Stuck in chastity cage 3rd update

It's hard for me to believe that I've spent a month with my dick caged and locked up. Usually, a month passes without it feeling like hardly any time at all. In some ways that is still true for things like monthly bills that need payed again after seeming like they had just been paid, but as far as the cage goes, it feels like a month of having it on was a very long time. 

A couple very recent photos of how my dick has spent the past month:

I can recall the feeling of panic when I found out that the cage could not be unlocked or removed, but it feels so long ago now. Not long after that I knew that my dick would probably be caged for a long time, but I didn't know what to expect about how that would be. After a month spent with my dick constantly caged, a lot has already changed for me.

I still experience attempts at erections that can never happen all the way, and I still get aroused from contact with the cage, and at certain times I feel an almost irresistible need to cum, but somehow those things all seem much more normal and usual now. The most difficult time to get accustomed to tends to be the mornings when my dick still tries having erections or "morning wood". I wake up with my dick so swelled and compressed inside of the cage that it feels as though the cage and my dick are just one solid thing. Without any way to "relieve" it or to do anything about it, all there is to do is to wait it out, which can take a while on some days.

For full disclosure, I have to admit that once I realized that causing myself to cum with the cage on was no longer possible, I tried a few "tricks" that others online have said they used that were %100 effective. Things like sticking something into the cage to use to masturbate, or pulling their dick out of the cage, masturbating, and then putting their dick back in the cage again. The pulling out thing is %0 effective for me though, because I can't pull my dick out of the cage no matter how hard I try. I can get it less than halfway out, which isn't enough to do anything with. It also kinks my dick so much that it hurts, and there's just not enough slack to go any further. Just trying it yanks my balls so hard that the pain becomes intolerable, and forces me to stop trying. 

There's also the fact that if I did somehow get my dick pulled out of the cage, the full weight of the cage would be on my balls alone, which is bound to hurt pretty severely. And that's not even considering what might happen if I couldn't get my dick back into the cage afterwards. Since there's no possible way that my balls could ever be slipped free of the cage, and there's no way to unlock it, the idea of being stuck in that position is too bad to even think about.

It also doesn't work for me to stick things in the cage to try using to masturbate. Masturbating, at least in the past for me, always required the use of most of my dick and not just a tiny part of it that can only be reached through a small opening. Every try at it only results at best in teasing myself until it's too frustrating to continue, but more often just makes any spot I can reach get too sore from trying. 

I know I shouldn't ever bother to try those things, but I think I needed to find out for myself that there is no cumming for me as long as the cage is there, no matter how desperately I might want it or feel like I need it. So now when I get horny, aroused, and start trying to have an erection, I know all I can do is to let it happen until it plays itself out on its own. 

One of the things that is most surprising for me is how such a small cage is able to stop erections, prevent masturbation, and prevent any climax from happening. The internet has lots of claims about a cage doesn't really do any of those things, but my own experience so far hasn't allowed any of those things to be done, and I can't see how that could ever change. Unless I just want to tease myself and end up being denied an orgasm, it's usually best for me to just leave my dick alone even while it's doing its best to become erect inside of the cage.

Walking around everywhere with the cage on my dick and being around lots of other people felt surreal at first, but having no real choice about it made sure it happened enough for me to get much more used to it. That's not saying that I'm not almost constantly aware of the cage being there while I'm out in public, but just that it feels less surreal now. 

Having to sit down to pee is more instinctive now, and I do it almost automatically ans without thought. The same is true for the extra process of cleaning everything while showering every day. Before it may have taken 30 seconds or so to clean down there, but now it takes several minutes and requires a lot of shifting things around to make sure not a spot is neglected. Also making sure that everything gets properly rinsed after cleaning. It felt like a chore at first, but now a routine is pretty established and habitual. It's also been long enough to know that the process is sufficient and effective.

With the key not working, the only option left is for the cage to be removed in some professional setting by someone with the skill to do it. So even if I decided right at this moment to have this done, it would still take some time and involve a lot of embarrassment and humiliation before it could actually happen. Not only do I not have any tools for doing it on my own, but I just could not attempt it. Not with my dick being in full contact with where any cutting tool would need to be used.

I've tried using pins, needles, and a few other things to either try to clear the keyhole, or to pick the lock, and I've tried small tools like tiny screwdrivers to try forcing the lock open. Each of them either bent or broke, which tells me that the lock is stronger than I first thought. I can't even be sure that I'm not permanently damaging the lock or the keyhole, even though it looks like the key is already permanently useless. I still hold onto the key though, in spite of its uselessness. 

I did previously accept not making any attempts to remove thee cage until it was actually necessary for it to be removed for some legitimate reason, but desperation and frustration over a long period of time can lead to some impulsive or desperate things. But those things only continuously result in failure, and each night I still have to go to bed with my dick remaining locked in the cage, and each morning I wake up to the same thing. 

After a month, it's already difficult for me to recall what it's like to see my dick free of any cage. The feel of gripping my dick instead of a steel cage is also becoming a distant memory. So is having an erection that isn't blocked and suppressed. I try not to think too much about what's not possible anymore, but every now and again I will suddenly be hit with the thought "My dick is stuck being locked in a cage that it can't be removed from."For a moment after that realization, I'm stunned by the reality of it, but then for some reason an erection tries to occur. When that happens it can feel like my dick is betraying me,as if it's enjoying the whole situation kind of separately from what my thoughts are at the time. But then my attention usually goes to how my dick seems to be trying to swell enough to try busting out of the cage, which is obviously never possible. I'm usually compelled to try to grab or grip my dick when that happens, but the cage keeps me from being able to do it.

The cage does fit very snugly over my dick and around the base of my balls. I'm still having to learn to avoid anything that shifts or moves my dick around too much though. Doing that tends to cause the base ring to be pulled on hard enough to force the ring to slide down the base of my balls a little bit, further away from my body. I know it does that because my attempt to have an erection is pulling on the whole cage enough to cause the sliding. If this happens too much or too often, it can chafe that area on my balls, Since the ring can only move a tiny amount, the chafed area can't really be avoided, and can take hours or more to feel like it recovered. It probably doesn't help that my balls are as large as they are, or that they hang as low as they do. I've lost track a long time ago of how many people both off and online who have seen have commented on those things about my balls.

Sometimes I even have to apply some lotion or lubricant to the area to avoid more chafing while the area recovers. I'm hoping that eventually that area will toughen up and be capable of tolerating any small shifts from the base ring. I hope that because I have to, It's either that or it's keeping it lubricated for as long as the cage has my dick locked in it. And that means it would be best to carry some sort of lubricant with me wherever I go and for whatever I do, and to apply it's needed.

I don't know why at first and early on, that being locked felt like such a temporary thing, even though it seemed so obvious that it was more than temporary. But over the past month my thoughts and feelings about that have changed. I want to say they changed a lot, but by now I know that what might seem like a lot now might seem like nothing at some later time.

I still think about the possibility of getting my dick out of the cage, but now when I do think about that, I try to direct my thoughts towards living with and accepting having a caged dick for the long term. I have no clue as to how long that could be. It's not really predictable how long before the cage will have to be professionally removed for some other legitimate reason. It could be any time or not for a long time, so being as prepared as I can be for it being a long time seems best. 

