lion's second chastity cage
My second cage. This one is a much better fit. click here to see me modeling it on my penis.

Almost a month ago I discussed being caged with Mrs. Lion. After rolling her eyes, she said, “Well, if you want to.”

I had been studying various sites that sell lion cages. I had ordered a few for evaluation that had urethral tubes; these are hollow tubes that are inserted a couple of inches into the urethra. The idea appealed to me because one of the big problems I have always had with devices I tried was peeing. I could always pee sitting down, but I like the convenience of using a urinal. With the urethral tube, I reasoned, the flow would be directed out of the cage and make peeing standing up a real possibility. When the devices arrived, I had a bit of discomfort inserting the tubes, but it was minor and went away almost immediately.

The cages performed as advertised. I only wore each for a few hours. The idea of having that foreign body (the tube) in my urethra 24/7 worried me. While there was no danger of bladder infection; the tube is too short to get anywhere near the bladder, there was the real possibility of irritating or infecting my urethra. For that reason I decided that if I wanted to be caged full time I needed a model that didn’t include the urethral tube. I measured carefully and determined that I am two-inches-long when flaccid. That is smaller than average. Most of the devices I tried had cages at least three inches long. There was a lot of room between the tip of my penis and the end of the cage. This made peeing very messy and aesthetically wasn’t all that appealing.

I found an imported cage that claimed to be 1 1/2 inches long. This would be about right for me. It’s always better to have the cage between 1/4 and 1/2 inch shorter than your measurement. That assures your little mouth will always be against the end. It actually feels better as well as being a lot less messy in the bathroom. The cage, when it arrived was really only a bit over an inch long and about an inch in diameter. I could get in it without pain, but skin leaked out all over the place (If you would like to see how I looked in it, click here). I soon discovered that the skin escaping from the cage would be pinched by the lock as it moved. It worked and I got used to it, but it didn’t really fit. I knew this was temporary anyway. I ordered a Mature Metal Jail Bird cage, but they take six to eight weeks for manufacture. I figured I could endure the too-small cage that long.

It didn’t take long to realize that wearing the tiny cage would be very difficult for eight weeks, so, back to the Internet. I found another imported cage. Several companies offered the same cage. I could tell by examining the photos. Every offering specified a different cage length. They ranged from 2 inches to 3 1/2. After examining the photos, I decided the real length was probably closer to two inches. So I ordered one. It arrived yesterday.

The new cage is actually very close to two inches long measured along the bottom. Since I measured my cock along the bottom, it looked like this cage could really fit. The diameter was around 1 1/2 inches. I am a bit less than that. I followed good sanitation and boiled the cage for ten minutes. I asked Mrs. Lion to lock me into it. To my delight the new cage is a pretty good fit (click here to see me modeling it). The little mouth doesn’t always stay pressed between the bars, but it can’t recede more than a half inch or so. Most of the time it is right where it belongs. The spacing of the bars is very good so it doesn’t try to bite the cage (when it does that, pee sprays everywhere). The cock and ball ring is the same 1 3/4 inches I have been wearing. All in all, it is a good fit and I will be comfortable until the Jail Bird arrives.

While many fantasies center around uncomfortable cages, the reality is that I am locked in here all the time; at work, driving, at the theater, at home, and sleeping. An uncomfortable fit is very distracting and can ruin a night’s sleep. Another big fantasy item is “punishing” the penis if it tries to get hard. Pretty much every male gets at least one erection in his sleep. If it hurts to get hard,  you will be awakened several times a night. Mrs. Lion gave the new cage the tease test. She stimulated me until my little cock was pressing hard against the bars. No pain. It felt fine. I was frustrated, but not in pain. Enough teasing and I end up involuntarily teasing myself for hours, trying to get hard over and over with no stimulation. Cruel Mrs. Lion!

I love it.

It’s been a bit over three weeks now that I have been caged full time. Those first three weeks were a challenge physically and emotionally. Going in, I had no real idea how often, when alone, I like to do a little playing and enjoy my erection. That sort of activity is impossible through the bars of my cage. I have missed it. I didn’t realize how much until Mrs. Lion uncaged me for a little exercise last week. She told me that I needed to “stretch a bit.” She then proceeded to masturbate me. It felt so good! Just when I was ready to show her how much I liked it, she stopped. She said, “I just want you to stretch. No one said you could squirt too.”

I was surprised; more at the fact that I didn’t feel badly that she didn’t finish the job than at not getting to come. Later, after things calmed down and I was lying in my cage, I realized that I am really getting used to my new captivity. The other day she did an inspection and found a couple of red spots. She let me go “wild” for 24 hours. By the time we finished dinner the night after I was set free, I could feel a real longing for my cage. I wanted her to lock me up. After an hour or so I asked her to do it. She was kind enough to put my penis in its little cage.

I know that this is something I wanted. It wasn’t her idea at all. Even now I have no idea exactly why I am so drawn to forced chastity. There are so many possible explanations: I want her to initiate sex, being forced to wait is arousing, I need to feel the control, etc. The truth is that I just don’t know what draws me to this and why I am doing everything I can to assure that she wants it as much as I do.

It’s very difficult for Mrs. Lion. She genuinely loves to get me off. She doesn’t ever want to be cruel. I imagine that most women feel that way and it is a big reason why prolonged control like forced chastity just doesn’t work for them. Mrs. Lion is trying very hard to do this for me. It’s not exactly the same as having her do it to me, but it is definitely moving in a very good direction. I may never know why I want to surrender my sexual freedom with this steel cage; but I do.

