Getting Scruffy

I shaved before I first locked up.

Since then I have been able to trim around the rings and of course shave the front of my balls since they are pressed forward. I can't really get between them and the rings. Enough hair has grown back that bits are regularly getting caught and pulled. Ouch.

The Gym

My workout went OK.

Of course the lockerroom filled up the moment I went to shower.
I felt a bit - a lot - self-conscious. Don't think anyone got a really clear view.

Cycles

No, not bicycles

I notice I am going through cycles or phases while locked up. Put aside for a moment being ridiculously horny. More on that later.

When I first locked up the most convenient way to pee was to carefully take everything out and stand at the urinal. Then for a while I just went back to sitting. Now I am back to standing.

I had a dream - at least that is what the evidence suggests.
Around 3a I had this incredible of cumming - repeatedly. So much so that I woke up - to find everything nice and dry... hmmm...

Hormones

I am spending an inordinate amount of time thinking kinky thoughts at work, at home, all day.

Yes, i know there are some who think this is normal for me, but trust me, my mind is much more singularly focused than usual.

I think this lack of ... shall we say "hormonal release" is have a cumulative effect.

The Gym

I went to the new gym last night.
I need to figure out a routine to reduce the CB's evidence when showering. Needless to say some exercises are comfortable, some are not.

Clockwork Pays Off

The weekend play plans changed a bit. I had some very good bondage play. But instead of being unlocked, the CB3k became a very convenient anchor point. Besides, it helped keep my balls front and center for some attention of their own.

We did various positions early Saturday evening. I was in my usual combination of catsuit and boots (Wesco). A range of hoods were used. Some pics are available on GF and Recon.

Things wound down around 1030 and it was time for bed...

I was put in my padded lockable leather hood and zipped in a leather sleepsack, boots and all, then given a pillow on an army cot. I then heard the plan was for me to be like that until 8a -- 9 hours later. We did a last minute unzip for a quick piss, then it was lights out. Not that I could tell.

I love sleepsacks.
I simply have not had much time past 5-6 hours recently. This would be a challenge.

I quickly lost all track of time. I dozed a bit. Seemed to be awake more than asleep. My mind was racing. I was was convinced I could not last the night. But I wanted to. The debate raged in my head.

Then "The Clockwork Thing"
I realized I was rock hard. Since my arms were immobile I could do nothing to relieve the pinching, but then I thought "it must be around 330a... halfway..."

After that I relaxed and entered that great period where I dream about bondage, and being freed, only to wake and find I am still bound. I had three separate dreams like that.

Before I knew it I was surprised to feel someone handling me, and it was time to get up and start the day. What a great way to spend the night.

Weekend Plans

The weekend plan seems to be that I will be unlocked for some CBT, but then relocked when he is done. I will also only be unlocked when my hands are mitted and restrained so I can't touch anything.