<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311</id><updated>2012-01-06T08:49:45.718-08:00</updated><category term='Erectile Dysfunction'/><category term='panties'/><category term='true stories'/><category term='captioned images'/><category term='releases'/><category term='movies'/><category term='humiliation'/><category term='realizations'/><category term='Chastity Devices'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='wife'/><category term='household chores'/><category term='CB6000'/><category term='psychological impacts'/><category term='Non-fiction'/><category term='cuckold'/><title type='text'>Sliding Into Chastity</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about slipping into male chastity and the effects it can have on life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-2031946281757361964</id><published>2011-12-25T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T14:25:11.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seizing the Opportunity</title><content type='html'>Someone once asked that i explain how i first broached the topic of chastity devices with my Wife.&amp;nbsp; Keep in mind that She still considers chastity devices "freaky," as in "weird," but i at least took my masturbatory life in my hands and introduced Her to the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was on a trip to see Her parents and i remained home because i couldn't take the time off of work.&amp;nbsp; On these occasions, i typically self-lock.&amp;nbsp; And this trip was no different.&amp;nbsp; To try to ease the pangs of separation, She had been texting me pictures of Her in little to no clothing, a definite uptick in our relationship spice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, She texted me that She lost a ring that i had given to Her as a present.&amp;nbsp; It was cold where She was and&amp;nbsp;Her fingers had shrank, which&amp;nbsp;allowed the ring to fall from Her&amp;nbsp;finger.&amp;nbsp; The ring truly was not that expensive and i knew that i could buy the exact same ring again if needed.&amp;nbsp; i was not worried.&amp;nbsp; She was.&amp;nbsp; i began joking with Her about locking Her rings on Her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a series of texts, i felt like i saw an opening so i texted Her that i had a ring on my cock and that it was locked in place.&amp;nbsp; She continued joking along those lines.&amp;nbsp; i went online and found a picture someone had taken of a Birdlocked&amp;nbsp;chastity device and sent it to&amp;nbsp;Her.&amp;nbsp; She&amp;nbsp;wouldn't be able&amp;nbsp;to tell if it was me or someone else given the composition of the picture.&amp;nbsp; i felt fairly safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her&amp;nbsp;response shocked me.&amp;nbsp; She replied "nice picture."&amp;nbsp; i swallowed hard.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;i&amp;nbsp;thought i might be standing on the verge of "be careful what you wish for."&amp;nbsp; Her next text asked where the device came from.&amp;nbsp; i came clean about the photograph...it wasn't me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7oTWjLbGjtM/TvediDpjuqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/nj4aixToPlA/s1600/43606470982_ORIG.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7oTWjLbGjtM/TvediDpjuqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/nj4aixToPlA/s200/43606470982_ORIG.jpeg" width="200px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The day&amp;nbsp;She was to return&amp;nbsp;home, i texted&amp;nbsp;Her the picture to the right, which i took of myself locked in the Birdlocked.&amp;nbsp; i didn't tell Her i had been locked for 7 straight days at that point.&amp;nbsp; My text read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Since you liked the other photo, i went out and found the same locking ring.&amp;nbsp; You can have the key and unlock it when You want. ;) By the way, i still love those pictures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When She arrived home, the keys were on my bathroom counter.&amp;nbsp; She asked what they were, and i reminded Her.&amp;nbsp; She didn't ask to see it...She also didn't ask if i was still wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we retired to the bedroom and, after a while, she turned off the television.&amp;nbsp; Her indication that She wants to play around in bed is turning off the television.&amp;nbsp; i started to swell within the cage of the Birdlocked.&amp;nbsp; She pulled me to Her and we began to engage in typical foreplay.&amp;nbsp; Eventually, Her hands moved down to my pajama bottoms and my mind (and heart) starting racing.&amp;nbsp; This was it.&amp;nbsp; She was going to find out for sure and i am going to find out what She thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her fingers danced below my waistband and then Her hand quickly raced around my encased package.&amp;nbsp; She didn't freak out yet She also didn't seize Her opportunity.&amp;nbsp; Rather, once She was sure what She was feeling with Her fingers, She asked that i go remove the Birdlocked and come back to bed.&amp;nbsp; She didn't like the way it felt on me and She said She thought the Birdlocked made my testicles feel like tennis balls (they get pulled tight when locked).&amp;nbsp; She also wanted to play and the Birdlocked was going to prevent that from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, She would take a look at the Birdlocked and explain that She just wasn't comfortable with it and that it looked sort of freaky.&amp;nbsp; She hasn't completely dismissed the concept but She clearly is not ready for enforced chastity...yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-2031946281757361964?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2031946281757361964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/12/seizing-opportunity.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2031946281757361964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2031946281757361964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/12/seizing-opportunity.html' title='Seizing the Opportunity'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7oTWjLbGjtM/TvediDpjuqI/AAAAAAAAAO8/nj4aixToPlA/s72-c/43606470982_ORIG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-8136200621950993875</id><published>2011-10-30T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T07:36:53.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chastity in Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.alibaba.com/photo/348969997/Hot-sale-male-chastity-device-600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="400" src="http://img.alibaba.com/photo/348969997/Hot-sale-male-chastity-device-600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two days and one night in Las Vegas this week.  i would like to shop for a male chastity device while in town. Any suggestions on a store?  i will wear the device for four days and post a review later this week if i can find a store with something new to try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-8136200621950993875?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8136200621950993875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/10/chastity-in-las-vegas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/8136200621950993875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/8136200621950993875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/10/chastity-in-las-vegas.html' title='Chastity in Las Vegas'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-7498092752044427638</id><published>2011-07-23T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T07:57:40.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Non-fiction'/><title type='text'>Monogamous Less the Amorous</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5125/5221859997_9c8cc5eb3f_b_d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5125/5221859997_9c8cc5eb3f_b_d.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture from Melvin_Es on Flickr&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;i have been struggling with a lack of sex in our marriage.&amp;nbsp; Yes, a lack of sex is to be expected by someone using the moniker of "Chaste Hubby."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;However,&amp;nbsp;the bothersome part is not the lack of sex but the missing amorous interactions.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with the monogamous part, i am not inclined to turn outside of O/our marriage for the physical attention that i so deeply desire.&amp;nbsp; Monogamy, whether it is natural or not, is deeply rooted in my soul.&amp;nbsp; O/our immediate families have had no divorces and we are "in it together for the long haul."&amp;nbsp; There is nothing inherently wrong with divorces and the people that&amp;nbsp;resort to them.&amp;nbsp; Rather, i just feel my obligation to&amp;nbsp;my family, my kids,&amp;nbsp;and my family culture is to fight, struggle and get through whatever may face U/us in a marraige.&amp;nbsp; The solution, then, must be found within the relationship - unless that proves an utterly useless effort, in which case moving on may be the only option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amorous is defined by Merriam-Webster's as "moved by love and especially sexual love."&amp;nbsp; What happens, though, when the&amp;nbsp;amorous actions vacate the marriage?&amp;nbsp; i remember back to dating a friend named Heidi in junior high school.&amp;nbsp; While she was the first&amp;nbsp;girl who let me touch&amp;nbsp;Her breasts, and while&amp;nbsp;She taught me how to caress, nuzzle and snuggle, we were exploring the emotions and experiences caused when the physical contact released the torrent of chemicals within the body.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We were learning together but She was my first tutor.&amp;nbsp; We held hands when we walked.&amp;nbsp; We hugged, and not just to say "hello" and "good bye," but for any reason and no reason at all.&amp;nbsp; When i think of what O/our marriage is missing, the memories of Heidi flood to the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, in high school, i had a very short relationship with Kayleen.&amp;nbsp; Kayleen and i connected in a way that i cannot explain.&amp;nbsp; She had a very strong libido and was just discovering Her desires.&amp;nbsp; i was an interlude in a relationship that She was in the midst of that involved a very religous young man.&amp;nbsp; He would not satiate Her - i was more than willing.&amp;nbsp; We spent countless evenings in a parked car exploring every curiousity.&amp;nbsp; She was intelligent, clever, witty and brazen.&amp;nbsp; Many of the characteristics that i love about my Wife.&amp;nbsp; However, Kayleen had a libido that allowed for kisses in times and places that bordered on inappropriate, but we were young.&amp;nbsp; Again, however, the hand-holding, snuggles and affection were free flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things missing from&amp;nbsp;O/our marraige.&amp;nbsp; When did the marriage bed become so lonely and how did it happen?&amp;nbsp; In reviewing articles written by others, it appears that The Atlantic wrote about the&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2003/01/the-wifely-duty/2659/"&gt;lack of sex in marriage&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;back in 2003.&amp;nbsp; According to that article, even Dr. Phil noted on his website that "sexless marriages are an undeniable epidemic."&amp;nbsp; The article, however, is a review of &lt;em&gt;The Sex-Starved Marriage&lt;/em&gt;, which i may have to pick up and read&amp;nbsp;because it purports to contain a few tips and solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In O/our marriage, what She doesn't understand, and what i have tried countless times and in countless ways to explain, is that it is NOT about the intercourse.&amp;nbsp; i could be locked in chastity for the rest of my life as long as there was a physical component to replace the intercourse.&amp;nbsp; People need the brush of the arm during a conversation.&amp;nbsp; People need the holding of a hand while walking through the marketplace.&amp;nbsp; The seemingly infinitesimal physical contacts can revive and maintain the steady heartbeat of a marriage.&amp;nbsp; Without them, the weight of the world can smother out the brightest burning flame of love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i attempt at all times to provide for Her anything and everything She could ever want, i guess She does not see a need to resort to using sex as a negotiating chip.&amp;nbsp; As The Atlantic article explained:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Davis reminds women that one of the more effective ways to get a husband to be more considerate and helpful is to seduce him. She counsels a group of female clients who complain of angry, critical husbands to 'pay more attention to their physical relationships with their husbands,' to 'be sexier, more affectionate, attentive, responsive, and passionate.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i wonder if the solution is to be less considerate, less helpful, more angry and more critical?&amp;nbsp; The problem is that i am not that way by nature.&amp;nbsp; Alas, i will have a weekend full of lawnwork, housework and child ferrying during which to consider how to move forward.&amp;nbsp; i am flailing about trying to find an answer.&amp;nbsp; i have tried the direct route and i am not getting any positive response.&amp;nbsp; i am not sure how long i need to pound my head against the wall, before i turn to see a door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-7498092752044427638?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7498092752044427638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/07/monogamous-less-amorous.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7498092752044427638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7498092752044427638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/07/monogamous-less-amorous.html' title='Monogamous Less the Amorous'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-4369994077873944669</id><published>2011-07-14T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T23:48:26.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude Adjustment</title><content type='html'>When She travels, i spend extended periods self-locked into a chastity device.&amp;nbsp; During Her most recent trip, for example, i have remained locked from as soon as Her car slipped away around the corner.&amp;nbsp; i have about 36 hours left before She returns.&amp;nbsp; In total, i will remain&amp;nbsp;in my chastity device for 7 days plus a number of&amp;nbsp;extra hours.&amp;nbsp; i will take the chastity device off before She returns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd? Maybe. It is a bit like running a marathon...or so i am told.