Like one commenter pointed out on one post, it's one way of making sure I'm not able to masturbate or cum and then later say that I didn't. They said it's a way of keeping me honest, and I sure can't deny that it's working out that way. The one problem with that is with the cage on, the contact makes me aroused and to feel horny more often than before, so now I feel a stronger and more frequent urge and desire to masturbate. So far I can only assume that more arousal and more urges are just things that I have to deal with during the day, and most often at night, not to mention in the morning as always. 

To be honest, there are times when I suddenly have an overwhelming urge to get the cage off of my dick right then and at that moment. I'll just feel like I can't take it for another minute, and I feel like I should be doing something about it right then. Even then, I know well enough not to grab the cage or to try to pull it off, since that would hurt very much and it wouldn't accomplish anything anyway. It happens most often late in the evening or just after getting into bed at night. I suppose mostly because those are times when I don't have to think about as many other things. At those moments, I have to force myself to realize that there is no way possible for the cage to be removed anytime soon no matter what. They key doesn't work in the lock, I have no tools that could cut the cage off, and even if I did I would not be using them on steel that is also touching my dick. Even resigning myself to a long and humiliating day and seeking professional help in removing the cage would still mean having the cage on my dick for many more hours. 

No place is going to consider removing a cage as a priority. It's also bound to require explaining the presence of the cage multiple times to multiple people, and there's no doubt that it will require showing the cage and my dick to at least several people. Once I was there, I'd have to stay there for as long as it took to "work me into the schedule", get all of the preliminary things done, and finally get to the removal of the cage. I feel like that, even in a professional setting, that word of my "condition" would spread quickly and efficiently throughout the place, and even those without a reason or an excuse to see my caged dick would at least know about it. As inevitable as that all might be, that's something to be put off for as long as it can be. I don't know if I can stand that much humiliation for that long of a time, so until it can't be avoided any longer, it will be avoided.

So anyway, in those moments of wanting the cage off right then, I have no choice but to acknowledge that it is not possible anytime soon no matter what I wanted or what I did. Since those times mostly happen in late evening and at night, once I get a hold of myself I can usually put it out of my head enough to be able to sleep. By morning, there's always things to think about and things to do, so thinking about the cage gets a lot less priority. Now, when I feel one of those moments coming, I just start repeating in my head, or out loud of no one else is close enough to hear me "The cage can't come off, so it won't be coming off. The cage has to stay there, like it or not." I think thinking it, or even better hearing myself saying it out loud, makes it seem more matter-of-fact, which seems to go a long way towards just accepting my situation as it is. 

It feels like the sooner I can completely accept having a caged dick all of the time and constantly, the easier and better it would be for me. That is a whole lot easier said than done, and for me it's not really something that I can just happen all at once. I can think I've pretty much accepted it, but then I'll think about how it was having a free and unlocked dick and I'll kind of want that for a while. Or I'll have one of my "get this cage off of my dick right now" moments, or I'll just think of the symbolism or the perception of other people when they know about or see someone live and in person with their dick caged, and I'll want to contain that from happening any more than it already has. But my reality eventually sets in again, and for a while I feel more able to accept living with my dick caged. 

I can ever get upset with myself for those relapses on accepting that my dick is now caged full time. I think it's because the part of my mind that deals in information doesn't see any point in any emotional response to something that can't be changed. It could also be my physical body wanting to attain a full erection, and wanting to feel an orgasm or climax.But a simple steel cage is always there to make sure none of that can happen.

So for now and for who knows how long, a description of me would be that I'm 5 feet, eleven inches tall, right handed, a Sagittarius, and have a dick that's locked in a cage.

Notes or updates will be added periodically, if something noteworthy occurs or for some milestone of time has passed by for my dick being caged.

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Stuck in Chastity cage update 2

This is the next update to the post: https://davidsteckelnakedandexposed.blogspot.com/2024/09/stuck-in-chastity-cage-update.html?zx=445eefa578169e76 

It's now into my third week of having the Chastity cage locked on my dick and balls, and it's hard to know where to begin. 

It should probably begin with saying that the key to the cage is still useless, and that it only makes sense to forget about even trying to see if it might magically work somehow. About five days before beginning this post I gave up on that entirely, and I no longer waste time on it. Also, other than a few tries with the key, there has been no effort made towards getting free of the cage. It's so obvious to me that the cage will only ever be removed in a professional setting, and only when it has to be removed. 

I wouldn't dare try some haphazard, amatuerish, or risky method for trying to get free of the cage. Possible injury is only part of why that's true. I am intensely afraid of ending up with my dick somehow being free, but of still having the cage hanging from just my balls. That happened to me once, a pretty long time ago and with a different cage. It was also made of metal and about as heavy as the one I'm living in now. Every move I made felt like being kicked in the balls, until I made my way to the key and got out of it. This time the key would not get me out of anything. I know that it's best and safest to just leave things as they are rather than risk making things much worse. If there is one thing I'm completely sure of, it's that my larger sized balls would never be able to slip free of the cage without me being neutered in the process. 

Well, I guess I have to say that I think I keep noticing little ways that I seem to be adapting to the cage. One way is that I would often just grip or hold my dick when alone or while falling asleep. I wrote it off as a comfort or security thing, since it did seem to work.

Since that's not possible anymore, I've noticed that my hand still instinctively reaches there, even if it can't get beyond the cage. I found out that having my hand and palm over and around the cage works just about the same way. I just grip the nubby shape of the cage until I relax or fall asleep. 

Lately I've also had some dreams that as far as I know are the first ones where my dick is caged on the dream. In the dreams I had so far, For some reason I can only look straight ahead and I keep feeling down for the cage and then find it there. One time when I reach down I feel that the cage is gone. In the dream I panic for some reason, and I guess it's enough to make the dream end and for me to wake up. Before the fog clears in my head, each time I wake up I reach down, feel the cage, and feel relieved to find it there. Once I'm fully awake I try making sense of it, but mostly I'm surprised that my dick is caged in dreams now. 

When there's no reason for me to be clothed and I'm doing anything naked like watching TV or reading something, I keep becoming aware that I'm using the thumb of either hand to rub the flat solid metal bar that runs along the top of the cage. I feel like I've been doing it for a while by the time I notice I'm doing it. But it's an amazingly reassuring feeling for reasons I don't understand.

There's no choice for me except to adapt to the cage being there, but every time I see it happening in one more way, it feels like I've lost ground that might be lost for good.Three weeks ago I wouldn't have expected or believed much at all about what adapting would involve. Adapting physically really turns out to be just a part of it, and the quicker part. The other parts kind of sneak in there and only get noticed once they're happening or after they already happened. There's no fighting it and no resisting it since it's never known when it will happen or what it will be when it happens. 

Frequent attempts at having erections are still happening. My dick can spend an amazing amount of time just continuously trying to get fully erect. It seems like even though my dick can't ever be close to fully erect, it refuses to stop trying. It can be like that for nearly an hour straight, but more often for a half an hour or so. But the gaps between attempts at getting hard aren't usually very long. My dick can get kind of a worn out feeling from it happening so much. It has to be that the cage is rubbing my dick enough sometimes, and it triggers another try at getting hard. But sometimes I'll think of something arousing, and that's all it takes to make it happen again. At that point all I can do is wait until it subsides on its own. Every single morning though, I wake up with what would otherwise be an intense erection, but instead it's totally crammed inside of the cage. 

