Despite finally getting a full seven hours of sleep last night, I woke up more exhausted than I have on any other day of this competition. Everything felt hazy. I woke up a couple of times during the night to use the restroom, adjusted my cage, and drifted back to sleep.
When I finally woke up for good, I checked for irritation, bruising, or broken skin. There was still a lingering bruised sensation, but nothing unmanageable. What did disappoint me was some swelling between the ring and the cage. The skin looked puffy and slightly bulged—not painful or tender to the touch. Having dealt with edema before, I knew fluid was trapped beneath the skin. I carefully adjusted the cage to allow more room and improve circulation. I had really hoped this cage would be trouble-free, especially considering how comfortable it felt overall. Still, it wasn’t severe enough to cause real concern.
I sent my verification photo, applied lotion, had breakfast, and headed out to start the day.
Work was a struggle, much like the days before. I felt a bit paranoid—for lack of a better word—carrying a secret like this with me. Sometimes during casual banter with a coworker, thoughts would suddenly pop into my head: Oh my god, I’m caged and they have no idea. Or What if…? Or worse—Oh no, I’m getting hard. lol stupid xD
After work, on my way to the gym, I stopped at CVS to see if I could find a better lotion. There had been some talk about Eucerin in the group earlier that day, and I’ve used it before—I can definitely vouch for it. But then I spotted “Triple Repair” by La Roche-Posay. It sounded perfect, exactly what I needed. I grabbed that, plus a Eucerin product as a backup or for overnight use since their formulas tend to be thicker.
Working out at the gym wasn’t much trouble. I did find myself wondering if anyone else there might also be wearing a chastity device without anyone knowing. The fantasy of running into my dream domme at the gym isn’t new for me, but with the cage on, it crept into my mind even more. It was frustrating—and fun—at the same time.
When I got home, Mistress Ashley had closed the bidding, and the 24-hour edging window was officially open. Seeing the message “EDGING STARTS NOW” in the group made me instantly hard in my cage, but I decided to wait until bedtime.
I already had a playlist in mind—something slow, dark, red-toned, with glistening reflections of leather and temptation. I adjusted the heat, dimmed the lights, and undressed. There I stood, naked except for my cage, buzzing with anticipation. I was excited to finally take it off and touch myself again—to feel that slippery, tingling sensation along my shaft, to edge and drip. Alongside my nerves about filming myself, I was anxious about whether I could last long enough.
Once the cage came off, it felt like I had gained an extra lung. The relief was incredible—rubbing, squeezing, stretching, pulling on my cock and balls. The only comparison I can make is the relief of finally scratching that tiny, unreachable itch on your back. Pure release.
It didn’t take long for a rock-hard erection to rise, accompanied by a flash of bruised sensation. I didn’t waste any time. I applied lube generously and started counting my strokes, filming with my phone in my left hand. Getting the right angle was more challenging than expected. I kept my eyes open and focused on my strokes, trying not to lose control. I was extremely horny, yet my erection didn’t feel as hard as I expected—probably because I was juggling too many things at once. That actually worked in my favor, helping me avoid getting too excited.
Still, I kept losing count. I think I restarted three or four times, which means I definitely went well over 115 strokes. Every so often, uncontrollable waves of arousal would hit, and I’d feel myself swell to my absolute limit. If I had given in, I would’ve finished long before the end. Instead, I did my best—however imperfectly—to balance staying hard without going overboard. My balls ached regardless, growing heavier by the minute.
In the end, I made it through. I uploaded the video, took a quick shower, re-locked, posted my verification photo, and finally went to sleep.
To be continued...