&amp;nbsp; No one would be upset with you if you quit early but you press on toward the finish line with your own drive and determination.&amp;nbsp; Sure, i could let myself out at any time but doing so would defeat the purpose of putting it on in the first place.&amp;nbsp; Hell, i often feel guilty having an orgasm after an extended period of denial - it is like Ironman Cal Ripken Jr. taking&amp;nbsp;a seat for a game when he didn't really need to physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have found throughout my life that i am destined to be a pleaser.&amp;nbsp; i am the golden retriever of the male species.&amp;nbsp; i know that She expects that i won't touch myself, masturbate, orgasm, what have you, while She is traveling.&amp;nbsp; i also know that i am prone to taking advantage of free time in&amp;nbsp; just such a manner and that i act on impulse very often.&amp;nbsp; Hence, self-locking is my solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why self-locking and not Wife enforced locking?&amp;nbsp; Very good question.&amp;nbsp; i have joked about things in the past to try to get a feel for the level of "freak out" that introducing enforced locking would cause.&amp;nbsp; i have not gotten to a comfort level that She will not totally freak out.&amp;nbsp; i am still debating revealing my secret to Her when She returns, but it is not a very hearty debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this is background for my most recent discovery.&amp;nbsp; i habitually will masturbate if left to my own devices - hey, i'm male and i have a very strong libido.&amp;nbsp; During this trip, the first night i locked, i still wanted to browse the darker corners of the internet.&amp;nbsp; When i say "i wanted," i mean i had the itch, the crazy eyes, the whole works.&amp;nbsp; The addict in me wanted to take advantage of the privacy and freedom provided by Her trip.&amp;nbsp; Alas, the chastity device prevented that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last 5 days, the desire to take things into my own hands, so to speak, has ebbed and flowed but also has steadily decreased to the point&amp;nbsp;that i have a very low grade&amp;nbsp;desire to&amp;nbsp;prowl around those dark corners.&amp;nbsp; i find this psychological impact interesting - i know that nothing can result, so&amp;nbsp;the efforts have fallen off dramatically.&amp;nbsp; i have focused on cleaning Her bedroom and Her bathroom.&amp;nbsp; i want Her to be able to drop Her bags and immediately rest upon Her return.&amp;nbsp; Foot rubs, back rubs and scalp massages await Her, if She wants to receive them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason i self-lock.&amp;nbsp; Now, if someone would only invent the chastity device for&amp;nbsp;tweets...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-4369994077873944669?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/4369994077873944669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/07/attitude-adjustment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/4369994077873944669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/4369994077873944669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/07/attitude-adjustment.html' title='Attitude Adjustment'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-7531640208576117074</id><published>2011-04-22T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:46:14.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdlocked v. CB6000s - Preliminary Review</title><content type='html'>The gauntlet has been thrown down. Which device will come out on top in the cage match of cages?&amp;nbsp; Interesting that, since i tweeted about wearing the Birdlocked, i received more than a couple of questions about the device.&amp;nbsp; In my anecdotal research and in my browsing of chastity-themed captions and pictures, no device is more recognized than the CBX000 family of male chastity devices, which includes the CB6000s that i have worn almost exclusively of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought the Birdlocked in January, around January 21, 2011, and i was first able to get it on my body in March, around March 19, 2011.&amp;nbsp; i wore it for one night.&amp;nbsp; Now, with an extended period of travel for my Wife, i have the time necessary to experiment longer term with the Birdlocked device that i purchased quite some time ago.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE DEVICES&lt;/strong&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The CB6000s&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.cb-6000.com/cb_6000s_details.html"&gt;CB6000s&lt;/a&gt; chastity device is manufactured and sold by A.L. Miller Enterprises, Inc. of the United States.&amp;nbsp; The chastity device&amp;nbsp;is made of a medical-grade polycarbonate material.&amp;nbsp; The device comprises a cage and&amp;nbsp;a separate&amp;nbsp;ring that, when properly positioned and locked together, promise to restrict access to the penis.&amp;nbsp; The cage is vented and includes an opening at the end to allow urination.&amp;nbsp; The cage is 2-1/2 inches in length and has an inside diameter of 1-3/8 inch.&amp;nbsp; While the cage is fairly small, given that it is spaced apart from the ring, it can accommodate penises longer than 2-1/2 inches when flaccid.&amp;nbsp; The rings, when assembled, have inner diameters of 1-1/2 inches, 1-5/8 inches, 1-3/4 inches, 1-7/8 inches and 2 inches.&amp;nbsp; Essentially, the ring is assembled behind the testicles such that it encircles the penis, just as a cock ring would.&amp;nbsp; The cage is slipped over the penis and locked to the properly sized ring.&amp;nbsp; The CB6000s has a current retail price of $149.95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Birdlocked Mini&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.birdlocked.com/male_chastity_device/gallery_chastity.asp#mini"&gt;Birdlocked Mini&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;chastity device is manufactured and sold by Birdlocked &amp;amp; Co. of Switzerland.&amp;nbsp; The chastity device is made of a medical Silicone material.&amp;nbsp; The chastity device is a one-piece sheath and ring construction that requires no assembly of the sheath to the ring.&amp;nbsp; As with the CB6000s chastity device, the Birdlocked chastity device is vented and includes an opening at the end to allow urination.&amp;nbsp; The Birdlocked Mini sheath is 2.12 inches long and has an inside diameter of 1.18 inches.&amp;nbsp; The total length, from back of the ring to the tip of the sheath is 3.3 inches.&amp;nbsp; The ring has a length of 1.18 inches and an inner diameter of&amp;nbsp;45 mm.&amp;nbsp; Essentially, the ring is slid over the testicles and the penis just like a cock ring and then feed the penis into the sheath before locking the tip of the sheath in position along the lower part of the ring using a locking strap.&amp;nbsp; The Birdlocked Mini has a current retail price of about $165.00 from the manufacturer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note, i bought both of my devices from the Stockroom. The Stockroom carries the Birdlocked Mini for $130.00 and the CB6000s for $149.95.&amp;nbsp; Also, once i have removed the Birdlocked Mini, i will include side-by-side comparison images and,&amp;nbsp;before removing the Birdlocked Mini, i will take pictures for comparison with pictures of the CB6000s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE COMPARISONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Appearances and First Impressions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both products are equally impressive in the manufacturing and overall appearance.&amp;nbsp; Nevertheless, the CB6000s has a slight edge in my opinion because the more rigid polycarbonate provides a more elegant look to the product.&amp;nbsp; This could be conditioning of my eye, because most of the devices being used in photo shoots and video shoots are from the CBX000 family of products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Putting On the Devices&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CB6000s clearly stands out above the Birdlocked Mini when it comes time to don the chastity device.&amp;nbsp; Following a short period of experimentation to find a comfortable ring size (i.e., one that is tight enough for security but not so tight that things turn inappropriate colors), assembly of the three part puzzle that makes up the ring is simple and quick.&amp;nbsp; The top portion of the ring is the same from ring-size to ring-size.&amp;nbsp; Putting the u-shaped main portion of the ring between the testicles and the body, the two top portions are assembled over the root of the penis to capture the testicles and the penis.&amp;nbsp; The cage can be slid over the penis in any manner chosen (e.g., stocking method or with lubrication).&amp;nbsp; i prefer to use lubrication.&amp;nbsp; A spacer is positioned between the cage and the ring and a post inserts through the back of the ring, through the spacer and through a hole in the base of the cage.&amp;nbsp; A lock (e.g., plastic lock or padlock) can be inserted through a hole in the post to lock everything together.&amp;nbsp; Simple.&amp;nbsp; The only issues i ever had were: (1) getting the right combination of ring sizes and spacer/post sizes and (2) inadvertent pinching of skin when locking assembling the ring or when fitting the cage, space and ring together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Birdlocked Mini, on the other hand, was next to impossible to fit to my body.&amp;nbsp; Before heading out to the store to buy the Birdlocked Mini, i spent a bit of time researching sizing.&amp;nbsp; i ultimately selected the largest ring size for the Birdlocked Mini (i.e., 45 mm) based upon the ring size i was wearing comfortably with the CB6000s.&amp;nbsp; The first time i tried to slip into the Birdlocked Mini, i spent well over 45 minutes of futile efforts and i gave up.&amp;nbsp; i tossed the chastity device in my bag and thought i would never be able to use something that i had purchased for over $100.&amp;nbsp; i continued to research and found that many guys with similar anatomical features (i.e., high and tight scrotums) had difficulty putting on the Birdlocked devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, as i was surfing around the Internet, i came across a video of a guy slipping into a Birdlocked device.&amp;nbsp; The video was only available for a very short window of time before the censors got to it and stripped it from the hosting site.&amp;nbsp; Nevertheless,&amp;nbsp;through the magic of that video, i had witnessed someone slip into a&amp;nbsp;Birdlocked device.&amp;nbsp; My first reaction was: "i am being too gentle with myself - i need to be more confident about pushing and pulling to make this happen."&amp;nbsp; Seems you need to thread one testicle through the ring sideways by pulling it through the ring and then push as much skin and such through until you can get the second testicle through the ring.&amp;nbsp; The second one consistently didn't want to follow the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the same day, i had read&amp;nbsp;a recommendation that the Birdlocked&amp;nbsp;devices be put on following a 15 minute hot bath and using&amp;nbsp;a petroleum jelly to lubricate the ring.&amp;nbsp; i proceeded to dig my Birdlocked Mini out of my bag, i grabbed a tube of petroleum jelly&amp;nbsp;and i filled the bathtub with hot water.&amp;nbsp;A half hour later, i was within the protective confines of my Birdlocked Mini.&amp;nbsp; The only question running through my head was: "okay, it was really hard to put on...how will it come off?"&amp;nbsp; i put that question aside for the night and figured i could worry about that tomorrow or during the night if something wasn't feeling right .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, i can quickly and efficiently (perhaps even with my eyes closed or in the dark now) put myself into the CB6000.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, putting myself into my Birdlocked Mini takes much more time, energy and effort.&amp;nbsp; At times i may close my eyes, but it takes quite a bit of pushing, pulling and faith to put my relatively modest package into the Birdlocked Mini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Comfort Factor When Flaccid&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the Birdlocked Mini loses during donning, it more than makes up for in the comfortability category when going through the day.&amp;nbsp; Over the course of a day or two, the rigid polycarbonate ring of the CB6000s can start to cause a burning sensation in the parts of the testicles that are in contact with the ring.&amp;nbsp; i have tried lubrication with hand creams and the like but, given sufficient time in lock down, the creams absorb or are washed away in the shower and the burning sensation will return.&amp;nbsp; i attribute this to the living, breathing, shrinking and swelling nature of the male anatomy and the inability of the ring to flex and conform to the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the ring of the Birdlocked Mini is formed of a pliable Silicone material.&amp;nbsp; The material conforms nicely to the anatomy and, due to the increased tackiness of Silicone relative to polycarbonate, the ring does not significantly shift relative to the underlying anatomy.&amp;nbsp; Having been locked into the Birdlocked Mini for almost 36 hours, very little burning sensation if any has been felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By way of counterpoint, however, the rigid polycarbonate cage of the CB6000s seems to be more comfortable relative to the Silicone sheath of the Birdlocked Mini.&amp;nbsp; Where the tackiness of the ring seems to be a positive for comfort in the ring region, the tackiness of the sheath of the Birdlocked Mini grips the head a bit awkwardly.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, the rigid polycarbonate cage allows the head and length of the penis to slide a bit more freely as the penis grows and shrinks throughout the day.&amp;nbsp; In my view, the comfort of the ring out ways the downside of the sheath so i would rate comfort during everyday wear higher for the Birdlocked Mini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Comfort Factor During Erections&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but the comfort for the wearer during erections also goes to the Birdlocked Mini.&amp;nbsp; The CB6000s is rigid and does not give at all.&amp;nbsp; If the wearer is a grower, much like me, an erection can become very painful because the penis is trying to grow larger around and in length than the CB6000s is willing to allow.&amp;nbsp; The limit also can be seen as the entire CB6000s bobs up and down with the erection.&amp;nbsp; As the erection becomes stiffer, the cage moves upwardly.&amp;nbsp; As the erection becomes softer, the cage moves downwardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the Silicone material of the Birdlocked Mini allows some flexing of the material during an erection.