My dick obviously doesn't think for itself, but it's hard not to think that my dick actually likes the cage. It's always trying to get hard in there, the cage keeps me from touching it and especially from using it for my pleasure or enjoyment in any real way, and it's like it's in it's own little protected area. It's like my dick has managed to have some amount of superiority over me, and it's making me, or allowing me to feel just what it wants me to feel. And the worst part is that I feel like I don't t have any defense against it. 

Knowing that there is no way for me to remove the cage myself or on my own is always a reminder to me to just accept things as they are. 

Having the cage on does make it better and easier to just stay naked at every possible moment. I don't have or own any type of underwear or anything else that's loose fitting, and most of my pants are a bit too tight for the cage to stay where it needs to be. Pants tend to force the cage, and my dick along with it, into positions that aren't comfortable for too long of a time. I have to tolerate it whenever I have to wear pants, but it's much better without anything on below my waist. 

I've even resorted to finding ways for the cage and my dick to avoid being inside of my pants as much as possible. I can only really do it when it going without pants at all would be very noticeable, like walking to or from the car when going anywhere, or when being very close to anyone else is unlikely.

Some photos might be best to show it.

Unless I'm carrying things I can usually cover a lot with the bottom of my shirt, but mostly nobody pays much attention or sees me close up enough to notice anything. It keeps my dick from being even more contorted in the cage until it's really necessary. Once it's necessary, it has to be slipped back inside of my pants. It's especially useful during longer drives and when being without pants would be too obvious. 

When I'm getting dressed to go out somewhere, it's just a matter of not tucking things away as the pants are pulled up. One the pants are buttoned up, everything is held pretty securely, and it's comfortable enough to forget about it. Especially since I do have clothes on and I feel dressed. If it's windy out, I might feel the wind on my dick and remember to try to pull my shirt down. On a recent calm day I walked out and I was sitting down in the car before I realized that I had walked all the way to the car without a thought about it. It never occurred to me to bother trying to use my shirt as cover. I think that if I had seen someone nearby I might have realized things sooner, but I can't know that for sure since it didn't happen. 

If I would end up having to talk to someone or to be face to face with them, having a longer shirt on at the time might be helpful. The odds of anyone seeing the cage, my dick or my balls seems pretty low though. I'm sure I won't forget to try to buy slightly looser pants next time.

One thing about constantly wearing the cage that has been helpful is that there's a lot less need for me to be careful not to climax or cum again. I know that most other guys have the absolute right to do that as much as they want to, but it's not that way for me anymore. The cage doesn't just remind me of that, but it makes it really hard to go against it. So far the most I've been able to do is to tease myself to where I get an erection that's blocked and crushed by the cage. I guess that's one way the cage is serving some purpose. It's like one more safeguard for ensuring that I don't experience another climax and to not be able to cum. It's also a safeguard that can't be removed or ignored by me, because the cage truly cannot be removed by me. 

Being unable to remove the cage takes away any choice on my part about whether to remove the cage for one reason or another, even if it would have been placed back on me afterward. When I'm going out to do anything, meet anyone, or even going to a large family gathering, I don't have the option of deciding whether or not to wear the cage. I have to wear it no matter what I'm doing, no matter where I will be going, and no matter who will be next to me or around me. I also have to wear it no matter how great the chances are for someone to notice an unusual detail about the bulge in my pants. I still have to wear it if the chances of someone I know literally seeing my dick in the cage are pretty high or even pretty definite. 

Obviously though, if the cage was to be removed or whenever it really might have to be removed, it will have to be cut off by someone skilled using a special tool, and it could never be used again. It will probably involve me sitting somewhere naked, with my legs spread open, while one or more people focus their attention between my legs for a period of time. I will most likely be awake and aware the whole time, and feeling embarrassed and humiliated. This is almost definitely coming someday, and even if it can't be avoided, I need to avoid it for as long as possible. 

If the cage was cut off before there was some real and necessary reason for it, I would have no way of explaining it and I couldn't provide any real and true reason for it. I'm not very good at lying or deceptions, and I know it. It feels too wrong to me and I can't do it. Maybe that's why some people say that I'm too honest. 

All of that combined means that my dick will be staying locked in the cage, It may not be permanent, but it's at least semi-permanent for sure. 

Further updates to come soon.

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One thing that I don't see mentioned anywhere online about being in a chastity cage is how unbelievably horny and aroused it can leave you. So far it's been happening to me often and a lot. It can't just be from not cumming for a long time, since I've done that before and this is much worse. It has to be the cage causing so much stimulation. 

It seems closer to being an endless cycle. The cage, or something I thought of, stimulates me, I start to get an erection but the cage holds it back and compresses it, my dick keeps trying to get hard until it feels like the cage and my dick become one solid thing. Then every tiny little movement makes the cage stimulate my dick even more, and my dick tries even harder to have an erection that it can never achieve. One thing keeps feeding the other,

I can't say that it doesn't feel good, but it's only good in a teasing way, and enjoying it only amplifies it all. I know that because I can never help from enjoying the feeling. But it can get really intense sometimes, and a few times I thought I was getting close to crying from having to keep feeling it and enduring it without being able to do anything about it. I didn't cry any of those times, but I did moan and whine in a frustrated and helpless sort of way. A half an hour or so might not sound like a long time, but it can feel long when every second of it is spent being overwhelmingly aroused and horny. Especially when the next time comes along so soon after. 

What I have seen online is how some guys say they can easily masturbate with a cage on. I don't know what sort of cage they wear, but I don't see how that can be achieved. I don't have near enough access to my dick to do more than tease it, which sets off the whole thing that was just described. I've already learned not to try playing around with my dick no matter how much I might want to, and when I'm unbearably horny and aroused inside the cage, to just sit back and take it as best as I can. 

Sometimes when I'm hopelessly horny anyway, and when my dick is already as hard as the cage will let it be, I do give in and thrust and press my dick into the cage as far as it can go for a second. Then I stop it for a second, and do it again over and over until I can't take the teasing any more. That is the best and the most that I seem able to do. 

One person online said that after a long time of wearing a cage, that spontaneous ejaculations start to happen inside of the cage. I don't know about that either and it might not even be true. But in a weird way I hope it might be true, since I wouldn't be directly responsible for it happening, and it seems like it would feel absolutely amazing. But I suppose there's no way of ever controlling anything like that, and having it happen in an unlucky location or at an unlucky time might end up with me having to be helped up off of the floor after it made my legs buckle and give out. Not to mention a cage and pants full of cum.

I guess time will tell though.

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Stuck in Chastity cage - update

 This is an update to the post https://davidsteckelnakedandexposed.blogspot.com/2024/09/stuck-in-chastity-cage-possibly.html

It's  been almost two weeks the chastity cage was put on, and more than ten days since I found out that the key no longer enters the keyhole to unlock the chastity cage.  

