Alternative Virginity Belt Training Diary

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My earliest chastity device was something I made myself about five years ago, using a large Pepsi bottle and some leather straps. It felt very restrictive, but it was also very painful. I wore it to the aquarium, and the pain kept me sweating profusely, yet I had to walk as if nothing was wrong. The Pepsi bottle was too soft; masturbation was still easy and more fun, completely defeating the purpose of a chastity device.

Later, I found the CB2000 online, but I couldn't buy it then, so I made my own based on its design, using PPR elbows and some accessories. It involved sanding, drilling, and gluing. To make it look decent, I went to the building materials market every few days, becoming quite an "expert" on plumbing fittings. I made several, and yesterday I found one of them; it still looks pretty. It was around that time that my partner started to like having me wear chastity devices.

Finally, on one of my birthdays, my partner bought me a CB2000 and a POI (plastic teeth) online. The black cage, wrapped in black velvet straps, was very tempting. I started researching the fit between the A-ring and spacer sizes. Initially, to increase stimulation, I used the smallest A-ring and spacer I could tolerate, but it became very painful after only half a day, even chafing my scrotum. The most unbearable thing was that the CB2000 cage was too short. When my penis became erect, the flesh would squeeze out through the gaps in the cage, causing pain and swelling. I wore it all day, and when I couldn't stand it anymore and took it off to rest, my penis had 7-8 ridge-like swellings around it… Every night, my penis would spontaneously erect several times, waking me up each time in pain, forcing me to rush to the bathroom to "put out the fire" with cold water… Later, my partner joked that if I made a mistake, I'd have to wear the CB-2000 again, plus my longest tooth (POI)! The downside of the CB2000 is that it allows you to pull your penis out for masturbation and then put it back in. Even with a POI, it doesn't really help; it just increases the pain during erection.

I then switched to the CB3000. This time, I only bought the cage, still using the CB2000's ring. The CB3000's cage is thinner, so you have to apply oil to your penis before wearing it, otherwise it won't fit. However, it doesn't compress the testicles like the CB2000. The shape is also very nice, and it's invisible; you can hardly see it when wearing underwear. I even wore it to a public swimming pool. The biggest advantage is comfort. After adjustments and trials, using the largest ring and the smallest spacer is the most comfortable and reliable. Like the CB2000, the CB3000 allows you to pull your penis out for masturbation and then put it back in. I tried a POI (teeth) and a KSD-G2. The POI didn't work, and the KSD's function is that even if you can pull your penis out, you can't put it back in! That way, your partner will notice, and you'll be punished. Wearing the KSD is troublesome. When inserting it into the CB3000 cage, it easily pinches the penis skin. Also, because the KSD's inner diameter is relatively small, it gets very tight at the base of the penis when erect, causing it to swell inside the cage

, which is painful. A few times it even broke the skin, forcing me to stop wearing it. Since the KSD's only function is to prevent it from being put back in, the CB3000's design prioritizes supervision over restraint—the padlock is easy to pry, and the plastic rods are easy to break. If simply increasing restrictions doesn't work, I made a simple plastic rope loop. I put it on my penis, put it inside the CB3000 cage, pull the rope out through the top hole, loop it around the middle pin (fixing rod), and then lock it. This way, even if the penis is pulled out, the loop inside the cage is shorter and softer, so it definitely won't go back on! This is a great form of supervision! If my husband finds out, I wonder what kind of punishment awaits me!

But I still long for a metal, completely restraining chastity belt! My favorite is the German Latowski. That way, no matter what, I can't escape!

Right now, I'm wearing the CB3000 this way, and today is the third day.

This time, I want to keep a record, which will help me discover how the CB3000 changes a person. On the morning

of February 6th

, I put on the CB3000 and the newly made monitoring device, put the key in my wife's jewelry box, and sent her a text message. This time it felt very comfortable; the CB3000 cage tightly gripped my penis. Although I woke up several times on the night of the 5th, there was no pain. The lock sometimes touches the skin protruding from the vents. After this CB cycle ends, I'll try to plug those two holes!

February 7th:

I didn't sleep in as usual. I went online during the day, thinking about buying a sturdy safety handcuff. The old one broke during the few days I was locked in the bathroom last time. I also wanted to buy my wife some queen-like outfits and devices to prevent her from experiencing pleasure during sex, so I could satisfy her while maintaining my chastity.