&amp;nbsp; While the length clearly is limited, the girth can be somewhat better accommodated by the Silicone material of the sheath.&amp;nbsp; The limited length can&amp;nbsp;cause some pain, just like the CB6000s.&amp;nbsp; Thus, if more painful erections is what you are after, the CB6000s wins.&amp;nbsp; If reduced pain, and simple chastity, is what you are after, the Birdlocked Mini is better than the CB6000s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Mind Fuck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, the CB6000s wins here but probably only because of my prior experiences with the CB6000.&amp;nbsp; If you have followed me for any time, you will remember that both my CB6000 and my CB6000s have split along the seam.&amp;nbsp; In addition, the rings have cracked where the bottom portion meets the two upper portions.&amp;nbsp; Both instances placed fairly sharp edges and pinch points in some pretty sensitive regions.&amp;nbsp; i worry every time i put the devices on that i will end up bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, i worry about testicle torsion and testicle rupture when slipping into the Birdlocked Mini.&amp;nbsp; i don't know of any documented cases of either...but i don't want to be the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things considered, the mental trauma associated with putting on the Birdlocked Mini subsides and is very short lived while the fear of a split seam or cracked ring with the CB6000s is constant while i am wearing the CB6000s.&amp;nbsp; Thus, the fear and mind fuck are heavily tipped in the direction of the CB6000s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Concealability&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Birdlocked Mini advertising touts the ability to be concealed under clothing, i personally believe that the CB6000s has a sleeker profile when installed as compared to the Birdlocked Mini.&amp;nbsp; i think the difference simply results from the construction of the cage: the CB6000s bends downward more severely than the Birdlocked Mini.&amp;nbsp; Thus, under clothing, the CB6000s assumes a more natural appearance when compared to the Birdlocked Mini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Security&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some readers, this is the biggest point of interest.&amp;nbsp; For security, i give a tie.&amp;nbsp; Useful information, right?&amp;nbsp; The CB6000s has a construction that allows the wearer to tip the cage downward and slip the penis from the cage rearward through the ring.&amp;nbsp; Thus, without added accessories, there seems to be an easy way to escape and even reinsert into the cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, the construction of the CB6000s also admits to use as a sleeve to rub the penis.&amp;nbsp; Movement of the cage relative to the penis is easily accomplished and, if desired, the movement can be used to approach or achieve an orgasm.&amp;nbsp; Yes, it is a pretty unsatisfactory orgasm, but it is possible if the wearer is frustrated enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the pliable Silicone sheath of the Birdlocked Mini grips the penis and limits this type of manual manipulation.&amp;nbsp; The Silicone sheath can be squeezed and, in this completely different manner, an orgasm can be approached or achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had to say one or the other was more secure, i would side with the Birdlocked Mini simply because, even when body wash or lotion is used, i have not been able to withdraw my penis from the sheath.&amp;nbsp; Given how difficult i find the Birdlocked Mini to put on while it is unlocked, even if i could somehow Houdini my way out of the sheath, i doubt i would ever be able to reinsert.&amp;nbsp; For this reason, i would pick the Birdlocked Mini over the CB6000s for security as long as all other accessories are omitted from the discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conclusion and Improvements&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If i had all the time in the word to insert and lock myself, i would side with the Birdlocked Mini.&amp;nbsp; In the real world, i don't have enough time for that, so i will wear the Birdlocked Mini when i have time and fall back to the CB6000s when i do not have time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If i could talk to the engineers at either company, i think an improvement on both would be to comold the silicon over top of a polycarbonate cage with the structure of the Birdlocked Mini.&amp;nbsp; The polycarbonate cage would prevent manual manipulation of the penis through the cage but the upsides of the Birdlocked Mini would largely be maintained.&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;Silicone would reduce the likelihood of the cage splitting.&amp;nbsp; The locking rings for both devices admit of improvement but i am not sure how i would improve the constructions.&amp;nbsp; The width of the ring of the Birdlocked Mini is good from reducing the ability to withdraw through the ring but i think the Silicone material also helps in this regard.&amp;nbsp; Further research and consideration are required in the ring department.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, for now, that's all i have.&amp;nbsp; If you have follow-up questions, go ahead and post them or message me on twitter (@ChasteHubby).&amp;nbsp; Good night and God speed.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-7531640208576117074?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7531640208576117074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/04/birdlocked-v-cb6000s-preliminary-review.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7531640208576117074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7531640208576117074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/04/birdlocked-v-cb6000s-preliminary-review.html' title='Birdlocked v. CB6000s - Preliminary Review'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-7774905688694316532</id><published>2011-03-19T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T15:38:46.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Struggles</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long silence...like many, i have internal struggles from time to time.&amp;nbsp; i am not seeking the approval of anyone with this post and, if you are seeking stimulation, this post will not stimulate anything but debate and discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing?" "Why do you want this?" "Chastity devices...are you serious?" "Does this have a connection with a panty fetish?" "Would you tell your family what you enjoy?" "Yes, She is benefitting, so why are you after to talk it over with Her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversations and, on some days, debates are fleeting, fluid but ever present. They can be simply stated questions or can be filled with anger and frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was traveling recently.&amp;nbsp; During my trip, i had significant freedom to go where i wanted, do what i wanted, be who i wanted. Seldom did i take care of things without Her - although I could have done so repeatedly.&amp;nbsp; During my trip, however, i had a moment of self-discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all due respect to those into true D/s, i don't believe i would ever fit into "the scene."&amp;nbsp; i've flirted with wanting to be in the scene.&amp;nbsp; i've romanticized about being in the scene.&amp;nbsp; i was in a big city during part of my travels and found a meeting of people that were into sissification and D/s more broadly.&amp;nbsp; i went to observe but, unfortunately, i didn't last long.&amp;nbsp; My phone rang shortly after the meeting began and it was Her.&amp;nbsp; i stepped out to take the call and, as i stood there talking to Her, i realized that i was not interested in official D/s...at least not what i had just witnessed.&amp;nbsp; i did not return - i went to dinner instead.&amp;nbsp; To those of my readers who may&amp;nbsp;have been in that meeting, i mean no disrespect -&amp;nbsp;i just didn't find myself wanting to learn more after the first fifteen minutes.&amp;nbsp;While in the meeting, i also understood that dressing in feminine outerwear in public is not something that necessarily excites me.&amp;nbsp;In the same regard, wearing&amp;nbsp;feminine underwear or a chastity device in public,&amp;nbsp;under clothing of course, DOES excite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have come to appreciate that i am&amp;nbsp;a complex, complex human being with views, desires, hopes and fears that i simply cannot explain.&amp;nbsp; They well up from deep within and i am not sure that i have the patience, stamina or strength to burrow deep down inside to understand enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i have come to appreciate even more is that i love Her.&amp;nbsp; If She wanted me in bondage, i would do it.&amp;nbsp; If She wanted me in panties, i would do it.&amp;nbsp; If She wanted me to never have sex again...i'd...i'd struggle but i'd do it.&amp;nbsp; While i sometime disagree with Her, while i sometimes engage in verbal joisting with her, i know i always will be picking myself up from the turf while She looks down upon me from Her mount.&amp;nbsp; What She doesn't need to know is that i sometimes fall from my own horse on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please grant me enough courage and strength to offer enforced chastity to Her as a way to improve our marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-7774905688694316532?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7774905688694316532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/03/inner-struggles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7774905688694316532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7774905688694316532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2011/03/inner-struggles.html' title='Inner Struggles'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-2515155290214213408</id><published>2010-09-06T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T12:56:34.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Delight</title><content type='html'>"Honey, when you have a moment, can you please come in here?" My wife was calling to me from the bedroom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TIVBHdnRTHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BbwWBAlESEQ/s1600/husband+housework.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TIVBHdnRTHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BbwWBAlESEQ/s320/husband+housework.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For months I have been stepping up around the house.&amp;nbsp; I have been reading online about housekeeping and steadily increasing my workload around the house.&amp;nbsp; My wife was beginning to enjoy her new found free time.&amp;nbsp; She was spending time at the gym.&amp;nbsp; She was going out for nice dinners with her friends.&amp;nbsp; Basically, she was getting the "her time" that every married woman needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand, no longer was golfing, going to the bar or playing poker with the other men in the neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; Instead of donning a golf glove, I was putting on rubber gloves.&amp;nbsp; Instead of worrying about being dealt a bad hand, I was worrying about getting dishpan hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quietly knocked and waited for permission from her to enter. Upon entering, I could see her at her desk carefully studying a magazine, but I couldn't make out exactly what kind of magazine.&amp;nbsp; She slowly turned in my direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sit down on the bed for a minute.&amp;nbsp; I just wanted to thank you," she started.&amp;nbsp; "You have been working your fingers to the bone so that I can relax and enjoy myself.&amp;nbsp; And I truly appreciate it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are very welcome honey.&amp;nbsp; It's the least I can do to show you my appreciation," I replied, maybe a little bit too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear, please don't interrupt.&amp;nbsp; When I am ready for you to talk, I will let you know.&amp;nbsp; Until then, please remain quiet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded in reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know that I have been going to dinner with Lisa and Louisa, right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded once again so as to not frustrate her further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lisa is hosting a Halloween party tomorrow night and she invited us a few weeks back.&amp;nbsp; I have been struggling with the costumes but, when I was talking with Louisa over coffee this morning, she mentioned how nice it must be to have a maid.&amp;nbsp; That's when I knew it."&amp;nbsp; She paused, almost uncomfortably long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My puzzled expression must have given her the suggestion that I had no idea what "it" was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I still have not decided what my costume will be, but you will be attending as a maid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggled to hold my tongue and to control my emotions.&amp;nbsp; I must have looked startled but I did not speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then showed me a page of the magazine she was looking through.&amp;nbsp; It was actually a catalog from a costume store.&amp;nbsp; The images were shocking but she quickly pointed to the French Maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TIVGKgBlS_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ddao919FDoM/s1600/costumes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="345" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TIVGKgBlS_I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ddao919FDoM/s640/costumes.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"This is it, hubby, this is the costume I am getting for you.&amp;nbsp; You will look so sweet wearing it, I just know it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started shaking my head with wide, teary eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Relax, honey, everything will be all right.&amp;nbsp; You'll see..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TIPSEgHq1eI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jsRn28r-IGI/s1600/679106391.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TIPSEgHq1eI/AAAAAAAAAI0/jsRn28r-IGI/s320/679106391.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-2515155290214213408?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2515155290214213408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/09/halloween-delight.