I'm still trying to believe the feeling of panic when I found this out. Then how the panic turned into an aroused state of panic, and then how just a touch or two in one place on my dick that I could reach or touch, caused me to cum right there with the cage on. At the time, I barely gave a thought to how I had just violated the ban on masturbating or cumming on my own. But now the penalty for that means the chastity cage has to stay on and there's no trying to get it removed until it has to be removed for some other important reason. 

That sums it up, so in any future updates there may not be a summary like that.

It seems strange to say it, but I think I am actually getting used to the cage. There was some rubbing on the back of the base of my balls at first, but I seem to be adjusting to the curved metal down there. Just on the last day or so, I have been able to forget for a while about the cage being there. It's usually not for long, but it's something i didn't expect to happen so soon. But shifting around too much makes my dick rub the inside of the cage and it ends up making my dick try to have an erection. Sometimes I'm not even sure if shifting caused it or if it just happened on it's own.

But either way I end up having to feel my erection being blocked by the cage, and I feel my dick being forced to keep pointing slightly downward. But the slightest movement by me causes some slight movement between my dick and the cage it's pressed against. It's hardly any movement at all, but in my state at the time, it's just enough to be a sort of tease. I try not to let it go beyond that, since it would only be enough to cause an eternal tease, and I'd rather not end up making small thrusting movements that only end up making the teasing unbearable. 

I try to think about something else, and it usually works after a while, but the same things happens again later at some point. So the cage seems to cause me to try to have more erections, but the cage also always blocks them from going too far. But blocking an erection does nothing to block the arousal that would go along with an erection. Unless something changes, I might just have to get used to that as far it appears. 

I'd prefer not to mention it, but it's kind of an important detail overall. That detail is how to keep everything clean when a cage is in the way. It took some trail and error, and it takes some pulling, shifting, tugging, and stretching things to clean everywhere down there properly. And I mean properly and every day, because I could never stand it to be any other way. I now have small brushes to help make it easier and better, and I think I've got it down to a science now. I have to admit how that was one of my biggest concerns about being caged long term. But that concern seems to have been overcome. 

Nights feel a little bit different now too. Since I've been sleeping naked with lights on, next to fairly large uncovered window, and without any coverings, and since most of that part of the neighborhood has been able to see me in bed naked for well over a year now, or ever since the poll about it closed, it doesn't seem like having a chastity cage on should make any difference. But it does. It does seem to very slowly getting easier, but When I first get into bed at night, I feel very aware that from that point until morning, anyone seeing me will see the cage on me unless I'm facing away from the window at the time. But even then I'm not sure if the ring around my balls would be visible, since I can't see myself from the point of view that anyone outside would have of me.

I know that the rule for sleeping naked and exposed can't be broken just because of the cage being on me, so I know I just have to let anyone who looks in, see whatever there is to see.

I think one reason it's slowly getting easier to do is because it seems like there has already been enough time for some number of people to have seen me and the cage. Once someone sees me, there's no point in thinking about it any more, since they've seen me and it can never be changed.

Another thing that might be making it easier is that there's no way for me to hide the cage any more than I could hide anything else, and what I can't hide gets seen just like the rest of me. It can't be removed and at night there's no way to cover it up. It makes the only option be to adapt to it.

Something about the cage being seen on me by a chunk of the neighborhood seems harder than being seen naked by the same chunk. I think it's because it can show them that I'm not in control of my own dick or something like that. Since they can only see but not know anything else about it, I think they'd probably come up with their own story or reasons about why my dick was kept locked up in a cage every night. But in the end I know that the ones who will see me with my dick caged are going to see me, and there's not much at all that can be done about it. 

Going out in public with the cage on felt like a huge deal at first. Especially because of the bulge between my legs that the cage causes. With my looser fitting pair of jeans, the bulge extends down my left leg as its default position. The other two pairs of jeans I have fit tighter, and cause the cage to point directly left. The bulge is probably even more noticeable then, because it makes a bigger tent. I've only glanced over at a few people to either see them looking between my legs, or quickly looking up at my face if they realize I saw them looking. I know they probably don't know that there's a cage under there, so some of them probably think I'm better endowed than I am. Most people don't seem to notice much though.

Being out and away from home all day means being around other people all day, since there's not much alone time then. Everything that was done before still has to be done, but now with  cage locked onto my dick and my balls. I'm just now starting to have longer periods of time where I forget about the cage, but when I'm out and in front of a lot of other people I can become pretty aware that the cage is just under the fabric of my jeans. I know that nobody knows it's there, but sometimes it can feel like they know it somehow.

I wonder if  the cage being there also means that I'm now wearing four articles of clothing when I go out. Before the cage went on, I would wear three articles of clothing. A shirt, pants, and shoes. The cage can't be removed like clothing can be, but it's still something being worn. It wouldn't be considered as clothing in most cases, so I guess that's a matter of personal opinion.

If or when anyone approaches me and requests for me to strip naked, I would only be able to remove my shirt, pants, and shoes. There would be no way for the cage to be removed, and anyone who ended up seeing me would see that my dick was locked in a cage. There would be humiliation with or without the cage on me, but being seen naked with a caged dick seems even more humiliating. Just as how humiliating it's going to be whenever the time comes where the cage absolutely has to be removed for some reason. Other people are going to see it up close, will be working on it, and a record will be made or kept somewhere about the procedure. 

I've looked online for some of what to expect from wearing a cage for a long time. Some say nothing happens or changes, while others say differently. They list all sorts of changes that can or will happen over time. It seems only natural to hope for not a lot of changes to happen, but I might be destined to find it out for myself. Especially after months start going by with my dick still being locked in the cage. 

A few more pics of my caged dick and balls taken just a little while ago. It's the closest thing to proof that can be shown as proof of the cage still being locked on.

I can't think of anything else that's worth relating here, but if I do think of something else, this post may be added to, or it will be related in a future update post.

I keep forgetting to put the Dropbox link in every post.

https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fo/2yzbofrn4k2pdju7ncot5/AG6XII_Tkzp8ZEDkckuZl44?rlkey=aytxi5n6bqvbjbaavux7k7unu&st=q0x8e30e&dl=0  

 

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1STJlEXDgXZ9DisYq0WAbwZ_Xsou6dz58RwQVG9oRL4U/edit?usp=sharing 

Stuck in chastity cage possibly permanently

 I've hesitated to reveal this fact because of how embarrassing it is to have to admit it, and also because of how comical or humorous it might be for everyone to know of it. But I know it has to be admitted since my lack of a right for privacy means it can't be kept secret, and I know that over time many others will find out about it anyway. So it seems best to just admit it and get it over with.

To begin with, I'm not supposed to or be permitted to masturbate until I cum or climax. The details about that aren't very relevant here, so those won't be described here.

But because of this, any time I felt like I was at risk of violating this by climaxing, I would put on a chastity cage or "cock cage" and place the keys out of easy reach until I either felt like the risk of climaxing had passed, or until the cage became too uncomfortable to tolerate wearing any longer. 

The first cage I wore allowed my dick to slip out of it, especially when soaped up in the shower, and with some pain and discomfort, my balls would be able to slip out through a gap in the main ring.

I knew this wasn't acceptable, so a second cage was obtained. This second cage had a ring that was too small. Closing the ring and locking the cage was extremely difficult, and once in place my balls became numb and became a deep red color. Obviously this was to workable, so a slightly larger ring that fit the cage was obtained.

