Update on Custom 3D Printed device 3 - achievement unlocked

That's seven nights in my Custom Chastity customised "Ghost", and I'm 2 nights into 24/7 chastity. In that time I have:

• Jogged twice
• Socialised
• Showered
• Slept
• Worn continuously for 36 hours

The cage format means showering and drying is no problem. The only difference from unlocked is needing a quick blow with the hairdriar.
Using a cable tie instead of the padlock makes the device very unobtrusive under clothes. Unlike the Holy Trainer 2, there's no rear beak, so the locking post is snug up against your pubis. Better yet, it doesn't weigh anything. It really is like a second skin.
The eggshell smooth surgical nylon seems to clean fine and requires no lubricant of any kind, making it very hygenic.
The slight abrasion of the scrotum caused by trying the too-small ring seems to have healed, despite 24/7 wear, which bodes well for making it through the week. My old Chinese metal device was good for about 3 days before chafing became unbearable. but the chafing showed up after a couple of days. This device seems to just sit their happily... which is a little scary.
Last night, I though 24 hours of wear was an achievement, especially given I met up with friends while wearing it. Xena for some reason said it wouldn't be an achievement until I reached 36. (She likes the device better without the padlock, but I sense she prefers the look of the HT2).
Socialising in this device - well I just forget it's there. It's not in itself a kinky thing. The kink is in private moments at home knowing it doesn't come off any time soon...

Second Sabbatical in Slave Land: Chastity, Denial and Leakage...

It turns out that my slightly smug blog entry of more than a week ago was wrong. I wasn't coming to the end of my chastity marathon.

It's as if, now she knows she has complete control,
she has just let go and started to enjoy it.

We switched back to normal on the Saturday morning, but then the whirl of friends, relatives and sporting commitments took over. Saturday night we both crashed out without "playing". Sunday Xena had work to do and we hit the sack early and slept.

"Ah-ha!" I though. "She's probably forgotten she controls my orgasms." I rather wickedly decided to make her complicit in a longer period of denial. We already had a romantic weekend break planned, which was always going to be a Femdom one. All I had to do was hang on.

So, on Thursday was we drive off to the secluded seaside cottage, I mentioned that I have not had an orgasm for nearly twenty six days.

Xena said, "I know. But you had your chance on Saturday night." Saturday night, she had laughed at me while I squirmed around trying to peg myself.

I added that twenty eight days would be a record for me--I expected to unlock on the Sunday morning and perhaps get off then or in the evening.

Xena laughed. "But that's so near thirty days. Thirty is a nice round number."

My penis went off like an airbag. I squirmed in the passenger seat a vague panic merely fueling my arousal.

Later in the weekend, Xena commented, "How about forty? That's nearer your age." And laughed when I groaned and humped the air.

It's as if, now she knows she has complete control, she has just let go and started to enjoy it. The end result is that I am slightly beyond my comfort zone, trapped by my fetish, and wondering whether tonight I will actually get to come.

Why not introduce some Female Centered Femdom to your relationship?