We're on holiday in Italy and are having the most wonderful early-summer break. We happened to fly about two weeks in to my husband's lockup cycle, and I have decided that we won't be unlocking on this trip, which means that he'll be pushed to around 5 weeks this time around. He's in a good space, and most importantly, it suits me!
Italian beaches are awesome. There are lots of beautiful, topless women, and from what I can see, the only males wearing boardshorts are Brits or Americans. The rest are in speedos or boyshorts - especially the teens and 20-somethings.
Naturally, I'm making sure my husband is also in his speedo while on the beach. When in Rome.
Two days ago, something interesting happened. I was swimming while my husband reading on the beach. A beautiful young couple waded into the water. She was early 20s and he must have been 19/20 max. Lean, tanned and smooth. They were laughing, touching, kissing and splashing each other. She was in a very revealing black bikini and he was in a very brief army green speedo / swimsuit.
They got a little closer to me eventually, and I stole a few more glances. I realized that the boy was undoubtedly locked in a chastity cage. It appeared to be one of the metal designs with the steel bars and an integrated lock. It was short too, keeping everything very neatly contained in the tight, wet swimsuit. Once you know what a caged bulge looks like, you can notice them anywhere.
At one point I caught his eye and smiled, and his hand automatically went down to cover his crotch where he adjusted the fabric to make it less 'clingy' and then he looked back to see if I'd noticed. He flushed with embarrassment for a few seconds, but then turned back to his girlfriend and pretended the interaction never happened.
But I knew. Well done to that beautiful lady for getting him started so early!
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It was the end of a very long month that you'd spent self-locked in chastity trying to push yourself. Previously you'd only lasted a week but now, after 31 days in the cage you were satisfied with your record and looked forward to the mind blowing orgasm waiting once you got home from work.
Then she sat down opposite you. You looked at her in stunned silence, that dress... those boots, she was like something out of your fantasies.
"This might sound strange but... are you in chastity? I'm usually great at spotting locked up boys and the way you squirm from the train vibrations is undeniable."
"I, uh, I..."
"Let's take that as a yes. From your age you can't have much experience, I bet you carry the keys with you don't you? Just say yes Miss if I'm right"
"Yes Miss..." You just about managed.
"I thought as much. I bet you'd like to give them to me, wouldn't you?"
"I...", she frowned at me, "Yes Miss"
I wasn't sure what possessed me, but from my wallet I quickly retrieved the keys and placed them in her open palm, before she slid them into her purse and took out a slim piece of paper.
"Good boy, I can already tell you're going to be a special one. This is my number," she handed me the paper, "wait a month, and then call me. A day sooner, or later, and I'll toss the keys away and you can stay in the cage forever."
Again I was all but speechless and could only think to say "Yes Miss" and without another word she stood up and rejoined her friends at the end of the carriage before getting off at the next stop. It looked as if my orgasm tonight, and for the foreseeable future, was cancelled...
a release it's always a release but it's better if they laugh, isn't it?
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