You remember TOG. No? He’s that British guy who’s been on-again, off-again sniffing around Belle for some time now. Search for “TOG” if you want the details. Long story short, it seemed like it was over but now it’s back on. For, like, the twelfth time or something. Turns out, Belle’s been communicating with him … Continue reading TOGgle switch: On
I’ve tried to write a post about TOG, Belle’s possible other guy, but I couldn’t get it right. Not only because I struggle to write about it in a way that isn’t all soap opera-ish (and I said I wouldn’t do that) but also because the status and nature of their acquaintance keeps changing. And … Continue reading The return of TOG
I wasn’t going to write my previous post last night for fear it would rev me up too much to sleep afterward but it was pretty clear I was already too revved up for that. Beyond just the normal excess RPMs spinning around after getting Belle off just before bed, the conversation about the other … Continue reading Further TOG pondering
A couple Twitter followers took me to task for reviewing the Badass Workroom BA-31P: IMO, I define a “knock-off” as an exact copy of a product designed to appear to be that product. The male chastity device market is awash in these. Once upon a time, they were fake CB6Ks and then they were fake … Continue reading Device déjà vu
Being a man kept in chastity isn’t something you just do. I mean, sure, you can just do it. Order a device on the interwebs and lock it on yourself the very moment it arrives. Then…wait. In fact, that’s exactly what I did. But being locked up and being what I like to call kept* … Continue reading Meditations for the chastity submissive
I have a new device I’ve been wearing for most of January that, I promise, I’ll be posting a review of relatively soon. It’s called the BA-31P (a sexy name, to be sure) made by a Chinese outfit called, and I’m not kidding, Badass Workroom. This is not that review. The BA-31P is what you’d … Continue reading Chastity rash
Last night I was opining on the Twitter about how I perceive my body. I had been out for a few hours that morning so I could get though the airport security gauntlet (with the family or I probably would have hazarded one of the plastic devices through pre-check) and it left me contemplating how … Continue reading Transubstantiation
Gather ‘round, children, and let me tell you about The Bad Old Days of male chastity when devices were made of hard injection molded plastic and had sharp edges and seams that would split and trap sensitive penis skin when under pressure. Note, this is after the Ancient Old Days when chastity devices were made … Continue reading Cobra chastity review
Even though it was in the middle of Hashtag Locktober, Belle decided she wanted the contents. As is the custom now, she gave me the key the night before the morning she wanted to get fucked. I need the key in advance so I can prepare the contents. Prep takes about an hour. I take … Continue reading Embracing the vestigial state
I’m writing this on the Friday before Memorial Day in the United States. It’s considered the kickoff to summer and I’m spending it deep in a mountainous forest with some friends camping in tents and hiking around and being all woodsy. I’ve been here many times with these same guys and, in the past, I … Continue reading Woodsy
Denying Thumper 