This new ring along with the cage prevented any release or escape other than being unlocked with the key. My dick could not be removed no matter how soapy it got, and my balls could not possible slip through any gap. All that was necessary to keep my dick locked in the cage was for the key to be out of easy or quick reach. 

A while ago I felt the need for the cage, since I was experiencing an arousing period of time. I will often play with my dick but stop short of cumming, but during one of these times I accidentally went too far and I climaxed and came. I knew I not only had to do something to keep that from happening again, but also do something that could serve as a penalty for me for being so negligent that I came. I knew the cock cage would work for both of those things, since it prevents erections and easy access to my dick, and it's also a bit heavy and uncomfortable since it's made out of titanium and steel.

I figured a couple days of wearing the cage would was justified. I knew that after a couple days I would not be able to tolerate wearing the cage any longer, and then it would be removed.

So I endured the cage for a couple days while doing all of the usual things I do, and then decided it was time to remove the cage. I retrieved the keys from where they had been placed, tried to insert the key in the lock, and found that the key would not go into the lock more than a fraction of the way it needed to go. 

I assumed that some lint or something got into the key hole, and tried using pins and other things to try to clear out the obstruction in the tiny sized key hole. But nothing I did made any difference. It seems like whatever is in the key hole has been wedged fully and deeply into the key hole either from when I tried the key or by me trying to get it out.

So for day after day now my dick has been imprisoned and trapped in the cock cage, and even though I keep trying, the key will definitely not go into the key hole even close to far enough to unlock the cage. After nearly bending and breaking one of the two keys off in the lock, I'm having to resign myself to the fact that the cage can never be unlocked again, which is not easily done. 

Cutting off the cage is probably the only way it will ever be able to be removed, but the areas that would require cutting are tightly pressed against my dick and the risk is just too great for it to be attempted by me. Even a professional at metal working would likely have trouble cutting it without any issues for my dick. I also can't just go into a metal working shop and expect a request like that to be honored or accepted. 

So as things stand at this time, I am permanently stuck with my dick locked in a cock cage without any real hope or any chance for it to be removed. The thought of months and years being spent this way is hard to accept, but it doesn't seem like there's any other choice at least for a long, long time. 

At times I feel desperate for the cage to be removed, but all I can do is look down at it and know that it has to stay there no matter what. 

Worst of all is that I have to accept that it's all my own fault, and that I basically asked for this by placing the cage on in the first place. Being upset with myself and with my choices doesn't help much, but at times I can't help from thinking that it's just me getting what I deserve in this case. 

Not just me deserving to have my dick imprisoned in a heave metal cage permanently, but deserving the definite embarrassment and humiliation that is sure to result from it. 

Now, every metal detector I ever go through will react to the cage and will cause me to end up having to step aside and show the cage to some security person, possibly while still in public view.

Now every visit to a medical facility will end up revealing the cage to everyone present, and even professionals are sure to find it humorous or comical. I will have to endure facing all of those people after they've seen how my dick is trapped in a cock cage that cannot be removed. 

Just the bulge alone in my pants is quite noticeable, since there's no way to conceal such a bulge. I don't own or wear any underwear, so it's more likely that the cage will be noticed or seen at different times. Wearing swimming trunks will always be a dead giveaway. 

Using a public restroom or in any restroom where others are present is sure to cause others to notice or see the cage unless only an enclosed cubical can be used by me. 

And although it hasn't happened yet, it can't be forgotten that I have to remove all of my clothing and strip naked any time anyone approaches me at any time or place and requests or demands for me to strip naked. If that happens now, they and everyone else within sight of me will see that my dick is in a cock cage. There will be nothing I can do to prevent others from knowing about and seeing my dick locked in a cage. That would be some serious humiliation to endure, but it would be all I could do. Even a demand to remove the cage would be impossible to honor. 

Lesser issues also exist, such as I now have to sit down to pee, since aim and control is too inaccurate unless standing in front of a wide urinal. But using a urinal means potentially and most likely displaying the cock cage to others on either side of me. 

Those are just some of the issues that I'm aware of so far. Other issues could arise that have not even come to mind within the time since the cage became permanent. 

I do wonder though, why the key hole on the cage so suddenly became blocked or damaged, since everything has always worked fine before. It's not easy to avoid thinking that it happened because it was what I deserved, even if I don't know exactly why.

Maybe I deserve to go all day, every day, and every night feeling the cage and its weight, not being able to have an erection that doesn't press hard against the metal cage that restrains it and prevents it from becoming a full erection. I can only look at how my dick tries to enlarge, and tries to expand through the openings on the cage, but is held back by the solid metal and kept trapped in such a small place. Truing to touch my dick only ends up in me touching solid metal that I can squeeze as hard as I can, but still does nothing. I have to keep seeing my dick stuck in a cage that I know can never be removed no matter how desperate or frantic I get about it, no matter how much I want it removed, and no matter how much humiliation or embarrassment it causes for me. 

I don't know, but maybe I deserve each and every bit of all of that. I only know that I can't say or prove that I don't deserve it, so maybe that means that I do deserve it. 

But whether I deserve it or not, it's real, it's happening right now, and it's permanent, and I know it. It means I have to make adjustments such as making keep things clean and hygienic, which is inconvenient but necessary. 

I have to adjust to knowing that my dick is on my body but is not actually fully mine any longer. In a way my dick belongs to the cage more than it belongs to me, and even though the cage is inanimate and without feelings, it seems more than satisfied with being able to imprison my dick for all time. In this case it's clear that I have lost and the cage has won supremely. 

I did accidentally find one thing that could be considered to be a benefit though. One opening in the cage is just big enough for my pinky finger to squeeze into it. I can use it to just slightly rub a small part of my dick near the head. Being so aroused, horny, and desperate, it feels so good to rub just that one small spot. On one recent night as I was doing this, my dick swelled so much that it was pressing against the cage so hard that even the cage was making my dick feel good. I began to thrust my hips involuntarily as if I was trying to shove my dick even further into a cage that had no room for it. I just know at that time I wanted my dick in the cage as far as it could possibly go, and I wanted it to stay there. 

But then I suddenly crossed "the point of no return". I was about to climax and cum and there was no longer anything I could do to stop it. I never thought it was possible to cum with my dick so restrained in such a small area, but it happened. 

 I swear that I have never, ever felt a climax that intense or pleasurable, or one that lasted so long. I'm almost always quiet as I cum, so as not to announce my climax to anyone within hearing range, but this time I unwillingly moaned and hollered loudly multiple times. Anyone hearing it would have had no doubt about what was happening right then. Afterwards I could not believe that I had made so much noise and I was bit embarrassed about it, even though I don't think anyone heard me.

I knew I wasn't supposed to cum, but somehow it felt okay since my dick was actually permanently locked in a solid metal chastity cage. I don't know if that's a valid excuse, but it was at lease something.

Of course I wanted to see if that whole event could be duplicated again, so I did try again. It turns out that just rubbing my dick is not enough to make it all happen. I also have to think hard about how I can never escape the cage and how so many other people are going to know it's there and see that it's there as time goes on. It turns out that when I'm very horny and aroused, I get more aroused by knowing that the cage definitely cannot be removed and that it's going to end up humiliating me for sure at certain times. In that short time I am actually thrilled that the cage cannot ever be removed and that I will have to be seen that way. 