This hadn't happened in a long time; I'd been ordering takeout. This afternoon, I went to the supermarket and made dinner for her. Is this the magic of CB3000? But I'd only been wearing it for two days.

That evening, my wife came home, quite surprised.

After showering, I went to her bed to kiss her. She pointed to her genitals, and I instinctively climbed down, gently pulled down her panties, and... I felt a little strange doing this; it was a completely spontaneous act, without any pretense. Without CB, I'd never felt this way. Although I could do what my wife asked, it felt somewhat perfunctory. Is this also the magic of CB3000? My tongue worked diligently, and LD lay there quietly, her body making no sound or reaction. I continued, though she was soaked with vaginal fluid, her body remained still. Normally, I might have given up, but this time, I was almost mesmerized… Finally, how could the slightest tremor of that bud escape my nimble tongue? LD had been deliberately holding back… Having only given LD oral sex and a shower of holy water, a few small sips, CB3000 still hadn't subsided… On the morning

of February 8th

, while LD was changing, I caught a glimpse of how sexy her buttocks were, encased in her transparent panties! Her kiss before leaving made my heart pound! Was this another spell from CB3000? We've known each other for almost 20 years, and I haven't felt this way in a long time…

(To be continued)

I'm usually a rather lazy and slightly chauvinistic person. I rarely get up early and don't proactively do any housework. My husband usually does the laundry, cleaning, etc. Although he can help, he rarely does it on his own initiative. We usually order takeout or eat out; the kitchen hasn't been used for over six months.

Today was a little different. After my husband left, I got up, finished writing the first post, went to the bathroom, and found a huge pile of dirty clothes on the washing machine. I proactively sorted the dirty clothes and put them in the washing machine... I washed two large loads! I found a pair of unwashed underwear on my husband's clothes. She usually hand-washes them in the shower, believing underwear shouldn't be machine-washed. Did she get lucky today? I carefully washed and hung them up to dry until 2 PM. And then, I actually thought of going to the market to buy groceries? While buying groceries, I felt strange about my behavior. Maybe it's just cb3000 again? It's like someone else is indulging my behavior; I do it, but I still feel strange. That's why I'm writing this entry. There may be a lot of trivial matters, and I may be fussy about them, but I can only find the answers I need by looking at the details.

When LD left in the morning, she said she was going to her "lover's" place that night and would be back very late, so I shouldn't wait for her. (Hereafter referred to as "lover" as Q.) She has known Q for over four years, and now Q openly comes and goes from our house. Our relationship as a trio was gradually developed through LD's "training," mainly to improve my acceptance level. Now, I actually like Q. I didn't have homosexual tendencies before. I remember watching "Lan Yu" and being unable to bear seeing two men kissing and sleeping together. But under LD's training, I slowly accepted LD dating Q, sleeping with Q, and the three of us sleeping together. I even started to like Q, who is also a same sex. On days when LD is away on business, the two of us, two grown men, would sleep together, embracing each other. Q has a great body, and I love Q's rosy face and the smooth, firm skin. I keep saying I want to "do it" with Q, but I haven't been able to bring myself to do it because my penis is too big, and I'm worried about hurting him. When the three of us have sex, I'll give Q oral sex while simultaneously inserting my penis into LD's vagina until LD reaches orgasm. ... In our relationship, only LD and I have a femto-feminine relationship. LD and Q have a normal heterosexual relationship, and Q and I have a normal homosexual relationship. LD doesn't let Q know about this relationship. I understand; LD loves Q and also loves me, and is afraid Q will be scared and leave if he finds out. He's also afraid my status as a sex slave will put me at a disadvantage in my relationship with Q. Although I enjoy being enslaved by both of them, not revealing this is LD's order. Sometimes I unconsciously say SM things during the three of us, and LD will secretly pinch me... (I'll write another post about the development of the relationship between LD, Q, and me when I have time.)

I like Q, but I feel uncomfortable when LD goes to Q's place alone, which is why LD insists on bringing me a CB.

Before the Spring Festival, a friend gave me a wild game. Since I don't cook, it had been sitting in the freezer. I took it out, thawed it, and cooked a delicious pot of it. I gave some to Q and put it in the freezer, leaving the rest for my partner.