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2515155290214213408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2515155290214213408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/09/halloween-delight.html' title='Halloween Delight'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TIVBHdnRTHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BbwWBAlESEQ/s72-c/husband+housework.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-2471158443791328866</id><published>2010-09-04T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T08:20:12.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Exactly In The Cards...</title><content type='html'>i stumbled upon this via another blog and i was totally and completely amazed by the control exerted. While i know this doesn't exactly fit with a chastity blog, i loved the video so much i had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xvideos.com/video543945/slow_blowjob"&gt;http://www.xvideos.com/video543945/slow_blowjob&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-2471158443791328866?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2471158443791328866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-exactly-in-cards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2471158443791328866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2471158443791328866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-exactly-in-cards.html' title='Not Exactly In The Cards...'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-6429263987484618988</id><published>2010-07-04T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:30:56.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Training Leash of Sorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TDDPK2WBKdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/u40CwicKvQE/s1600/SandraSoroka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TDDPK2WBKdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/u40CwicKvQE/s320/SandraSoroka.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The picture above from SandraSoroka on flickr reminded me of a post i had started sometime ago.&amp;nbsp; Years ago, we got our first dog. As a family, we have learned much about dogs, sometimes out of necessity and sometimes out of accident.&amp;nbsp; One of the first things we learned about, out of necessity, was leash training.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leash training is an important aspect of raising a new puppy. It is well-known that a leash trained puppy is a safer puppy and a much more manageable puppy.&amp;nbsp; Leash training takes much time, energy and patience. However, once a puppy has been leash trained, the owners can progress to having the puppy take walks off the leash but still under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly, i was thinking about the similarities between leash training of puppies and chastity training of husbands. An untrained puppy will tug and pull against the leash and nip and bite the leash. The puppy does not like the loss of personal control and the puppy does not know how to behave on the leash. Over time and with encouragement, the puppy will begin to accept the dominance of the owner and the leash that connects the puppy to the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, a husband or boyfriend is less likely to accept the dominance of the Wife or Girlfriend and, when first placed in chastity, may tug and pull in an effort to reassert his own control.&amp;nbsp; Eventually, however, with time and encouragement, the husband will resign himself to his rightful place a step behind the Wife and, given enough time, the husband may no longer require the chastity device in order to mind his manners and follow alongside his Wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TDDSoUw8RgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Z0YOu7XiIow/s1600/penis-leash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TDDSoUw8RgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Z0YOu7XiIow/s320/penis-leash.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just like anyone leash training a puppy, the goal of the Wife is to clearly communicate to the husband what is acceptable behavior and what is not acceptable behavior. It is important that everyone involved in the training convey a consistent message or set of rules. If only the Wife is involved, this should be relatively easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-6429263987484618988?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/6429263987484618988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/07/training-leash-of-sorts.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/6429263987484618988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/6429263987484618988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/07/training-leash-of-sorts.html' title='A Training Leash of Sorts'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TDDPK2WBKdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/u40CwicKvQE/s72-c/SandraSoroka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-1722264016756749932</id><published>2010-06-20T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T12:04:00.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household chores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>Shoe Polishing Servitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TB5iHI8S-FI/AAAAAAAAAH8/enF2q-AL3vU/s1600/264184206_a114b4e2ea_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TB5iHI8S-FI/AAAAAAAAAH8/enF2q-AL3vU/s400/264184206_a114b4e2ea_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A recent post by "On Female Dominance of the male" that can be found &lt;a href="http://ondominance.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-then-theres-clean-my-boots-with.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; set my mind to thinking about something that i hadn't thought of before: "i am working to get/keep the housework handled so She doesn't have to lift a finger; i have completely neglected Her wardrobe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i do all of the laundry, including folding and putting it away, i hadn't thought of the most important of fashion accessories: Her shoes.&amp;nbsp; Before i began spiraling away from the life i had know, before i learned about Woman Led Relationships and before i learned about the potentially life-changing effects of chastity, i didn't pay much attention, if any, to shoes.&amp;nbsp; Now, years later, i notice shoes and feet more than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TB5iXLMlZfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/cWo47QsF23Q/s1600/2359375927_336ff270a5_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TB5iXLMlZfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/cWo47QsF23Q/s320/2359375927_336ff270a5_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am adding "polish Her leather shoes" to my list of things to take care of around Her house.&amp;nbsp; For tips, i was directed to &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Polish-Shoes"&gt;wikihow&lt;/a&gt; and its description.&amp;nbsp; i polish my own shoes, but i want to do better for Her footwear than i do for mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will use the best polish i can find and the best polishing equipment that is made for polishing shoes.&amp;nbsp; i am open to suggestions if anyone has a preference for polishes or polishing equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TB5iZQzr6DI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8BK0-7ZkR5g/s1600/2749547000_ab88598be2_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TB5iZQzr6DI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8BK0-7ZkR5g/s320/2749547000_ab88598be2_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, like the rest of the housework, She will need to approve of what is being done, how it is being done and how well it has been done.&amp;nbsp; If things are not done properly, Y/you can bet that they will be done again.&amp;nbsp; Thus, once, the shoes have been shined, they will be presented to Her for Her review and approval before being carefully placed back into Her closet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, the picture of the rose and legs is from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rinaldi/264184206/"&gt;Andrea Rinaldi&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr, the picture of the Microsheen advertisement is from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rchappo2002/2359375927/"&gt;rchappo2002&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr and the photo of the maid presenting the properly shine shoes to her Boss is from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/photognome/2749547000/"&gt;photognome&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr. i like to give credit to those who provide the wonderful images to illustrate my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope Y/your week ahead will be shining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-1722264016756749932?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/1722264016756749932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/06/shoe-polishing-servitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/1722264016756749932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/1722264016756749932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/06/shoe-polishing-servitude.html' title='Shoe Polishing Servitude'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/TB5iHI8S-FI/AAAAAAAAAH8/enF2q-AL3vU/s72-c/264184206_a114b4e2ea_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-1280331632090189008</id><published>2010-02-20T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T09:22:47.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update - Mid-February</title><content type='html'>Thank you everyone for the direct messages and the comments asking for updates.&amp;nbsp; Encouragement always motivates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i remain in the daily struggle for control over a wandering mind.&amp;nbsp; My Wife is beautiful, sexy and very attractive to me - the struggle is internal and always has been there. Even in college, when i was dating other Women, i struggled to control myself.&amp;nbsp; So, to those of Y/you reading this as Y/your first exposure to my blog, my need for chastity is very real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to some updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broken CB6000 Cage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke my CB6000.&amp;nbsp; Yes, Y/you read that correctly. i split the seam that joins the bottom of the two molded halves.&amp;nbsp; i didn't realize that it was split at first. One day, as i was putting the CB6000 on, i felt an unfamiliar pinch so i removed the device to inspect it.&amp;nbsp; The pinch was on the top, but as i inspected the device, i came to realize that the top seam was just beginning to separate as a result of the bottom seam being completely separated.&amp;nbsp; This was a tad discouraging, encouraging in that my erections must be pretty strong to be able to pull the two halves of the CB6000 apart (*patting self on back*), but discouraging nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hindsight, i wish i had taken pictures of my broken cage and the repair process.&amp;nbsp; In a nutshell, i first attempted to cement back together the split portions of the seams.&amp;nbsp; i bought a tube of Elmer's Model and Hobby cement.&amp;nbsp; i opened up the split seams and, using a cotton swab (e.g.,&amp;nbsp; Q-Tip), i applied the cement and pressed the seams back together.&amp;nbsp; After waiting 24 hours, i tested the resulting bonds.&amp;nbsp; Failure.&amp;nbsp; The seams simply reopened again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, i decided that it was all or nothing.&amp;nbsp; i was likely going to need a new cage anyway so i broke both seams fully, which left me with two fully separated halves.&amp;nbsp; i sanded the edges and then applied the model cement. As instructed on the label, i allowed the cement to set up and then pressed the two halves back together and held them together tightly for a few minutes.&amp;nbsp; After about three minutes, i wrapped a rubber band around the repaired cage and set it aside for 24 hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, i checked the repair and the seams seemed stronger than when originally bought but there were rough spots caused by the glue. i bought some 1500 grit wet/dry sandpaper and some plastic polish from the auto supply store (bet they'd never guess how that stuff was going to be used) and proceeded to knock down the rough spots and polish the cage as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The repairs seems to be holding. i've worn the repaired CB6000 for three days now with no problems. i still am in the market for a CB6000s but the Stockroom storefront (street name is "Syren") was sold out of the 6000s and they appeared to be on backorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;First Time in CB6000 Exceeding 24 Hours&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of Y/you who have been following my blog for a while now know that my Wife knows nothing about the CB6000.&amp;nbsp; She gets the upsides of increased attention and more service than ever before without having to be involved in the care and maintenance of the CB6000.&amp;nbsp; i typically lock and unlock myself to prevent any temptation exceeding my ability for restraint. i was chronic in the desire to handle things on my own...more than once a day was typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wife is traveling this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Normally, for me personally, this would be a HUGE temptation and a HUGE failure of my self-control.&amp;nbsp; Hence the need for a functioning CB6000 this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, having the keys accessible is a weakness in the system, but i also have the viewpoint that, if i am going to go through all the trouble and expense of owning and wearing a CB6000, i need to commit to not breaking down and unlocking.&amp;nbsp; Sounds goofy, and it may BE goofy, but until my Wife is involved as a keyholder, i do what i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i sit in day 2 of lockup.&amp;nbsp; i locked yesterday morning before work and i am not planning on removing the device until tomorrow afternoon before She arrives home.&amp;nbsp; In the meantime, i have some kid duties to perform and some housework that needs my attention.&amp;nbsp; i'd love to post more, but i am out of time for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Y/your day and i look forward to an comments Y/you may have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-chaste hubby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-1280331632090189008?