Of course afterwards reality sets in again, and I go back to wanting the cage removed until my next horny time. 

So all in all, since the keys no longer work to unlock it, and cutting metal that's against my dick is too risky even if I ever managed to find someone willing to try it, I'm working hard to learn to accept my new reality and my fate that comes along with that reality. I have to learn that the cage really is permanent, and that it will be with me every second of every day and night, and with me with every single thing I do and every place I go. I hope I can get to where I can forget it's there for longer periods of time.

I can only presume that a part of me actually wants my dick to remain locked and imprisoned in a small metal cage permanently, and that I want it to end up humiliating me over and over again. I wish that wasn't true and I don't like that it' true, but is is and there's nothing that can be done about it. 

Of course that's only true for short periods of time. Most of the time I do very much want the cage to be able to be removed, but the fact that I know it cannot be removed only leads to making me aroused and horny again. If the cage had never became irremovable, I would never have realized how aroused it makes me. 

So I could spend time and effort fiddling with a lock that I know will never open, or I can spend time and effort trying to find someone or some way to safely cut solid metal that is pressed against my dick at all times, or I can learn to accept what I more than likely do deserve and what I'm now getting. 

I will try to learn to accept that my dick will always and at all times remain locked in the small metal cage, ans it will never again be able to be removed from that cage. It's very daunting and intimidating to accept such a thing, but in the end I have to face the reality of there just being no way to ever remove the cage. I have to learn to accept and deal with the lesser aspects of it all, and to try to enjoy the few positive aspects of it all. 

Below are a few quick photos showing  the cage, my dick, and my new but permanent reality.

I realize that many might find this to be humorous or comical, and if it was anyone but me in this situation, I would probably agree with that. But even though it's me and I'm the one who will be enduring it and all that comes with it, I still do find it to be kind of funny. I realize that others do have a right to laugh at me or mock me, and I expect and deserve every bit of it. I caused this and now I just have to live with it. 

EDIT 1: I completely forgot that every post has to include a link to the Dropbox: David Steckel naked. It has just been pointed out to me that there was no link, so here is the link:

https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fo/2yzbofrn4k2pdju7ncot5/AG6XII_Tkzp8ZEDkckuZl44?rlkey=aytxi5n6bqvbjbaavux7k7unu&st=q0x8e30e&dl=0 

 

EDIT 2: In decisions and discussions that have taken place on this topic on my other blog

https://blog08633.wordpress.com/2024/09/02/428/  

it seems that I have violated a ban for me to masturbate or cum at all, Once I knew that cage was not going to come off, I panicked and at the same time I became highly aroused. I came unexpectedly and by doing it I violated ban that's recorded on a document that I signed and agreed to. 

 It appears that my penalty is to be required to continue to have my penis locked in the cock indefinitely. That is until there is a legitimate but separate reason for the cage to be removed, however long that might be. As part of this penalty I agreed not to do anything towards trying to have the cage removed like seeking ways to have it removed or seeking any assistance in getting it removed. The key is available but useless since it will no longer enter the keyhole in the lock. 

I accepted this penalty because there is no doubt that I did violate a signed and sworn statement, which also includes accepting a penalty for any violations. I'm sure no other penalty would be any more pleasant than I one I have received, and selecting the penalty wasn't up to me. 

So from now until the day the cage must be removed for another reason, I will be serving the penalty. 

NOTE: An update for this post can be found at: https://davidsteckelnakedandexposed.blogspot.com/2024/09/stuck-in-chastity-cage-update.html?zx=6ba9b12d19fc83dd

 

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1STJlEXDgXZ9DisYq0WAbwZ_Xsou6dz58RwQVG9oRL4U/edit?usp=sharing 

"PUBLIC DOMAIN" image on Wikimedia

I rarely, if ever know why one specific photo or video of me naked seems to get extra attention at some point in time, but it has worked out that way for a long time. Suddenly multiple people will comment about or ask questions about one photo or video within a short period of time.

The most possible and likely reason for it is probably because someone either recently posted the photo or video somewhere, or someone shared a link for where to view it on a page or site that gets many views.

For one image in particular, this has occurred several times now. The image seems to get lots of attention for a short period of time, then the attention seems to subside before later receiving much more attention again.

The image is posted and available on Wikimedia at:

https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:David_Steckel.jpg

This is the actual image:

The image was posted online on a photo website where the default settings for an uploaded photo set the usage rights to public domain. Since all photos and videos of me naked are actually and literally public domain, not only was there no need to change the setting, but changing the setting to anything more restrictive would present images and videos of me naked with false or fraudulent usage rights.

Within a short time after being available, the photo shown was uploaded to Wikimedia through something called an "upload bot" I actually only discovered this once people began contacting me asking about the photo and how I got it uploaded there. I could only tell them that I had nothing to do with the photo being on Wikimedia.

The photo seems to have met certain standards for clarity and number of pixels, as well as being a photo that filled a niche in a desired category for Wikimedia.

Although there's no way to know who views, downloads, or uses the photo, there's an additional page for the image called "pageviews analysis" that counts the daily views. That page, along with any comments directly to me are the only way to know how much attention the photo might be receiving at any given time.

https://pageviews.wmcloud.org/?project=commons.wikimedia.org&platform=all-access&agent=user&redirects=0&range=latest-20&pages=File:David_Steckel.jpg

The photo is also one of the top results when web searching "David Steckel naked" or "David Steckel nude", especially using Google or Bing. It's also probably the only photo of me naked that is not on an adult website, but is on fully public web page without any restrictions or limits on who can view or download the photo.

Ironically enough, there's no legal grounds for me to dispute the use of the image on Wikimedia. In essence, Wikimedia is legally entitled to display and to offer a public domain image unless it can be proven beyond a doubt that the image is not and was never made available anywhere, at any time under a public domain usage license. Since that proof doesn't exist, and proof of the opposite does exist, there is literally nothing I can do about the photo being publicly offered for viewing and use by anyone, for any reason or purpose. (Not that it would be proper for me to even try to influence how a public domain image is used. It's also useless at this point to even consider influencing the use of the photo, since aside from no recourse being available for it, the photo has already spread and been used too widely.)

It's known that the photo has already been used and published in two German language religious type of books.

One is entitled "Scham und Ehre" (Shame and Honor).

(Scrolling down slightly may be necessary to find the photo)

https://books.google.com/books?id=Nao2DAAAQBAJ&pg=PT216&lpg=PT216&dq=david+steckel+naked&source=bl&ots=julLneDBdO&sig=ACfU3U1otxCptTTuJXH5LjFCjFIYB_jHeA&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwikqY_j8c6HAxU7RTABHczuN3A4FBDoAXoECB4QAw#v=onepage&q=david%20steckel%20naked&f=false

The other book is entitled "Selfie - I Like it".

