Male chastity is initiated by locking up the male’s penis in a cage that makes it impossible to achieve an erection and ejaculate. At least that is the goal of the hardware. So, one would imagine that the objective of this practice is to prevent the male from having sex, alone or with anyone else. However, it’s a bit like pregnancy; you get that way by having sex, but once pregnant there is a lot more to do for the next twenty years or so.

Very few, if any caged males expect that sex prevention is the reason they want to be locked up. There is a not-so-subtle power exchange implied in the process. So, are we talking about a set of things to do with a caged male, or are we really embarking on a new lifestyle that will seep into every corner of our lives? A lot of folks work hard to keep the forced chastity and the sexual activities around it isolated from the rest of their lives. Is that possible?

Lioness and I are now about two months in to my 24/7 caging. I went in with expectations of some female topping along with controlling if and when I get to orgasm. Fortunately for me, lioness lets me orgasm twice a week so far. I like that a lot. Of course that could change at any time. She has also imposed weekend diaper wearing and forces me to bargain for occasional exceptions. All this fits in nicely with our initial concept. I also imagine there will be some discipline and imposition of other requirements. It’s an expected part of our version of forced male chastity.

The big question is that if we do this consistently and incorporate these practices in our daily lives,  have we moved forced chastity from an activity we share to a new lifestyle for us? I go both ways on this. In some sense I see that we have added some nice spice to our sex life and as such this is an activity. But then as I consider it more, it occurs to me that my being caged insinuates itself subtly into other unrelated parts of our lives. For example, if we are going to go out for dinner and then see a movie on a Saturday night, lioness has to consider whether or not I could enjoy the evening if I have to spend part of it in a wet diaper. Does she give me a “vacation” from my diaper? Does she let me sit in a wet one or try to hold my pee in? If she lets me out for the evening, does she exact a price later? Will I have to wear one during the week as well?

Granted, this is not a big deal but it is a new complication. On another level, should she make me wait longer to orgasm if I do something non-sexual that displeases her? If she does, are we now using forced chastity to support a more generalized female domination? Do we need to discuss it? In my case, I would accept such an extension, even welcome it. But will this change the way lioness views me as a man?

All of these questions wouldn’t even come up if forced male chastity was just an activity. They are very relevant because whether we asked for it or not, it becomes part of our lives; a new lifestyle. Everyone is different and how they approach the practice is individual. However, in many male fantasies about being caged, there is an underlying request for female dominance at some level. It may just relate to sex, and pleasing the keyholder, or it can extend into non-sexual parts of the couple’s lives as well. Either way is fine. The important thing is to be aware of what you both want and talk about it. After the conversation, let the games begin!

The Male Chastity Journal was created by me to provide a real-life view of forced male chastity. I am very fortunate that Mrs. Lion contributes freely to this online conversation. We are sharing the struggle and the joys of introducing enforced male chastity and female domination into our lives. As you can read here, it isn’t an easy path.

I have a lifetime of experience as a top. I am a novice bottom and caged male. My relationship with Mrs. Lion has its challenges for both of us. I have wanted to bottom as long as she has known me. She had never heard of such things before we met. As you can read here, we have both struggled with this for many years. A communication gap is the result of this struggle. I am not sure how I feel about it, but what you can read here is that gap closing. Mrs. Lion is discussing issues that affect her and her ability to support my enforced male chastity. They are intensely personal and provide a window into a real-life couple’s efforts to make all of this work.

From my perspective this is a very good thing. I am learning from her every post. I am not perfect. I don’t handle every situation the best way. As you can read, I have made mistakes in my pursuit of a sexual relationship with my lioness. I am happy to get her perspective and have her give me a chance to correct these errors.

I don’t think that by revealing my mistakes and weaknesses that my credibility as someone who has information to share has been hurt; just the opposite. My goal was to provide an unvarnished look at real people practicing forced male chastity. Since I am the caged male, I can’t control how the women here on the blog choose to meet that challenge. I don’t want to control it.

Too much of the stuff on the Web is either fantasy or idealized accounts of this lifestyle. Real people, particularly new keyholders, can perceive this fantasy perfection as an impossible goal to reach. As a result they get discouraged and don’t even try. Even worse, the males who want this can persist in believing that all of their relationship issues will disappear when they get a lock on their cocks.

If you are reading along with us, you are getting a daily account of how two couples are growing into forced male chastity. We are all very different. We all have baggage. Everyone does. This blog is unique in that we aren’t hiding it. In short, if we can make this work, you can too.

There are two important lessons here for caged males and their keyholders: Issues in your relationship won’t go away after you are caged. They can get worse. Second, locking someone up or being locked up does not remove anyone’s obligation to make the other happy. A cage is not a free pass to avoid  doing things on your own to please your keyholder, and for keyholders, taking charge does not absolve you from the obligation to keep your pet happy.

For more than fifteen years I have explored the idea of enforced male chastity. My exploration started on the Web in the mid 90’s. My first discovery was altairboy’s site. At the time it was filled with how-to guides for homemade male chastity devices, fictional accounts of enforced chastity scenarios, and posts by people who spent their time devising ways to escape from various devices. Still, the idea of Mrs. Lion controlling my favorite toy was a very arousing idea. How odd is that? Giving someone the ability to prevent me from enjoying sex is exciting.

You’re probably thinking that this is too weird. No you aren’t. If you are a man, you feel a little stirring where that cage might end up. Let’s face it, many of us really love the idea of a woman taking over our cocks. I liked the idea a lot. At the time I was years from meeting my lioness. The relationship I was in had no chance of incorporating this kink. Instead, I decided to learn more and write about it. That was the beginning of my adventure. Over the last fifteen years I’ve had the opportunity to test and review many chastity devices as well as a range of sex toys. The website has become a popular source of useful sexual information. Over the years I tried tubes, belts, cages, and all manner of devices designed to prevent erection and ejaculation. Most were horribly uncomfortable. Some were even dangerous. I suffered a bruised and cut penis after some of these trials.

Life has a way of intruding and so for almost a decade my interest in male chastity lay dormant. In December of 2013 I discovered that a new range of male chastity cages were being offered on, of all places, amazon.com. Some looked interesting. Most were priced under $75. So, in the interest of “science” I ordered three: a plastic tube, a cage with a urethra plug, and another similar-but-smaller cage.  When they arrived, I tried them out in secret. The smallest cage seemed to fit, but the urethral plug worried me that it might not be a good idea for long term lockup.

Right after New Year I approached Mrs. Lion about the idea of locking me up. She said, “If you want.” Did I! So, I put on the shortest cage and gave her the keys. She looked bemused, smiled and took the keys from me. If you want to see this cage in use (on me), this link (explicit image of my penis) will show you both the measurement and how it looks in use.