On Christmas morning Angelina and I unwrapped our presents in bed. I’d bought her a diamond necklace and matching ear rings, which she loved. She handed me my present with a smile. I unwrapped it to find a box with CB3000 printed on it, which puzzled me. When I opened it and unwapped the silver paper it became obvious what it was – some kind of male chastity device. To say I was surprised was an understatement, but it was also quite exciting, especially when Angelina said “Once your in this I will own you.”
Anybody with any experience with this kind of device will confirm it is quite complicated to put together and we had a giggle working out how it was assembled…kind of like an erotic executive toy! We tried the various size collars that lock around the base of the cock and balls and decided on the second largest, which was quite a surprise as I wouldn’t describe myself as in any way “big”. The CB3000 came with small plastic circles with blunt spikes on called “points of intrigue”. I wasn’t too keen on these but Angelina pointed out as they came with the CB3000 they were obviously meant to be used with it, and as the small plastic spikes weren’t very sharp it wouldn’t hurt. I wasn’t so sure. “Don’t be such a wimp,” Angelina teased, so I agreed to wear them with it.
After 20 minutes we had the CB3000 assembled and in place. It wasn’t too uncomfortable, although my pubes got in the way and kept getting trapped in between the pieces of the unit, and Angelina had a good giggle at my “little locked cock”, clearly visable through the plastic cage of the CB3000, shaped and curved like a skin for my penis.
“Let’s see how well it works,” Angelina suggested and started to kiss me, caressing my chest and nipples before moving down to my thighs and balls. Almost immediately I started to feel horny and responded to her kisses. It didn’t take long to realise how cruel these “harmless, little” points of intrigue were as they started to painfully dig into my swelling cock.
Feeling horny and aroused and at the same time in pain and discomfort was a new turn of events and I was forced to beg,
“Please, no, stop,”
“Oh, OK, if that’s what you want, darling.” She said getting up from the bed and getting dressed.
I laid there for a minute or so, till my penis, and the pain, subsided.
I thought she would release me before went to my parents for Christmas Day, but she simply told me to keep it on.
The bulge in my trousers from the CB3000 looked really obvious to me, but Angelina told me it didn’t show, and as I always where my shirts untucked I was happy nothing was noticeable.
That night Angelina trimmed my pubes and told me to shave my cock and balls to prevent anything catching in the unit,
Now released after being locked up all day I was horny as hell and we had the most incredible session in between the sheets, ending with me lying on my back whilst Angelina road me to an intense orgasm…if this was what chastity was like I was all in favour!!!
For the next couple of days I wore my cock cage and on the Friday evening we had another long and sensual session of passionate love making. To say I was hooked is an understatement!
On New Years eve we were invited to a house party, but as midnight loomed we snuck off to the toilet upstairs, and Angelina fitted the CB3000 and points of intrigue on me. On he last strike of twelve I the padlock clicked into place as I heard everyone downstairs and in the street outside cheering in the New Year.“Now you really are all mine.” She told me