be locked in this belt, but it really is my fault; there is no one else to blame.

The link below shows the belt I am currently being punished with.

Just a lesson: be careful when getting testy with your keyholder.

FYI: I did not pay for this amount myself. … 1588260896