(Slightly scrolling downward again might be necessary here)

https://books.google.com/books?id=NfR3DwAAQBAJ&pg=PA67&lpg=PA67&dq=david+steckel+naked&source=bl&ots=cfgjutl-GS&sig=ACfU3U0R7_kIqzgcjKy_LFIjlGCmwJos8w&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwikqY_j8c6HAxU7RTABHczuN3A4FBDoAXoECB8QAw#v=onepage&q=david%20steckel%20naked&f=false

The links above are for the e-book version, but both are also published in printed form. I do have a copy of both books in spite of not knowing the German language, but it's not necessary to know how to read German to see that I'm naked in the books. I have no idea how many copies of the books have been sold, but anyone who possesses a copy also possess a photo of me naked and named, due to the title of the photo.

Since the books are both available in print form, even if the internet disappeared, the photo of me naked in the printed books would still exist.

Since the two books have been available for some time now, it may not explain why the photo periodically gets more attention for a while.

The photo may not be the most extreme for revealing me naked, but in it my penis is clearly visible and my balls are at least partly visible for anyone to see. It's also on a fairly reputable website that's purpose is to make available and offer photos for others to see and use.

So to repeat, I did not upload the photo to Wikimedia, and did nothing to encourage it. I did not even know that Wikimedia had a "bot" that sought out specific sorts and types of images until the bot found an image of me naked and uploaded it there. Because it's a public domain image, the whole thing is out of my hands. Wikimedia had just made use of and amplified the fact that my naked body is truly public domain.

It seems likely that of all photos and videos of me naked that are available, this one image is one that will remain available into the distant future.

Obligation for stripping naked upon request or demand

 

An obligation that has been in effect for a while now has recently been reestablished through the release of more binding public notification document. The document briefly informs readers/viewers of this obligation that applies to me permanently and without end.

Although the document is to be viewed as publicly as possible, and it's everyone's right to be aware of and know about my obligation whether or not they desire to or are able to put it to use, there is some reluctance by me for it to become very widely known about, at least all at once. I know that the more widely my obligation is known about, the greater the odds are for me to strip naked upon request or demand, and possibly for it to occur multiple times. But I know that I cannot limit or prevent others from knowing what they have a right to know, or to infringe on anyone's right to request or demand that I strip naked.

A major aspect of the newer document is that it contains my real actual signature, which was included through a singing process available on Dropbox.
A final step of before inserting a signature states this:

By selecting "insert", I agree to be legally bound by this document and that the signature above is a legal representation of my signature.

Through this process, the obligation for me to strip naked upon request or demand became, in a manner, legally binding to the extent described in the text of the document, which states:

When he is met or encountered in person by anyone, David Steckel can be requested to remove ALL of his clothing in the nearest potential location and at the soonest time, for the purpose of seeing him naked, for taking photos or videos of him naked, for reasons of entertainment or amusement, or simply just to enable his humiliation.
He may not refuse to strip naked, and must remain naked until the purpose of his stripping naked is fulfilled.

In essence, it does limit this obligation to in person interactions that occur by chance or if I'm sought out in person. (more about this later).
It at least prevents me from being summoned or requested to appear in some specific place at some specific time.
But at any in person meeting the does occur, there is nothing preventing me from being obligated to undress completely, and then being obligated to remain naked until the reasons, intentions, and purposes for me being completely naked are met and fulfilled.
It does seem to leave it open or vague about some things. For one thing, it's unclear as to whether this means that all of my previously worn clothing can be, or is to be held or confiscated temporarily, as a way to ensure that I do remain naked for as long as it's desired that I remain naked.
In fact, it does not state or imply anything at all about whether or not my discarded clothing can be taken away or simply kept, or anything about me having any ability to become clothed again.
Since in most situations, this would be humiliating beyond imagination for me, I sought opinions on this from multiple possible sources.
Unfortunately, the most common and overall opinions is that my obligation is to strip naked when requested, and that potential results beyond that point does not change the obligation.
Furthermore, even if I'm told or informed beforehand that my clothes will be taken once i remove them, and that I will be left or stranded naked, I'm still obligated to strip naked.
So even if I know for sure that it's going to happen, I'm obligated to just let it happen.
I just have to strip naked and hope that I'm able to deal with whatever humiliation that will result afterwards.
Two opinion givers even mentioned in slightly different ways, that I should just expect to have to stay naked, because anyone requesting that I strip naked has every right to keep all of the clothing I removed. Only one opinion giver went further and said that I have to hand them each article of clothing as I remove it and say "This is yours now", and after giving the last article of clothing to them, say "Please keep them or donate them to a charity.
I doubt they were being entirely serious, but in any case there's nothing in the obligation that says that I have to speak or say specific things.
At some point during my stripping or while being naked, I might have a desire to ask if or when I can cover my naked body, but I'm afraid that I might not like knowing the answer to that question. And that's only if I don't already know that answer is one that causes me to remain naked until I can get to or find other clothing eventually.

Exactly where I'm obligated to strip naked is a little bit vague also. "The nearest potential location" doesn't explain very much. Opinions on that highly favor it to mean "Anywhere out of direct public view". That still doesn't work in my favor much, but it's still better than some other possibilities.
"At the soonest time" probably doesn't need much clarification, with the only possible exception being there being a personal emergency for me at that moment. But opinions on this tend to lean towards that in that situation, I would be obligated to offer and commit to a specific time, and
accept a location of choice from whoever made the request or demand. At that time and place I would then be obligated to strip naked in front of them.
It should also be disclosed that one opinion giver felt that once naked, that I should step away from the discarded clothing as a sign of breaking any connection I had with them.
It should also be disclosed though, that fewer opinions were sought and given back on whether there needs to be a move to step away from my clothes, since the issue only arose after most other opinions were received on the rest of the matter.

Before displaying the actual "document" something else that will obviously be the first thing noticed, is that the document displays two photos of me showering, with each photo being a split of both a frontal and rear view of me naked, from about mid-thigh and upwards.

There's no doubt that my face is visible so that others can have the ability to recognize me if or when they see me in person, and know that I'm the one who is obligated to strip naked if they request me to or demand for me to strip naked.
There's really no doubt that I'm shown naked on the "document" so that I'm seen naked, right along with my name, my signature, and my obligation. Clearly, anyone who sees the "document" will see me naked, know my full name (or recognize me if they already know me), see my legally binding signature, and know of my obligation.

                                                         PUBLIC NOTICE

 

The "(more about this later)" inserted previously...
Because my obligation only applies to in person encounters, opinions are unanimous about there having to be at least some way for others to more easily know or find where I might be located at any given time. Since there are obviously no grounds for me to contest this or to dispute it, anyone who can use Google Locations and provides a phone number or a Google email address to input into "Location Sharing" will be added to my location sharing list. It's a one-way thing where only my location is visible to others, and their own location is not visible to me or able to be known by me unless they specifically go through the process of sharing their own location.

My location is also available through an app called Family360. My circle there can be joined, although I think there is a monthly fee of two or three dollars to remain in the circle after any free period ends. The link to it does not work or a PC, and it apparently only works on mobile phones. (I can access the circle on my phone, but not on a computer.)
The link to my circle is: [https://family360l.page.link/5WE5]
The code necessary to join or access the circle is: MMCN5D
The circle is named "David Steckel's circle.
(If anyone has an issue while trying to join the circle, please mention it to me so I can see if there's any way to correct the issue.)

