As part of my efforts to ease back into the lifestyle, I’ve decided to participate in a Chastity/Edging Competition on FetLife starting January 10th. Someone suggested that I journal the experience in blog form, which struck me as a great idea—so here we are.
It’s been years since I’ve worn a cage for more than a couple of hours. Finding the right cage for long-term wear hasn’t been easy, especially as a grower. In my experience, metal cages tend to be more comfortable overall, but only if you find the right fit—and that can take time, trial, and patience.
I’m ultimately working toward my dream cage, but for now there are other priorities that come first. For this competition, I’ve decided to use my KINK3D Cobra cage. It’s familiar, reliable, and a good place to restart my journey back into chastity.
Terms of the quest:
⦿ Each contestant will remain locked for the duration of the edging competition.
⦿ The competition will last for 30 days.
⦿ Two days per week, each contestant will complete an edging session.
⦿ Prior to each edging session, each contestant will submit a blind bid with their pledge stating how many edging strokes they will complete.
⦿ Once the edging session has begun, the contestant must continue until they complete all of the strokes they have pledged or until they cum.
⦿ Each successfully completed edging stroke = 1 point.
⦿ Scoring will be cumulative for the duration of the scene.
⦿ If a contestant orgasms while edging, he bankrupts all of his accumulated points and starts the next session with zero points.
⦿ The contestant in last place at the end of the competition is subject to a punishment.
*Full rules will be posted in the online chat.
Note: I have been training for 5 days at the time of this writing
Training Days 1–5:
I decided that the best window of time for me to practice would be after work until bedtime. The time I get home depends on how busy work is, so some days I’m home fairly early. I usually go to sleep around 9 p.m., but no later than 10, which gives me roughly 8–9 hours to lock up.
Putting the cage on the first day wasn’t difficult at all—I’ve pretty much mastered the process by now. Balls through the ring first, then slide the penis under and make sure the ring sits right at the base. There are several tips out there to make putting on the cage (specifically the tube portion) easier. One common method is the “pantyhose or stocking trick,” where you place the stocking over the shaft, pass it through the pee hole of the cage, and slowly pull as you guide the tube on. This helps the penis sit perfectly inside the tube.
I’ve found that method helpful, but depending on the cage, the fabric can get stuck in the seams or even rip. Personally, I prefer using medical nitrile free gloves. I run the wrist of the glove under the base ring, pass the middle finger through the pee hole of the cage, and gently pull. You also need to poke small holes in the other fingers of the glove to let the air escape. While I enjoy how precise this technique is, I can now cage myself without the help of the “magic glove.”
During the first two days, I managed to stay locked for a combined total of 12 hours. There were no major issues—just getting used to doing everyday activities while caged. Things like peeing, getting in and out of the car, squatting, or sitting all require a bit of adjustment. Occasionally, I had to find moments when no one was around to discreetly adjust the cage, mostly shifting the ring to relieve tender spots. Moving it slightly gives those areas a bit of a break. I also noticed that after taking a shower (and trying my best to clean the area), the ring would stick to my oil free skin a lot me and cause more pulling. Nothing a bit of aloe oil couldn't solve.
Getting hard during the day wasn’t much of a problem. For the most part, I could almost forget I was wearing a cage. That is, except for the moments when being locked up turned me on so much that I started fantasizing—or worse, watching porn. A bad mistake. I knew it would be, but I couldn’t help myself. Straining in the cage is oh-so-delicious.
On the third night, I decided to try sleeping with the cage on. Needless to say, I barely got any sleep. Nocturnal erections are powerful, painful, and long. As my cock filled the tube and bulged against the open spaces, the ring—also acting as a cock ring—pulled on my balls. The pain was dull yet crippling, similar to getting kicked in the balls. That lingering, twisting ache in the pit of my stomach reminded me of the situation I was in, which somehow turned me on even more.
The ring made it harder to get soft while I lay there trying to calm myself down with an uncontrollable erection. I was grumpy, exhausted, and frustrated, but I wanted to power through. Eventually, the erection subsided, and with it came sweet relief. As my cock softened, the pain eased in direct correlation. I finally fell back asleep—only to wake up two more times during the night to the same experience. Around 4:00 a.m., I decided to take the cage off.
On day four, after coming home and locking myself up again, I headed out to run some errands. Every time I did something outside the house, I found myself thinking, “OMG, I’m doing this while caged!” and smiling to myself. I also noticed that I was paying far more attention to women than I had in previous days—their form-fitting jeans, sandals, shiny boots, long hair, and soft skin. Some stood out because of their confident, assertive walk; others simply because they were attractive, completely absorbed in their own world and unaware of my existence.
I found myself fantasizing about scenarios where they might somehow discover I was caged—whether by accidentally bumping into me, noticing it through my pants, or picking up on the way I walked. In my head, this would spark a conversation and lead to their interest in participating in my kink. Some fantasies involved blackmail or coercion, others kidnapping—the specifics varied, but the point is my mind was full of highly arousing thoughts. I may have even leaked a drop or two of precum, which I suppose is normal in this line of work.
Friday night (day four), I went to bed with the cage on again. This time, I only woke up twice—once at 1:15 a.m. and again at 4:00 a.m. After that, I decided to start my day. The cage was becoming uncomfortable, but I was determined to reach the 24-hour mark. I ended up setting a personal record: 27 hours, 48 minutes, and 49 seconds.
When I removed the cage, I noticed what looked like an abrasion on the head of my penis and a very sore, almost bump-like spot at the base of the shaft where the ring sits. I decided to leave the cage off for the fifth night to allow some healing and rest. I definitely should not have watched porn, and I need to get better control over my fantasies. The longer and harder my cock stays strained, the more damage it takes—and not in a good way. I really want to finish this competition, but I’m starting to worry that I may have started training too late. Safety has to come first.
Day Five
I’m leaving the cage off today as well. If everything heals properly, my next lock-up will likely be Monday after work.
