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.

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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 

"Signature Photos" in all sent emails

 It has been more than a year now that three specific photos of me were obligated to be included in every email sent or replied to from the email address DaveS113065@gmail.com

 The photos are part of a "signature" that is automatically added to each email message that is sent or that is replied to. All three photos of course show me completely naked.

When composing an email, the "signature", including the photos remains hidden, and it is easy to forget that they are included automatically and that they will be sent along with any composed message. (Except, for some reason, when the recipient has a Yahoo email address. Yahoo rejects emails that include photos as part of a signature.)

The obligation for the signature photos extends to each and every email sent from DaveS113065@gmail.com and there are to be no exceptions for any reason. 

Some who are aware of this or know this fact will periodically test it by sending an email where a reply of some kind in necessary or expected. Sometimes it's from a recognized email address and sometimes it's one that's totally unfamiliar to me. But I assume that the point is to make sure that the three signature photos are always included. Because of this fact, I know that removing the signature so that it's not automatically added is not an option. Very often I never know if an email I receive from an unfamiliar address is a test of some sort, or if it's just someone new contacting me.

More than once, with the last time being very recent, I composed an reply to an email and sent it while completely forgetting about the signature photos being included. In the most recent case, I only realized the photos had been sent to the recipient when they replied back again and I was able to see that the three photos had been part of my first reply to them. 

I'm often too focused on how I will reply to whatever the message said, and on composing the reply, and because I don't see the signature photos, I just don't think about them when I'm done composing the reply and then send it.

There is usually a moment of being stunned for me as I realize that the photos of me naked have been sent to someone who may never have seen me naked or even thought about or expected to see me naked. But once the photos are received there's no way they can fail to see me naked. They also then have their own personal copies of the three photos to do with as they please.

So far no one too close to me has received the three photos, but more than a few others have received them, as well as one business that I was sending a reply to on gmail. 

Since the photos were just recently sent to someone who really was just contacting me and not testing anything, and since they were sent without me realizing it until afterward, I'm sure I will be very aware for a while that the signature photos will be included in anything being sent. But as time passes I will most likely end up forgetting again.

I suppose it doesn't matter one way or another though, since the photos do have to be sent whether I'm aware of it at the time or not. Fortunately for me, not too many emails I receive call for a reply, and those closest to me tend not to send emails when they can call me or speak to me in person instead. I realize that could change at any time though. 

Anyone who might care to try it for themselves is welcome to send an email to me at daves113065@gmail.com

Replies cannot be sent to Yahoo email addresses, since Yahoo kicks back any email that has images in an email signature.

Current status of blue jeans with holes

The hole on the front of the blue jeans no longer just grows a little larger after going through the washing machine and the dryer. Each time the hole now grows significantly larger.

I'm finding myself in a tough spot now, since I did commit to wearing them until someone actually says something negative or derogatory to me about the hole or what they see through the hole, but it's now extremely difficult to keep the hole covered in public with even the longer t-shirts that I have.

Some photos of the current size of the hole in front:

I did try shifting my dick to the opposite side of where the hole is, but my dick always shifts back to the side with the hole within a short time, especially when walking. 

Before now it was possible for my soft dick to hang down low enough for my whole dick not to be exposed, but the hole had now extended down far enough that it's almost fully exposed unless my shirt can be kept pulled down over the hole. 

If someone stood close enough to me and looked down into the hole, they would even see part of my balls along with my dick. 

My soft dick now also now flops out of the hole very easily and often, and only the bottom of my t-shirt prevents it from being exposed. Any erection I get now sticks up and out through the hole and causes an obvious raised area under my t-shirt. Even when my erection s covered by the shirt, the bulge under my shirt cannot be hidden. Anyone who would see it would basically know that I had an erection right then. 

It's now pretty humiliating to wear the jeans anywhere in public since even if my dick isn't directly exposed and can stay covered by my t-shirt,  the effort it takes to keep it covered and any visible bulges still reveal a lot.