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/1280331632090189008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/02/quick-update-mid-february.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/1280331632090189008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/1280331632090189008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/02/quick-update-mid-february.html' title='Quick Update - Mid-February'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-2512217266380479050</id><published>2010-02-07T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:54:52.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for the Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technestreport.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/duct-tape-mouth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://technestreport.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/duct-tape-mouth.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To the followers of this blog, i apologize for the lengthy silence since the holidays.&amp;nbsp; i am still devoted to the chastity lifestyle, with or without my Wife's participation.&amp;nbsp; As the new year started, we began to get along better than ever. Less arguing by me, less snapping by me, less of many things by me and more loving by me, more caring by me and more housework for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i have been engaging in conversations with people on Twitter as, who else, ChasteHubby. i receive encouraging words there and i attempt to provide encouragement to others as well.&amp;nbsp; Twitter has revitalized my love to people of all kinds. Really, there are great conversations that occur over there and the conversations help keep me motivated to improve myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So what have i been doing of late with respect to my relationship?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;First, i bought some massage oils and i have been offering to give my Wife a massage every night possible. Sometimes a massage just doesn't make sense, like if i have to work late or She is already sleeping by the time i make it up to Her bedroom.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise, i give her a half-hour massage.&amp;nbsp; One night, i gave Her a massage while we watched "The Breakfast Club" - for the whole movie!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Second, i've been doing EVERY load of laundry. i do one load in the morning and one load in the evening. Her house has never been as on top of the laundry as it is now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Third, i am on my hands and knees scrubbing the bathrooms every weekend.&amp;nbsp; i am not just quickly cleaning all three bathrooms each weekend.&amp;nbsp; Rather, i am deep cleaning one bathroom every weekend. i also am cleaning up the kitchen every evening and, once a week, i am cooking dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i've not had an orgasm in about 20 days, which is an all-time record for me. i am waking up every morning now with morning wood - which hasn't happened to me for years. One of my friends on Twitter said to just keep thinking about how good the release will feel and that has kept me going. i want to experience that release WITH my wife so i keep my eyes on the prize and push on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i have limited time today but so much to share. i will make a commitment to keep posting more frequently, even if it is a short post, but i would like to hear from you, the readers. We all need encouragement and correction! Have a wonderful week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-chaste hubby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-2512217266380479050?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2512217266380479050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry-for-silence.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2512217266380479050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2512217266380479050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry-for-silence.html' title='Sorry for the Silence'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-7305092455120766987</id><published>2010-01-09T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:37:02.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impact is Being Felt</title><content type='html'>I started my chastity experiment to see what impact, if any, it might have on my relationship with my Wife. My Wife swings wildly from submissive/docile to dominant/aggressive but she tends to be more on the submissive side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, while having sex, I found myself unable to perform.  This was devastating to my wife.  She thought I was no longer attracted to her.  Actually, that couldn't have been farther from the truth.  The problem wasn't her - it was my overactive libido and imagination coupled with this wonderful thing called the internet.  I was handling things on my own, so to speak, WAY too frequently.  In fact, I had handled things earlier that evening and, as far as I understand, with increased age comes longer refractory periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after this, I decided it was time to do something about my itchy trigger finger and I started reading about chastity devices.  After much research, I settled on the CB6000 and started searching out a store that sold the device. My shopping experience was blogged earlier in &lt;a href="http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/adventure-begins.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after I started limiting my ability to freely have orgasms, I found that I started paying more and more attention to my wife and the things that she enjoys and appreciates.&amp;nbsp; I returned to the courtship activities, such as telephone calls for no reason, back rubs without expecting anything in return and bringing her flowers "just because."&amp;nbsp;  I began carrying more of the load around the house, such as doing the laundry, cleaning the kitchen, washing the dishes and vacuuming.&amp;nbsp; All of this I did freely and willingly without any input from my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took notice.&amp;nbsp; She often would come downstairs and ask me to just sit down and relax.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to impress her.&amp;nbsp; I wanted her to want to let me have a release.&amp;nbsp; This was quite a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started flirting with her again.&amp;nbsp; More desire for release started bubbling over and, again, she took notice.&amp;nbsp; On night, I distinctly remember her asking me "Why have you been so horny lately." I just told her how beautiful she was but I couldn't bring myself to discuss the lock that I was wearing on a daily basis whenever I was out of her presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast-forwarding a couple of months, things are still going well.&amp;nbsp; Actually, things are continuing to improve.&amp;nbsp; I continue to take on more and more responsibilities around the house.&amp;nbsp; She is getting to spend more time relaxing.&amp;nbsp; And just tonight - she hugged me and said: "I really enjoy not arguing with you like we used to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - yep, I believe an impact is being felt. Could I have done it without the CB6000?&amp;nbsp; Maybe.&amp;nbsp; Did I do it before I owned the CB6000? Nope.&amp;nbsp; Impact felt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-7305092455120766987?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7305092455120766987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/01/impact-is-being-felt.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7305092455120766987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7305092455120766987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/01/impact-is-being-felt.html' title='Impact is Being Felt'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-4967563447030926683</id><published>2010-01-03T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:55:09.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What He Desired</title><content type='html'>She leaned in. He could feel her breath. Warm. Moist. A chill crept up his neck. He could feel the hairs on his neck starting to stand on end. It had been so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her breath. His arousal. He was becoming aroused. He swelled – in his cage. His cage was limiting his growth. Squeezing him firmly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cage was preventing her mouth from touching him. She was so close to him. He could feel her breath but he would not be feeling her mouth envelop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She continued breathing right in front of the cage. Her tongue reached forward. The tip of her tongue flicked in and out of the hole at the end of the cage. Teasing him. Taunting him. God, he wanted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hand. Her soft hand with her slender fingers. Her hand stretched forward. Her fingers traced the ring that secured the cage in position, brushing him ever so gently. She cupped him in her palm and drew him toward her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mouth. Her moist lips. Her velvety tongue. Her lips.  Her lips stretched forward and enveloped the cage.  She peered upward at him. Her loving eyes locked with his. She maintained her gaze as she slowly moved her lips back and forth along the cage, periodically flicking the hole at the end with the pointed tip of her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear trickled down his cheek. This was heaven. This was hell. This was what he desired - he couldn't have what he desired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-4967563447030926683?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/4967563447030926683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-he-desired.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/4967563447030926683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/4967563447030926683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-he-desired.html' title='What He Desired'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-8114278748156923466</id><published>2010-01-02T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:22:37.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Chastity?  A Woman's View of the Lockup</title><content type='html'>Thanks to bing.com for locating this video found on http://www.myspace.com/sissystefani.&amp;nbsp; This video informative and enlightening.&amp;nbsp; I agree with almost everything She says in the video with the exception of the effectiveness of a plastic device.&amp;nbsp; I am able to reach orgasm, granted an unsatisfying orgasm, while remaining locked within the chastity device if the period of lockup is sufficient.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, here is to an eventful 2010.&amp;nbsp; I hope it is starting off well for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=40684698"&gt;Mistress' View on Enforced Chastity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360px" width="425px"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=40684698,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=40684698,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sissystefani"&gt;stefani&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/"&gt;MySpace Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-8114278748156923466?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8114278748156923466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-chastity-womans-view-of-lockup.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/8114278748156923466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/8114278748156923466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-chastity-womans-view-of-lockup.html' title='Why Chastity?  A Woman&apos;s View of the Lockup'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-7650105834463669193</id><published>2009-12-31T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:43:31.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Diary - 32 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/Sz029yQSrDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bVgapVnv5Ns/s1600-h/Chastity+Diary+Cap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/Sz029yQSrDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bVgapVnv5Ns/s400/Chastity+Diary+Cap.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-7650105834463669193?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7650105834463669193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-diary-32-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7650105834463669193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7650105834463669193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-diary-32-days.html' title='Dear Diary - 32 Days'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/Sz029yQSrDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bVgapVnv5Ns/s72-c/Chastity+Diary+Cap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-1850323420073413276</id><published>2009-12-28T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:02:02.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping...For A Key</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SzkcW8DL6XI/AAAAAAAAAGU/joF4RdAgZwI/s1600-h/Store+-+Cap.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SzkcW8DL6XI/AAAAAAAAAGU/joF4RdAgZwI/s640/Store+-+Cap.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For some reason, many of my fantasies involve being taken to a store and being forced to acquire new items.&amp;nbsp; With the introduction of a chastity device, these fantasies are much easier to envision because there now is more leverage than there used to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need the key... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-1850323420073413276?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/1850323420073413276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/12/shoppingfor-key.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/1850323420073413276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/1850323420073413276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/12/shoppingfor-key.html' title='Shopping...For A Key'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SzkcW8DL6XI/AAAAAAAAAGU/joF4RdAgZwI/s72-c/Store+-+Cap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-348012904436178122</id><published>2009-12-10T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:54:06.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stopping the Leak</title><content type='html'>So I've been wearing the CB6000 all day during the week.  I've also been wearing panties over top of the CB6000.  The combination of the two keep me aroused all day.  