Since when I'm out in public or anywhere with others around me, I never really know if or when someone might just approach me and request or tell me to strip naked. I don't expect it to be likely enough to happen that would have me feeling constantly nervous about it a bit, but I always know that at any moment I could end up heading towards a spot where I had to strip completely naked, and maybe even have to stay that way... and that a binding and signed document doesn't enable me to avoid it or "not feel like it".

I know every request or demand to strip naked will mean that at least one person will see me naked right when I strip. I won't really know if photos or videos will be taken of me while I'm naked, but if they are I know it's part of the obligation and that those photos or videos belong to whoever takes them.
I won't know how many other people would see me while I was naked, or how many other people the one who made the request or demand intends for me to be seen by. As much as I might wish there was some limit on how many other people I could be shown naked to, there's nothing at all in the obligation about any limits on how many other people I can be exposed naked in front of.
Since my clothes could also be taken away or kept, there's no limit for how long I'm obligated to be naked either. At those times how long I stayed naked would probably depend on how quickly I could make my way to where I could obtain other clothing, and things like do I constantly try to hide my exposure as I went along? Or do I (can I) just accept my public exposure and humiliation and make my way out in the open as fast as I can go?

Will I be nervous as I strip naked for a request or a demand? Most definitely... But at that point I'm obligated to strip naked no matter how I might feel about it at the time.
After stripping naked I can hope for leniency or mercy, but I know I have no right to expect or to receive any.

Finally, every posting made does have to offer the link to the Dropbox folder where almost every photo and video of me naked can be viewed and also downloaded for any purpose.
The photos and videos are permanently and irrevocably dedicated to the public domain, and legally belong to everyone equally, which means they can be downloaded and used as desired without any permission being necessary. It also means that I have no right to limit who sees the photos and videos or to limit how they might be used, and that I would be violating someones free usage rights even by asking or saying anything that infringes on those free usage rights.

The Dropbox can be accessed and viewed at:

[https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fo/2yzbofrn4k2pdju7ncot5/AG6XII_Tkzp8ZEDkckuZl44?rlkey=aytxi5n6bqvbjbaavux7k7unu&st=q0x8e30e&dl=0]

Exposed naked and by name is a permanent part of life for David Steckel

 

Photo details: David Steckel exposed naked through uncovered window. Neighbors and those passing by have the ability to view and observe him in bed at any time of night or morning. Due to permanent obligations, David Steckel MUST sleep completely naked, without coverings of any sort, with lights remaining on at all times, and with the nearby window uncovered at all times. If he wishes to sleep, then he MUST be exposed the entire time without exceptions.

Note: All photos shown were taken by others through remote access of a webcam that was previously available. I had no knowledge of the photos being taken or of being observed naked in bed, just as I have never have knowledge of it if or when neighbors or others might be observing me through the window as I sleep. 

 As the photos show, sleeping for me also means being exposed naked to the view anyone in the nearby neighborhood. This has been true for well over a year at the current time. It’s largely unknown to me as to how many nearby others may have observed me through the window, although several nearby others do seem to pay specific attention to the window even during the day and smirk whenever they see me outside during the day.

I do admit that I would often prefer to spend nights with some amount of assured privacy, without the possibility of random observers viewing me naked as I sleep, but an obligation has removed that right for me. There are a few others who have stated that they do periodically come to check to be sure I am following through with this obligation. It’s never known if or when they do this, but they do seem to know details at times that would be nearly impossible to know unless they had looked through the window at night very recently.

Since I know it would be discovered and known if I fail to abide by this obligation, I simply have to accept remaining exposed naked each night and every night. Since it’s quite likely that most nearby others have already observed me naked at night by this time, there is probably nothing left for me to try to conceal from them anyway. During sleep I know I still tend to hump the bed, since I sometimes wake up in the process of doing this, and I do get erections at random times during sleep, and I sometimes wake up to find myself with one. None of these things are private for me anymore, but are essentially public to some unknown degree just as my naked body is.

So each night I have to ensure that the window next to my bed is uncovered, make sure the light level in the bedroom is sufficiently bright to ensure my visibility through the window, strip completely naked if I’m now already naked, and climb into bed which places me on display for all potential and probable observers to see. The brightness of the interior of the bedroom makes it almost impossible to tell if or when anyone is observing me from outside, but once I am asleep it doesn’t matter anyway. I could be seen once or a dozen times during the night and there’s no way for me to be aware of it or to make any effort to do anything about it.

Aside from nightly exposure naked, there is still and always will be the fact that photos and videos of me naked are available for viewing in many places on the internet, very often with me being identified by my full name and sometimes with other details about me.

Additionally, photos and videos of me have been irrevocably dedicated to the public domain. This gives everyone everywhere full and free usage rights to them, and by law it prevents me from having any influence or say-so about what anyone does with them or how they are used or displayed.

A Dropbox is filled to capacity with photos and videos of me naked that are legally public property, which everyone has the right to access, view, and download from if they wish to possess or use anything that it contains.

 https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fo/2yzbofrn4k2pdju7ncot5/h?rlkey=45zgt41wvnlrmoeoc7ft0a8sq&dl=0

So all of this means that anyone and everyone can and will always be able to see me naked, see me during personal moments or performing acts that would be private for others even if it leads to or causes humiliation for me. They can and will even see me identified by name in most cases, leaving no question that it’s me who they are seeing exposed naked.
Of course it also means that friends, relatives, past classmates and coworkers, and anyone even remotely acquainted with me will very likely see me exposed naked somewhere or at some time. Several of them are known to have already seen me for sure, while many more of them are extremely likely to have seen me and are choosing not to reveal it to me.
Since once someone sees me naked, it can never be undone and I cannot be unseen. My exposure naked is already permanent to a very large number of others both locally and worldwide. My ongoing exposure naked is equally as permanent, mostly due to photos and videos of me naked being widespread on the internet, and the fact that they actually belong to everyone. I cannot lawfully ask for others not to use or display photos or videos of me naked, and if or when they do further my exposure in any way, it’s not lawful for me to ask or even suggest that they limit or remove anything that depicts me naked.

https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fo/2yzbofrn4k2pdju7ncot5/h?rlkey=45zgt41wvnlrmoeoc7ft0a8sq&dl=0

So all of this means that anyone and everyone can and will always be able to see me naked, see me during personal moments or performing acts that would be private for others even if it leads to or causes humiliation for me. They can and will even see me identified by name in most cases, leaving no question that it’s me who they are seeing exposed naked.
Of course it also means that friends, relatives, past classmates and coworkers, and anyone even remotely acquainted with me will very likely see me exposed naked somewhere or at some time. Several of them are known to have already seen me for sure, while many more of them are extremely likely to have seen me and are choosing not to reveal it to me.
Since once someone sees me naked, it can never be undone and I cannot be unseen. My exposure naked is already permanent to a very large number of others both locally and worldwide. My ongoing exposure naked is equally as permanent, mostly due to photos and videos of me naked being widespread on the internet, and the fact that they actually belong to everyone. I cannot lawfully ask for others not to use or display photos or videos of me naked, and if or when they do further my exposure in any way, it’s not lawful for me to ask or even suggest that they limit or remove anything that depicts me naked.

Being exposed (and seen) naked while being identified by name really is a permanent part of life for me.