If there hadn't been a commitment for continuing to wear them, the jeans would rarely if ever be worn in public. I'm thinking about limiting the times they are worn or wearing them less often than they have been worn up until now, but I'm not sure how much that would effect the commitment to wearing them.

 

Anonymously submit a chosen penalty for my requirement violation

 A sort of survey has been created to enable anonymously listing a penalty for my violation of a requirement. The requirement violated was my failure to include mandatory photos in a recent email, which are required to be included in each and every email sent by me or replied to by me. 

It has become clear to me that some deem it necessary that a penalty must be implemented for me for this or any violation of any of my requirements. A chosen penalty can be listed here:

https://poll-maker.com/Q5Z21IJM3

In order for me to be unable to hide or conceal anything anonymously submitted, the current results are available here:

http://www.poll-maker.com/S-Quiz-Results?qp=2866738x83dD9b03-125 

A penalty deemed fitting for my violation can be listed along with some detail about it, and one must ultimately come from those listed that are possible to be implemented. 

One recent comment received on the "Secret Message" page lists a potential penalty, although it leaves the details open.

Depending on the number of results and any similarities between them, they may end up in a short duration poll for one to be chosen over the others through voting.

Even though there being a penalty does make me a little bit anxious and maybe a bit nervous, I realize that it can't always just be dismissed when I fail to follow a requirement. I realize that just because I'm obeying other requirements it doesn't excuse not obeying all of them. 

Obviously any penalty received shouldn't require any violation of other requirements, such as the requirement that I spend every night exposed naked to others through a window, or the current requirement that I cannot intentionally cum or ejaculate. 

Since any violation of any requirement by me is essentially disrespecting and failing to obey decisions made by others, it can only be others who decide upon any penalty I receive. 

Once again, the photos I failed to include in an email, and ones that are required to be in each and every email sent by me or replied to by me are:

Any choices of a penalty submitted will be listed here:

1)  Get yourself as close to the edge as possible without cumming before leaving home. Wear the jeans with the hole. Go someplace public (mall, department store, etc.). Keep yourself as on edge while driving without cumming. Once you get to the public place go to the bathroom or dressing room. Leave the door unlocked (accidentally). Edge yourself a total of 5 times with 5 minutes in-between getting as close to cumming as possible without cumming. You are to then walk around the store for 20 minutes keeping yourself as close to on edge as possible without cumming in any way possible (feeling yourself through your packets, thrusting your hips, whatever). Pictures should be taken during this to show your humiliation and frustration at not being able to cum. The pictures and a detailed account of what happened should be posted.

2) Since your violation had to do with not being properly exposed naked, your penalty should be to be exposed the same way as in one of the pictures you failed to send. You have to be exposed naked all night anyway so your neighbors all see you. After it's dark outside and at least an hour before your usual time for going to bed, make sure your blind is up, that your room is lit up like it has to be all night, and get on your bed completely naked. Have your bare ass aimed towards the window as close to the window as possible while staying on the bed. Raise you ass up and lower your shoulders and head down onto the bed, and then stay like that for one full hour without moving for an reason, every night for two full weeks (14 nights) in a row. If you skip even one night you have to start all over again. The pose has to be just like in one of the pictures you were supposed to send. Since you didn't send it, you should have to be exposed like that in real time and in person for long enough for other people to see you.

Potential penalties for failing to follow or obey requirements and obligations

 The topic has arisen of there being a penalty of some sort for me if or when I fail to follow or obey any requirement or obligation that has been decided for me, or one that I am expected to follow.

It is my intent to always try to remain in compliance with all requirements and obligations, but if or when I do fail to comply with one or more of them at any time, it can't very well be disputed that there should be some penalty or punishment for my failure.

Recently I did fail to comply with one obligation, which requires that three "signature photos" always be included in any email sent by me or in any reply sent by me. This was noticed by someone who was aware that this obligation existed for me, and they informed me of my failure. 