Yesterday, I noticed that I was leaking just about all day.  I'm not sure if that was from the time spent in lockup without a release or if it was from the panties.  I did chuckle, however, that the opening of the CB6000 positioned the leakage directly over the cotton gusset of the silky red panties I was wearing.  By the end of the days, my panties looked like the panties of my wife following a sexual encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To address the leakage and to save my panties as well as my suit pants (potentially), today I decided to slide a non-lubricated condom over the end of the CB6000.  The condom caught all of the leakage that had been collecting in the cotton gusset the day before.  I had no idea I could leak as much as I did.  While I was not intending on sharing any pictures of the results, upon observing the amount of leakage collected, I decided I would post a picture to show just how much one may leak on an average day when locked for a period of time and aroused from time to time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SyHrg-3PXWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GyTZlc9txRQ/s1600-h/DSC01629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SyHrg-3PXWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GyTZlc9txRQ/s320/DSC01629.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413867178939080034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will need to keep collecting each time I wear panties with my CB6000.  While some may not be aroused by wearing panties, apparently the silky touch on my lower regions is enough to keep me aroused most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lockup continues and my wife is going through "that time of the month," so release is not on the immediate horizon.  Also, given the coming travels for Christmas, my grooming schedule has been a bit delayed to ensure that any grooming I do will last throughout our upcoming trip.  Thus, I apologize for the excess hair shown in the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-348012904436178122?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/348012904436178122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/12/stopping-leak.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/348012904436178122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/348012904436178122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/12/stopping-leak.html' title='Stopping the Leak'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SyHrg-3PXWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GyTZlc9txRQ/s72-c/DSC01629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-4118243990031549026</id><published>2009-12-09T17:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:18:32.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit of Christmas Cheer with a Wrapped Package</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2MDQwNzQwNzg4MiZwdD*xMjYwNDA3NTMyODg5JnA9NTc5MDMyJmQ9Z2lja3IuY29tJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*wMzk2OTUyNTQxYjg*ZDNlOGQ2MjFlNjQ2OWIwZjc*MyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href='http://gickr.com' title='pimp your myspace' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://gickr.com/results2/anim_775ace6d-e47e-f624-61f7-0626bd0a86f0.gif' alt='Create myspace graphic with Gickr' &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://gickr.com' target='_blank'&gt;Make your own animation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-4118243990031549026?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/4118243990031549026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/12/gickrcom-animation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/4118243990031549026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/4118243990031549026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/12/gickrcom-animation.html' title='A Bit of Christmas Cheer with a Wrapped Package'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-3566981555243928038</id><published>2009-12-05T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T09:14:15.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chastity Devices'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erectile Dysfunction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CB6000'/><title type='text'>Erectile Function</title><content type='html'>For years, I've had free reign over my lower regions and I was able to handle things myself whenever I felt like it.  Often, something would trigger me and I would be overcome with a desire to "rub one out."  Once triggered, I'd take care of the urge as soon as possible - sometimes I'd take care of the urge multiple times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After marrying my Wife, the urges did not subside.  I was pleasuring my wife and pleasuring myself...often.  Eventually age and the repetition began to get to me.  I was unable to perform in the morning and, more recently, I was unable to perform during some evenings.  My Wife began to think I wasn't attracted to her - and it is hard to convince someone that you are attracted to them when one typically uncontrollable portion of your body is not responding as it should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started researching causes of erectile dysfunction and other performance issues.  I stumbled onto the CBX000 lines of chastity devices and some postings by men that the CBX000 lines were helping them address their own dysfunction.  Of course, when I started to study chastity devices, I learned of a number of other very lovely (for my Wife) consequences to locking husbands/boyfriends up in such devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just HAD to have one.  Eventually, I found a brick and mortar store that had the CB6000.  It took some seeking and I even called the manufacturer to finally find a store that I could visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SxqUQkaSO4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/eG7SVxRoHA8/s1600-h/IMG_9315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SxqUQkaSO4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/eG7SVxRoHA8/s320/IMG_9315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411800914611813250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been self-locking for about two months now.  My Wife is very vanilla and, the last time I tried to get her into something outside of the box (a vibrating cockring), it failed miserably.  So I've been locking up Monday through Friday from the time I leave for work until I get home at the end of the day.  Basically, I lock myself up and leave the keys in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On average, I am locked up for about 12-14 hours a day - during the times when I would have the privacy and time needed to handle things myself.  The rest of the time, I am with my wife or kids and I don't really have the time or the privacy to take things into my own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, for the first time in probably 8 years, my body worked as it should in the morning.  I attribute this change to the wearing of the CB6000.  The CB6000 is the only chastity device I have tried but I am willing to bet that other chastity devices also can work to help cure erectile dysfunction.  As for me, I am a believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife, with a gleam in her eye, looked at me this morning and said "I thought it didn't work in the morning?"  Her smile was priceless, as was the emotion that I felt at that exact moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-3566981555243928038?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/3566981555243928038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/12/erectile-function.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/3566981555243928038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/3566981555243928038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/12/erectile-function.html' title='Erectile Function'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SxqUQkaSO4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/eG7SVxRoHA8/s72-c/IMG_9315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-2550813950545719577</id><published>2009-11-16T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:26:19.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Be Trusted</title><content type='html'>I bought my CB6000 what seems like quite a long time ago - but it was only a month ago. For those new to my blog, my wife is unaware of my purchase but she is very aware of some of the advantages that my purchase has bestowed upon her: increased attention and physical adoration; more participation in cleaning the house; and improved performance in the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CB6000, when under the control of the cage wearing party, however, performs only as good as the "keyholder."  In this case, I am the keyholder and the caged all rolled into one.  Don't get me wrong, when I am good, I am very good...but the same can be said for when I am not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, for those unaware, it is very possible to achieve an orgasm within the CB6000 - albeit an unsatisfying orgasm but an orgasm all the same.  In other words, after a brief period of remaining locked, e.g., a week, one can become very aroused with very little stimulus.  In my case, when fully engorged, the CB6000 is only slightly too small to contain me.  When lubricated to reduce the likelihood of my head becoming stuck within the neck region of the cage during normal everyday wear, I can attain sufficient movement to cause a loss of orgasm control.  Granted, I have found that this only is possible when I have abstained for a sufficiently long period of time, but still it is possible.  Thus, I have to be very careful about what stimuli I am exposed to after only a very brief period of (self)denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, because I control the keys, I control when I remove the device.  My wife is very vanilla and I am unlikely to convince her that the CB6000 is a good thing for her without having an extended period of "good behavior" that I can directly attribute to the wearing of the CB6000.  Until that day arrives, I am engaged in the task of controlling when I wear the device and when I remove the device in a hybrid of an "honor system" and "under lock and key" approach.  I am on the honor system when unlocked and I am on the locked-up approach, well, when I am locked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this hybrid system look like?  I often lock the chastity device on before leaving for the office.  I leave the device on while I am away from home during the day.  I remove the device either on the way home or once I arrive at the house.  I then clean the device and store it away until the next day.  During the weekends, because I am with my wife and kids all day, every day, I remain unlocked.  There simply is no time for any foul play during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hybrid system works great so long as I leave the keys in my car during the day.  Because of the privacy of my office, I often have the ability to engage in activities that I should not engage in during the week.  The lock and key approach generally removes the option and the pressure of remaining pure for my wife.  I say generally because, as I mentioned above, after a sufficient period of time, I can attain an orgasm without removing the CB6000 even if it is unsatisfying (because I cannot touch myself during the orgasm - it is, in essence, a ruined orgasm).  From the two times I have done this, however, I find it so frustrating that, learning from experience, I don't see this being a long term issue.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SwGnNO03YSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Gk0JbVS-ZyA/s1600/P11569837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SwGnNO03YSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Gk0JbVS-ZyA/s320/P11569837.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404784873581273378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the short run, I can't be trusted.  Over the long haul, however, I believe that this hybrid approach will lead to the results that will have my wife asking about why my attitude has changed so much so quickly.  When that day arrives, I won't need to be trusted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-2550813950545719577?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2550813950545719577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-be-trusted.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2550813950545719577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2550813950545719577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-be-trusted.html' title='I Can&apos;t Be Trusted'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SwGnNO03YSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Gk0JbVS-ZyA/s72-c/P11569837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-313900590812094801</id><published>2009-10-29T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:20:37.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Comfort Zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuqFgVGYAfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/T5GfDCMpz60/s1600-h/DSC01343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuqFgVGYAfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/T5GfDCMpz60/s320/DSC01343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398273893823152626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the two week anniversary of my purchase of the CB6000.  The first day, simply putting on the CB6000 caused physiological excitement.  That first night, believe it or not, I even ejaculated while locked in the CB6000.  I almost gave up on the concept of chastity devices right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experimented with ring sizes.  I experiments with spacer sizes.  I finally have settled upon the second to largest ring and the second to shortest spacer.  I understand that the chastity device may stretch out the skin and, if that happens, I will be trying to move down one more ring size.  Right now, however, the next smaller ring size seems to cut off circulation enough that the skin begins to turn reddish within a half-hour.  I know, I know...too much information, but some people have asked by email so I thought I would throw it out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few times I wore the CB6000, I used no lubrication at all.  I found that when I shrank, I would disappear into the shaft portion of the cage.  With no lubricant, I had difficulty while locked moving into a position for urination.  This problem could be rectified somewhat with a Q-tip cotton swap or the like but it also led to some slight discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the first week, I obtained some personal lubricant and applied the lubricant to the head and shaft, which allowed movement within the cage during the course of the day.  