Three weeks is also another milestone for me. The cage doesn’t hurt. Even though this temporary cage is too short and narrow for me, it has gone from being painful to wear to being so comfortable that much of the time I have no idea it is there. I am reminded when I need to pee. That is still a big challenge. Most of the time I just sit down to do it; no mess or aiming. However, that isn’t always easy. When I need to stand, there is a good chance it will go in an unexpected direction. Sometimes the little “mouth” gets behind a bar and a shower results; others, there is some pressure in the side of it and the stream goes down or far to one side. I have learned to visually check to make sure the opening is nicely centered. Even so, due to the angle of the cage, hitting my target isn’t a sure thing.

As I learn to enjoy my confinement, I am finding that sometimes when I a granted release it just doesn’t feel all that good. This was the case the other night. Mrs. Lion was doing a very nice job stimulating me, yet when the climax arrived it just wasn’t that good. It wasn’t her. Others report having this happen too. I think it is because confinement precludes the kind of stimulation we provide ourselves prior to the actual engagement with our partners. To me, at least, going from a “cold start” just doesn’t give my body the chance to make the mental and physical buildup it needs. Partly, this is due to age. Once you are on the north side of thirty, sexual responses start to change. I am well north of that line and I can see that my needs are different now. I am not sure how to change this. I don’t want to ask Mrs. Lion to make my orgasms any more complex than they already are. I want her to keep control. Maybe others who have gone through this will have some ideas.

I have been faithfully doing my kegel exercises each day on my commute. I can feel more strength, but so far it hasn’t affected my orgasms or the energy my semen has when I finally come. I was hoping that by strengthening those muscles, I could ejaculate with more force. Stay tuned. I will report as time goes by.

One of my goals is to publish reliable, accurate information to help people enjoy the forced chastity lifestyle. I don’t pretend to be a ranking expert in the field. I have only been locked up full time for three weeks. But I have over fifteen years experience with this subject having tested dozens of devices, talked to many people who practice the various flavors of this kink, and read all I can find on the subject. So, in addition to reading about my life as a caged lion, I hope you can use some of the other information here to help you explore and adopt forced male chastity.

We have several new articles. The first and most difficult for me is How To Cage Your Man. This is a no-nonsense, practical guide for keyholders and women considering becoming keyholders. It represents what I hope is a good starting point for keyholders. It isn’t meant to be read by us caged critters. It is designed to help our keepers understand what we want and how to provide it. Ladies, please leave your comments and questions. We will certainly work hard to respond.

The next new section, So You Want To Be Locked Up offers a guide to living in forced chastity. It talks about all the important basics that will help you experience the captivity you desire. There is a section on Health, Safefy, Security and Comfort, as well as one that helps you Get A Good Fit. Of course, keyholders are encouraged to read this too.

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 my weekend wardrobe. mrs. lion has me in a diaper from friday after work until monday morning each week.
My weekend wardrobe. Mrs. Lion has me in a diaper from Friday after work until Monday morning each week.

There is a big difference between my fantasies about being locked up and the reality. For one thing, Mrs. Lion doesn’t share my enthusiasm for male chastity. She is definitely supervising me, but she is doing it for me, not her. I wondered if, in fact, I was really in control with her just holding the key and opening it up anytime I want. I am pretty sure that as of now she would unlock me if I want. I don’t want that. She did have a surprise for me. When I asked her about being locked up two weeks ago, she agreed and then also told me that she wanted me to wear a diaper from after work Friday until I had to leave for work on Monday morning. We bought a package of briefs, 18 of them, and I was in diapers. I wondered if she would want to continue this after the first weekend.

The next Friday morning I asked her if she still wanted me to wear a diaper. She said, “Of course.” On Saturday we headed out to shop. We were on the way to the warehouse store. She asked if I had shopped for more diapers. I told her I hadn’t. She said we would do that at the club. We came home with a pack of 72. I said, “I guess you want to keep me in diapers every weekend from now on.” She nodded. Of course, for the last decade she has requested that I am naked when home, so the diaper is a new extension.

This past Friday we had a show to go to and another on Sunday. She told me that I would wear the diaper starting after work on Tuesday until Wednesday morning and then again from Wednesday night to Thursday morning. She said I could go diaper free Friday night and Sunday night. At that point I realized that she had crossed a line. She was serious about my obedience to her rules.

I’ve been locked up continuously since we started. The first week, she released me on Wednesday night for inspection and a nice hand release. She noticed that I was pretty irritated. It was starting to hurt every time I moved. I understand that this is fairly common in the beginning. She let me go “wild” until the next night when I asked to be locked again. Since then, I have been continuously caged. Last night (Sunday) I mentioned that I was a bit sore and asked her to check. This time she didn’t unlock me. She just inspected through the cage. I asked if she wanted to take it off. She said, “Do you want me to?”

I thought for a bit and said, “No, I guess not.”

At this point I don’t know if she would say no if I asked to be uncaged. I hope she will. It is important to me that she stay in control. Certainly I feel the control about the diapers. That’s good. I don’t think she is ready to consider punishment as part of our arrangement. We are not in a Wife Led Relationship. I’m not sure we will ever go to that. My hope is that she will be in charge sexually. If she wants me to handle our day-to-day affairs and make the decisions about where we go, etc. that is fine with me.

The Mature Metal Bird Cage can’t arrive soon enough! This imported cage is effective. There is even a metal plate right at the spot where if I rubbed I could get off. It isn’t a good fit and when I get a nocturnal erection, pressure is painful against that plate. My desire for release is weaker. I mentioned that to Mrs. Lion and I suggested that regular teasing would keep me wanting. It might also make me grumpy. She needs to consider discipline to help me get over that.