The required "signature photos":

 

I did fail to notice that the photos were not included before sending the email, but I realize that there's no distinction between an oversight on my part and intentionally excluding the photos. If a penalty is deemed necessary for me for this infraction, then I realize that I would just have to accept it.

It is only proper for others to decide if a penalty for this is in order, and if so, what that penalty would be. 

Just as with other requirements for me, such as being required to sleep naked, uncovered, with lights on, and with a window uncovered, the requirement that I strip naked on demand or request when encountered in person, and the current requirement that I do not masturbate or intentionally cum or ejaculate, I cannot very well expect to avoid some form or penalty or punishment if I fail to obey those requirements at all times or in all situations.

For lack of a better way to provide input, thoughts, or ideas anonymously, the "Secret Message Book" site would be the best way to convey any input to me in the topic.

https://secret.viralsachxd.com/91c89b4db 

If anonymity is not a preference, then I can be emailed directly at

DaveS113065@gmail.com

or

DaveS113065@yahoo.com

If a penalty is in order, perhaps a short list of potential penalties can be complied, and one reasonable and also fitting one could be chosen through voting or through some similar means.

Possibly publicly exposed wearing jeans with hole

 On a recent day, I had a few things to do which required going to multiple public locations. The list of things grew from just one to several things. Due to other issues occurring at the same time, I was a bit frustrated and exasperated. 

I had worn the jeans with the holes in them for a couple of days, and I had just laid out a different pair without holes that I intended to wear when I went out. I had laid those jeans near to where the ones with the holes had been placed. When I got dressed, probably due to my frustration at the time, I picked up the wrong jeans and put them on without even noticing. 

Since I thought I was wearing jeans without holes, I just grabbed a t-shirt that wasn't very long, since I didn't think a longer one was necessary. 

I still can't believe I never looked down or felt any air or breeze between my legs, but I went out confident that I had on a pair of jeans without any holes in them.

My first stop was a gas station, since my car was low on gas. I usually pay at the pump using a credit or debit card, but this time I was using cash, which meant walking up to a window where a cashier sat behind. Since several others were in line in front of me, I had to stand in line waiting for five to six minutes. Since I was sure I had a different pair of jeans on, I made no effort at all to pull down my shirt or to conceal anything. Once I pre-paid for fuel, I went back to the pump and fueled my car.

I then went to a bank, where I didn't have to wait in a line for too long. I was still sure I was wearing jeans without holes in them.

I then went to a grocery store where I didn't use a shopping cart, since I assumed I would easily be able to carry all of the items I was there to get. As I walked through the store gathering items from different aisles, I saw a few other items that I knew I needed but hadn't thought about until I saw them. I ended up with one arm held against my chest holding multiple items, and the hand on my other arm was also holding multiple items. 

I went to the checkout area and stood in line for a few minutes, still sure I was entirely covered between my legs. The cashier smiled and conversed a bit, but in hindsight I still have no idea if it may have anything to do with what I was wearing at the time.

When I got home, I still had other things to do at home, so I unloaded the groceries as quickly as possible. A couple neighbors were close by, but I didn't spend any time interacting with them.

Once at home I took care of most of what I still had to do before finally sitting down. Only then did I realize that I all along I had been wearing the jeans with the holes in them, and also wearing a shirt that was too short to have concealed or covered the larger hole in front.

When I did look down and saw my dick through the hole, I was stunned. I couldn't believe that I had been walking around with my dick almost certainly very visible without any idea about it at all. I'm still amazed that I'd been obliviously walking around with my dick visibly displayed. What's done is done though, and what's been seen has been seen.

Some photos from recently after my likely public exposure while wearing the same clothing that was worn in public, all except for shoes.