I found, however, that too much movement was allowed.  I actually could very easily stimulate myself within the cage due to the ease with which I was able to slide within the cage.  Because the amount of movement, in my mind, somewhat defeated the purpose of the chastity device, I stopped using the lubricant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end of the week, I dropped from the largest ring to the next smaller ring.  The first hour or so in the smaller ring was fine but soon after that I began to experience a burning sensation in small regions of the scrotum where the ring was located.  After poking around on the internet, I learned that the burning sensation was caused by overlaps in the skin that are not able to move freely.  The solution, I learned, was skin lotion.  I picked up some cocoa butter skin cream, which is the same stuff that my wife used during pregnancy to help avoid stretch marks, and have been using it ever since.  While I have a very minor burning sensation from time to time, I can adjust under the ring and the sensation is alleviated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear the chastity device from the time I am ready to leave the house in the morning until I return home late at night; usually I am locked for about 12 to 14 hours a day.  This schedule affords me time to air out and allows my body to relax over night from any effects of the chastity device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first 12 hour day, I could smell a distinct stale urine smell so I attempted to wash the chastity device with soap.  While this decreased the smell to some degree, it didn't resolve it completely.  I looked around and stumbled onto Wet-Ones.  I now use Wet-Ones as soon as I remove the device.  Wet-Ones or another antibacterial wipe seems to kill the bacteria that cause the odors.  I wipe out the chastity device, allow it to dry and then follow up with soap and water.  The chastity device has absolutely no smell the next morning.  It is fresh and ready for a new day of protecting me from myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the course of the day, I carry a small syringe from the drug store that I use to rinse with water after each trip to the restroom.  I have found that the rinses have keep down the smell of urine that otherwise was building up over the course of the day.  Yes, it is a bit awkward carrying a small syringe and a cup of water everywhere but, hey, it works and this isn't about avoiding awkwardness, now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I also discovered within a couple of days the magic of the sock technique of fitting.  For those that have not discovered this technique, you basically install the rings and just before sliding on the cage, you pass the closed toe end of a sheer calf-length stocking through the slit at the end of the cage.  You then pass the open end over the head of your penis and begin sliding the cage into place.  As the cage is moving toward the locking pins, you pull the penis head into the cage by pulling on the sock.  Finally, when you are fully in the cage, the sock will slide off of the penis head and out of the cage.  You now can comfortably lock the cage into position.  After doing this just once, I found it so much easier than trying to cram myself into the CB6000 that I have used it ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, the chastity device has become almost normal feeling.  I don't notice it the way I did during the first few days or even during the first week.  My desires to satisfy myself have dropped off dramatically.  My wife and I are getting along much better than before I started wearing the chastity device.  I am noticing smells and sights that I guess did not register with me before.  A beautifully dressed woman catches my eye much more easily.  The other day, a mom dropping her young children at school walked by me and I could smell her perfume.  It smelled like Liz Claiborne, a scent I knew from my high school and college days.  Things definitely are changing and I believe that they are changing for the better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-313900590812094801?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/313900590812094801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/comfort-zone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/313900590812094801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/313900590812094801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/comfort-zone.html' title='The Comfort Zone'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuqFgVGYAfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/T5GfDCMpz60/s72-c/DSC01343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-6811219851183042642</id><published>2009-10-28T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:13:39.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait - My Key is In There!</title><content type='html'>Picture yourself working in front of your computer on an upper story of a multistory business building.  You are intently focused on the task at hand - aided by the chastity device tightly wrapped around your intimate parts.  All of a sudden, the fire alarm begins sounding.  You know this happens once or twice a year and you have to evacuate the building for ten to twenty minutes and then you return back to your computer and resume the tasks you were embroiled in prior to the interruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SukkJ66Oi-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/baq8h3phngU/s1600-h/fire-alarm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SukkJ66Oi-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/baq8h3phngU/s320/fire-alarm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397885381231152098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the fire alarm sounding, you go to the window and peer outside.  No smoke.  That's a good thing.  No fire trucks yet either.  Wait, typically when there is a fire drill, the fire marshal is present and he drives a small red SUV.  You don't see the SUV either.  Could this be the real thing or is it just another drill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You begin descending the stairs.  One floor, two floors, three floors...then it occurs to you, your key to your chastity device is tucked away for safe keeping somewhere in your office.  You know that you can no longer go back to your office; your floor has been cleared and everyone is headed down the stairs with you.  You just begin praying that the fire alarm is only a drill...and thankfully it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-6811219851183042642?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/6811219851183042642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/wait-my-key-is-in-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/6811219851183042642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/6811219851183042642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/wait-my-key-is-in-there.html' title='Wait - My Key is In There!'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SukkJ66Oi-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/baq8h3phngU/s72-c/fire-alarm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-3417809191700755502</id><published>2009-10-27T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:21:35.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes - Your Secretary Knows Too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SufUu0FJ2BI/AAAAAAAAADk/ESr5I-S5Ieg/s1600-h/Desk+Sit+Chastity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SufUu0FJ2BI/AAAAAAAAADk/ESr5I-S5Ieg/s400/Desk+Sit+Chastity.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397516579146160146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-3417809191700755502?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/3417809191700755502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-your-secretary-knows-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/3417809191700755502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/3417809191700755502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-your-secretary-knows-too.html' title='Yes - Your Secretary Knows Too...'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SufUu0FJ2BI/AAAAAAAAADk/ESr5I-S5Ieg/s72-c/Desk+Sit+Chastity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-835406009260418302</id><published>2009-10-27T00:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:57:16.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once You Are Locked Away, You'll Do Anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/Suan11pSlxI/AAAAAAAAADc/v81qYpLrCu8/s1600-h/tanlines-caption.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/Suan11pSlxI/AAAAAAAAADc/v81qYpLrCu8/s400/tanlines-caption.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397185746825287442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-835406009260418302?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/835406009260418302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/once-you-are-locked-away-youll-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/835406009260418302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/835406009260418302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/once-you-are-locked-away-youll-do.html' title='Once You Are Locked Away, You&apos;ll Do Anything'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/Suan11pSlxI/AAAAAAAAADc/v81qYpLrCu8/s72-c/tanlines-caption.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-86453142668244414</id><published>2009-10-24T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:34:08.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captioned images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuckold'/><title type='text'>Truth in Advertising</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuOJlasf6rI/AAAAAAAAABc/QqCgO-ozCTw/s1600-h/reluctant-girl-773606-caption.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuOJlasf6rI/AAAAAAAAABc/QqCgO-ozCTw/s400/reluctant-girl-773606-caption.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396308054434114226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-86453142668244414?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/86453142668244414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/truth-in-advertising.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/86453142668244414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/86453142668244414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/truth-in-advertising.html' title='Truth in Advertising'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuOJlasf6rI/AAAAAAAAABc/QqCgO-ozCTw/s72-c/reluctant-girl-773606-caption.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-4409610537446503405</id><published>2009-10-24T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:12:47.610-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captioned images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humiliation'/><title type='text'>Oh So Tiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuOKCCRVFRI/AAAAAAAAABs/QsLpcTPkv8Q/s1600-h/xl_WomanHoldingCondom+-+Captioned.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuOKCCRVFRI/AAAAAAAAABs/QsLpcTPkv8Q/s400/xl_WomanHoldingCondom+-+Captioned.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396308546093913362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-4409610537446503405?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/4409610537446503405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-so-tiny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/4409610537446503405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/4409610537446503405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-so-tiny.html' title='Oh So Tiny'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuOKCCRVFRI/AAAAAAAAABs/QsLpcTPkv8Q/s72-c/xl_WomanHoldingCondom+-+Captioned.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-6792059544336960721</id><published>2009-10-24T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:13:20.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captioned images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humiliation'/><title type='text'>Humiliation at the Department Store</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuOJzMOZvDI/AAAAAAAAABk/RvlipuRXpm4/s1600-h/panties-caption2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuOJzMOZvDI/AAAAAAAAABk/RvlipuRXpm4/s400/panties-caption2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396308291067952178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-6792059544336960721?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/6792059544336960721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/humiliation-at-department-store.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/6792059544336960721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/6792059544336960721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/humiliation-at-department-store.html' title='Humiliation at the Department Store'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/SuOJzMOZvDI/AAAAAAAAABk/RvlipuRXpm4/s72-c/panties-caption2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-5573049267601693482</id><published>2009-10-23T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:14:26.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Chastity Movies</title><content type='html'>I was browsing to see what was out there relating to chastity devices, and maybe a CB6000.  The following video caught my attention.  Simply amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="410" height="341" id="veohFlashPlayer" name="veohFlashPlayer"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.veoh.com/static/swf/webplayer/WebPlayer.swf?version=AFrontend.5.4.3.1012&amp;permalinkId=v259810nY8S8MYx&amp;player=videodetailsembedded&amp;videoAutoPlay=0&amp;id=anonymous"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.veoh.com/static/swf/webplayer/WebPlayer.swf?version=AFrontend.5.4.3.1012&amp;permalinkId=v259810nY8S8MYx&amp;player=videodetailsembedded&amp;videoAutoPlay=0&amp;id=anonymous" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="410" height="341" id="veohFlashPlayerEmbed" name="veohFlashPlayerEmbed"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Watch &lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/browse/videos/category/educational/watch/v259810nY8S8MYx"&gt;cb3000 chastity belt&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com/browse/videos/category/educational"&gt;Educational&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;View More &lt;a href="http://www.veoh.com"&gt;Free Videos Online at Veoh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-5573049267601693482?