Most Unforgettable Chastity Moments from Members

Hello, My previous key holder relied mostly on trust, yet we had some truly unforgettable moments of enforced male chastity. I am interested in hearing from others—not necessarily about what the key holder decided (I believe there is a separate thread for that discussion)—but rather the specific details that stood out to you as either the locked man or the one holding the key. I will start, then include a few more later:

She had many female friends who came from a Yahoo mom’s group; one of them was going through a divorce and decided to go out for drinks with her girlfriends. My KH did not drink heavily and owned a minivan, so it was natural for her to be the designated driver. I wanted the experience to be positive for her, so I offered to wash the car while she took a nap to prepare for the long evening ahead.

I was wearing my cage (she really liked the idea of me being locked up during girls’ night out events like this!), and performed the usual exterior washing. The key holder was still sleeping, and since I had extra time, I grabbed the vacuum cleaner and cleaned out the entire van until it sparkled. What felt especially erotic to me was how my caged balls swayed back and forth in rhythm with my movements while using the vacuum (I absolutely love that sensation!). It put me into a deep ‘sub space’ mindset, knowing that as I worked hard to please her, she remained asleep, preparing for her fun night.

She was someone who needed to shower before doing anything else, and she could reach an orgasm very quickly in the shower. Although she appeared modest, I suspect she masturbated more often than she admitted. Even though I cannot verify it completely, she likely took care of herself during that time.

Soon, her friends arrived, all dressed up nicely. Since I am a capable bartender, I offered to mix cocktails for them before the party started properly. So there I was, having just attended to my KH, now serving these other women. To be honest, it would have been incredibly hot if they also knew I was caged, but only my KH was aware. Again, it felt so erotic to have my balls sway within the device as I shook martinis. Occasionally, she gave me a warm little glance, a subtle acknowledgment of my ‘situation’; I have found that sometimes hoping for a release is exciting, but knowing you won’t be getting the key tonight can also be very erotic—and that was exactly how it went for me.

Eventually, I handled the children, tidied up, and attempted to sleep. She continued partying hard, and I am fairly certain that at least some of the women were hit on or chatted with—this seems typical for girls’ nights out, which might be why she enjoyed having me locked up while they socialized. I tried to fall asleep but struggled because my excitement was high. She ended up chatting with a drunk friend, and I finally drifted off, still locked.

This is likely my most memorable, erotic experience. The service provided, the sensation of the cage during my movements aimed at pleasing her, and tending to the other women while caged were all so appealing; I still think about it fondly.

Now it’s your turn.