If anyone did see, and it seems impossible that no one saw, the hole is only going to get bigger until even my longest shirt won't be enough to conceal anything. I suppose I should be glad that I was a bit frustrated while out in public, which may be why I didn't get an erection this time. If I had gotten one, I would have been sure to notice which jeans I was wearing, but by then my erection would have been sticking out right there in public and there wouldn't have been much at all that I could have done to conceal it. 

Since no one said a word about the hole or my dick this time, I can only wonder when someone might say something, or if they'll mostly just look.  If nothing negative is said, then my dick may be seen by even more people and for a lot longer than I ever expected. Even just a slight glimpse of the hole lets it be known that I do not wear any underwear at all, which is bound to cause the hole to get attention. A closer look will surely show my once private part that is more and more becoming a public part.

Reply to comment about disintegrating clothes (jeans)

 An anonymous comment was recently received on the "Secret Message" page at: https://secret.viralsachxd.com/91c89b4db

Since replies to comments is not possible on the page, and the sender is entirely unknown, replying to it here on the blog is the best that can be done and maybe the sender will be able to read this reply.

The comment was:

 

 In reply to the first sentence, the sender and anyone else has every right to enjoy any situations or predicaments that are related to my exposure of humiliation in any way. Anything that occurs or happens where I am exposed or humiliated is certainly going to occur or happen anyway, so anyone who can or does enjoy any of it may as well take advantage of the opportunity.

So far it's just the one pair of jeans that is in the process of "disintegrating", with a small but growing hole at the top of the rear pocket, and a now quite large hole in front beside the zipper area. My other jeans and the shirts I wear with them are basically in decent shape. Even the jeans with the holes aren't all that worn out aside from the holes. 

But it's for sure that each time I wear the jeans with the holes in them out in public, I am more exposed in them than I was the time before, especially after they go through the washing machine and the dryer. In front of a mirror and without my shirt fully pulled down over the hole, I can quite easily see through the hole and see most of my dick. An erection makes it even more obvious, since it's usual position lines up almost exactly with the hole, and more often than not it will stick out of the hole.

It's anyone's guess how long it might be before somebody says something, since some of that depends on who ends up noticing or seeing some or all of my dick through the hole at some point. I do my best to keep the hole covered by the bottom of my shirt in public places, so as long as I'm successful at that, there's less chance for someone to see something and then say something about it. It's more or less inevitable that I won't successfully conceal things enough, either because of being unable to keep my shirt pulled down far enough, or because the hole simply gets too large. That's the likely point where someone will see into the hole and see my dick.

Even when someone does see my dick, that still may not be the point when something is said about it. They may or may not decide to say something to me about it. If they don't say anything, then that means someone else will also eventually see into the hole and see my dick. Things will repeat like that until someone finally does say something. If what they say is derogatory or negative, then the jeans can stop being worn.  

Until that point the jeans will continue to become more rag-like while being worn in public. Since no underwear can be worn underneath, every stitch and shred of fabric the jeans lose further reveals and exposes me.

At times while in public, I can often feel the breeze or the wind blowing across my dick, and it's difficult to know for sure whether it's just blowing into the hole or if my dick is actually outside of the hole. Since in public it's not always possible to be adjusting and shifting things around "down there", or to be able to just lift my shirt and look to see, I usually just end up trying to keep the bottom of my shirt pulled down as far as possible. How well that works depends on how long the shirt is that I'm wearing, and how far it might be able to be stretched downwards. As it is, if I ever end up having to reach up high with both hands while in public or within view of others, then no shirt I have would be long enough to prevent my exposure and almost certain humiliation. 

At the time of this writing, the jeans with the hole in are in the process of being washed and dried once again, so within days they will be due to be worn again, and the holes are sure to have been made larger. During the few days while they're being worn again, it won't be possible to avoid ending up in public at least a couple of times.  

                      As an erection begins to occur, it can easily slip out through the hole.
 

 

Once an erection becomes full, it can no longer just be slid back into the hole, and has to be left out until it subsides or until there is enough privacy to unbutton and unzip the jeans.