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/5573049267601693482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/chastity-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/5573049267601693482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/5573049267601693482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/chastity-movies.html' title='Chastity Movies'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-7521031399942711953</id><published>2009-10-23T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:15:00.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realizations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>The Steady Drizzle</title><content type='html'>Today, after two more days in lockdown, I noticed that I can generate a fairly consistent dripping of precum.  While it feels like I have small spurts of urine flowing at times, it actually is precum - long and stringy strands of precum. I find the precum flows depending upon either the position of the ring or the movement of the ring. Tonight, while teasing and denying in lock up, rather copious amounts of precum were generated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to an interesting crossover between blogs. I am starting a feminization blog as well because that also has been an interest for about as long as I can remember. I was wearing panties while undergoing the tease and denial session. The panties are shown below.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/4039201260_b87e0ec5ce_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/4039201260_b87e0ec5ce_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CB6000 points the tip of the penis downward and features a long slit at the end. This enables leaking precum to seep downward and outward. The leaking precum the forms a wetspot in my panties at or about the cotton gusset. So I was wondering if I should be purchasing pantyliners.  The wetspot does seem to increase the humiliation and feminizing effect as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purchasing the CB6000 made me nervous. Purchasing panties was significantly worse. I can't imagine how nervous I would be shopping and purchasing a box of pantyliners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-7521031399942711953?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7521031399942711953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/steady-drizzle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7521031399942711953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7521031399942711953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/steady-drizzle.html' title='The Steady Drizzle'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/4039201260_b87e0ec5ce_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-2848174834520274011</id><published>2009-10-22T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:17:00.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='releases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>An Amazing First Night</title><content type='html'>My Wife has yet to learn of my self-imposed imprisonment in my chastity device during the day.  Because the CB-6000 is very effective at limiting self-releases, my attention has been focused more upon my Wife and helping out around the house.  She has not requested any of this.  I am doing it to improve our sexual relationship as well as our emotional relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I immediately head for the bathroom where I can remove my chastity device and clean up prior to settling down for the evening.  Once everything has been cleaned and stored away for the next day, I return to the kitchen, laundry room or whatever area needs attention and help out around the house.&lt;br /&gt;  After helping out, I then let Her unwind alone in Her bedroom and I relax in the family room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if the male body puts forth signals or what, but my Wife who rarely is sexually inclined recently has thrown Herself at me for the past two days.  Actually, once Her monthly "guest" left, it has been nonstop and She even threw herself at me once while the "guest" was still in town.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night She kissed me deeply while I was putting away some dishes.  After the dishes were in the dishwasher, I relaxed for a bit on the couch until She emerged from the bedroom and lay on top of me.  She kissed me deeply again and I took that as a sign that I should retire from the couch and go upstairs.  As soon as I crawled into bed, She turned Her television off and began to turn me on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have had some minor performance issues in the past, likely from a hyperactive fantasy life and a hyperactive masturbation schedule, last night there were no issues.  I spent several moments caressing Her back and Her neck and then I began to work around to the front.  Reaching the front, I gave both of Her breasts as much attention as She desired and then began sliding downward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I could post more, I think the point has been made and I wonder if my self-imposed chastity somehow is making me more desirable to Her.  What a wonderful start to sliding into chastity this has been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-2848174834520274011?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/2848174834520274011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/amazing-first-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2848174834520274011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/2848174834520274011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/amazing-first-night.html' title='An Amazing First Night'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-7993870664726737929</id><published>2009-10-21T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:16:14.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychological impacts'/><title type='text'>Late Morning Quickee</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post regarding thoughts and feelings being experienced as I type.  In the past, When under stress, I have seldomly gone more than a day or two without having at least one if not mulitple orgasms, whether by sex or by masturbation.  I guess the endorphins help me cope with the pressures of life and work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, having committed myself to a self-imposed chastity during the day and a wife-imposed chastity (aka she isn't interested in having sex very often) at night, when I am uncaged, longings deep down inside to orgasm have been bubbling to the top more and more frequently. I guess this is the effect I ultimately was seeking - I just didn't think it would be so strong after just over two days into my lock-up. Stay tuned to this channel for more in the days that come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-7993870664726737929?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7993870664726737929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/late-morning-quickee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7993870664726737929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7993870664726737929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/late-morning-quickee.html' title='Late Morning Quickee'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-8695835676368881207</id><published>2009-10-20T10:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:16:44.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>A Chastity Virgin</title><content type='html'>After exiting JT's Stockroom, my heart still pounding, I quickly glanced up and down the street to see who might be able to see what was in the black bag that I carried.  I folded it over to reduce the size of the bag and placed it against my thigh as I hurried along to my waiting escape vehicle.  Was that someone I knew that just drove by? Did they see me leaving the store with the bag?  WHAT THE HECK AM I WORRIED ABOUT?  I AM AN ADULT - RIGHT?  Adults are allowed to buy things in adult stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slid behind the wheel of my car, fired up the engine and drifted out into traffic.  My mind began to wander.  Why did I feed the meter enough money for an hour?  What the heck was I thinking?  I wizzed in and out of that store in less than 10 minutes.  Where the heck was I now and where is the freeway?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued driving not quite yet knowing how to get where I was going.  Once again, I fired up the GPS system and found directions to my hotel.  My hotel - oh, yeah, I was going to my hotel when I made this much planned detour.  Crap, and I'm going to be late for my lunch.  Driving along, I fingered my newly acquired toy and thought about how it was going to feel and what impact, if any, it might have on my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at my hotel after my planned lunch was just about over but with plenty of time to check into my room and get settled prior to my afternoon meeting.  I parked my car to the side of the valet area and wandered into the magnificent hotel lobby.  I quickly located the registration desk and checked in.  Key in one hand, directions to the self-park in the other hand, my heart again began to palpitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped back into the car and wove my way through the roads around the enormous hotel.  Bingo, a parking spot right by what looked to be an access door.  I backed into the spot and placed the transmission in park.  Before getting out of the car, I placed my CB-6000 into my briefcase and then proceeded to collect my things for the room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-8695835676368881207?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/8695835676368881207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/week-1-or-weak-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/8695835676368881207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/8695835676368881207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/week-1-or-weak-one.html' title='A Chastity Virgin'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978054714465385311.post-7567706110665513840</id><published>2009-10-17T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:17:24.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>The Adventure Begins</title><content type='html'>After seeking out locations to purchase a CB6000 in Southern California, i finally found myself standing face to face with the door to JT's Stockroom.  My heart pounded in my chest and I tried to control the shaking of my hands.  I glanced up and down Sunset Bouldevard and then reached forward for the handle on the nondescript door with the simple "OPEN" sign indicating that the Stockroom was open for business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon opening the door, I stepped into an environment different from any adult-novelty store that I had ever been too. This was NOT a novelty store - this place was designed for people that could never be satisfied by mere toys and inexpensive articles.  There were racks of apparel fashioned from leather, latex and other materials.  There were display cases with clips, whips, cuffs, and an assortment of items that I had no idea what they were or how to use them.  The store also distinctly catered to the gay scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I circled the downstairs once looking for any chastity devices they might have.  The gentleman behind the counter was finishing a transaction with another customer.  As the customer began to leave the store, I was asked whether I needed any assistance.  Voice cracking and words tumbling out, I replied that I was looking for a CB6000.  The gentleman informed me that they were upstairs and that I could go upstairs to look around while he finished up down below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon ascending the staircase, the wall of which was adorned with images of attractive men and women wearing various styles of fetish attire, I was greeted with a room full of very serious looking fetish items.  Strap-ons and dildos could be found large enough that a small child could be delivered with ease through any orifice able to accommodate them.  Electrical gadgets and items of various materials, some looking like medieval medical devices, were carefully laid out in various display cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed to be an eternity, but which was actually only a few moments, the salesman made it upstairs and presented me with a CB6000.  I held it in my quivering hands and examined it.  While larger than I had envisioned, it appeared to be very well made.  I quietly said that I would take it and the salesman retrieved a new CB6000 from a cabinet, very much like a salesman from Tiffany's would be retrieving a new necklace from a cabinet after a selection is made by a customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning downstairs, I glanced at the women depicted in the pictures.  Were any of these women someone that created the blog postings or websites that I have read over the years?  One can only imagine.  As we approached the counter, I knew I would have to find a way to place the money on the counter instead of handing the money to the saleman - my hands simply were shaking too much at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he rang up the purchase, I placed what I believed to be the amount due on the counter.  I had calculated it and missed it by a dollar.  As I handed him the dollar, he returned the change to my very noticeably trembling hand.  I fumbled and dropped the coins.  Scooping them up, I was ready to bolt for the door.  As I turned to leave, the salesman asked me to wait.  Wait, I thought.  Wait for what?  He explained that he was printing a receipt.  After all of the time I had thought through and planned for this purchase, I surely would not need a receipt.  Nevertheless, I waited for my receipt and then disappeared out the front door ready to face the new world that lay ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3978054714465385311-7567706110665513840?l=slidingintochastity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/feeds/7567706110665513840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/adventure-begins.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7567706110665513840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3978054714465385311/posts/default/7567706110665513840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://slidingintochastity.blogspot.com/2009/10/adventure-begins.html' title='The Adventure Begins'/><author><name>Chaste Hubby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02966259149220633558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_10FIXBJx7fA/StthZNjhEAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g880ux6vkh0/S220/Picture+014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