Seeing that it was still early, I went swimming at the club. Because it's winter, there are usually very few people, and I often swim alone, which is why I dared to wear my CB3000 swimsuit to the pool. (Actually, I've been to pools when it's crowded before, but I always changed into my swim trunks at home, and it takes time to regain the courage to wear them after not wearing them for so long.) When I got to the front desk, I could hear water splashing in the pool—it really was crowded! I braced myself and went into the changing room. There was a customer showering. Luckily, my locker was at the very back. I hid in a corner, taking off my clothes layer by layer, thinking about how to avoid being discovered. When I was down to my underwear, listening to the sound of the showering person, I was sure they wouldn't come out. I grabbed my swim trunks, quickly took off my underwear, put on my swim trunks, breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted myself slightly, and went into the pool. I always complain about the murky pool water, but today it felt incredibly clear. Diving underwater, the view was crystal clear...

After swimming for a while, the pool got increasingly crowded, so I stopped and went into the changing room. Haha, no one was there! I went to the shower stall, pulled the curtain closed, and calmly took off my swim trunks. My CB3000 was shining brightly. After enjoying the hot water, I pulled back the curtain and headed towards my locker, my CB3000 gleaming. ... Suddenly, the door opened! Damn! Someone's here!! My heart pounded. I turned around, went back to the shower stall, and pulled the curtain closed again...

That evening, my partner came home, and I timidly asked, "What happened?" My partner: "Of course!" My heart was still heavy, but I didn't dare say much. It was because of one time I was unhappy about my partner and Q's private meeting, which earned me an extra 500 lashes from my partner. My wife loves to whip me. When she hits me hard, I feel a trembling pleasure all over my body; she says it's like an orgasm... So her count is always over 100. If it's not good enough, she adds 100. If I give her satisfactory oral sex, she subtracts 50... Now it's accumulated to exactly 700.
Knowing that my wife has eaten dinner, I quickly took out the washed strawberries...
My wife took a shower at Q's place, then changed and went straight to bed. When I got to the bedside, my wife was already fast asleep, probably because she was too tired from having sex with Q... Not daring to disturb her, I fell asleep on the sofa at my wife's feet.

Thursday, February 9, 2006.

Today, I got up early with my wife. I was going to make breakfast for her, but she skipped it because there was still a lot of bread left.

I took this opportunity to suggest turning on the CB3000 to check it; it hurt a little last night... My partner generously gave me the key. Since the morning arousal hadn't ended yet, the cage was a bit difficult to remove. After a careful inspection, thankfully, there were no problems. However, putting it back was the problem. My penis is already a bit thicker than the cage, and at this point, it hadn't shrunk enough to go in! I slowly turned the warm water to cool and gave my penis a shower. Seeing that it was just about a little smaller, worried that my partner would be late for work, I hurriedly applied some lubricant, squeezed it into the cage, locked it, and obediently handed the key to my partner.

Just as my partner left, I realized that in my haste, my right testicle had slipped out of the cage without my noticing. Now, one testicle was inside, and the other was locked outside. It didn't affect the locking function, but I felt very uncomfortable...

I texted my partner, and they replied with a few words: "Add 100."

I don't remember why I stopped CB about six months ago. I've stopped on and off since then, and I seem to have lost my enthusiasm for CB. Moreover, my enthusiasm for SM has gradually diminished, perhaps because I discovered my wife's communications with Q and became jealous. I even tried to escape from my wife, traveling frequently for work, just not wanting to go home. I even considered divorce. I wouldn't answer my wife's calls or reply to her texts...

Finally, what was bound to happen couldn't be avoided. On the night of August 27th, my wife finally tricked me into hanging me in the bathroom with chains and padlocks...

This time, my wife seemed serious. The chains and padlocks made escape impossible; I could only stand on tiptoe to avoid the pain in my wrists. My wife didn't say a word and began whipping me. It was very heavy; the sound echoed in the bathroom, somewhat eerie. Sweat mixed with tears streamed down my face, the pain and the howling sounds directly assaulting my brain...

Finally, the 200 lashes were finished. My wife looked at me strangely. "Not bad, the welts are beautiful, but unfortunately, there's no raw flesh..."

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