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Starred Review TrainingHeeler 500 Male Chastity Device (Circumvent Industries) Purchased at The Velvet Glove, 722 Government St. A few months back, I drifted into The Velvet Glove with no real plan to purchase a male chastity device. My wife Kelsey and I had always added some teasing to our sex life, and recently we’d even dabbled in mutual orgasm control, though not very often or seriously. I was mostly there for lube and perhaps a new cock ring when I spotted the elegant black box holding the TrainingHeeler 500. As I studied the product description on the back of the box, Lynda, the saleswoman, approached me. “May I answer any questions you have about the TH500?” she asked. I hesitated and nearly squeaked out a “No” before bolting. Instead, I replied, “Yeah, but I’m not sure where to start.” She smiled and gently took the box from my hands. “Let’s unpack it all and get a good look at everything,” she suggested. Her casual, reassuring demeanor helped settle me down, though only partially. “These are excellent,” she noted. “They really demonstrate trust in your relationship and toward each other.” First, she removed two plastic O-shaped rings of slightly varying sizes. The testicles and penis slide through one ring, which then rests against the body. “I believe you’ll find the TH500 elevates intimacy to a whole new level,” she continued. Next came out a black tube, vaguely resembling a circumcised penis. She held it up, letting the window light glint off its surface. My heart skipped; that thing looked intimidating. “Is it metal?” I asked nervously. It appeared extremely secure. She gave me another reassuring smile. “No, just plastic.” She demonstrated how the tube — she referred to it as a “sheath” — clips onto one of the O-shaped rings. The entire assembly can then be secured with a small padlock, similar to those used for luggage. “Once that’s done,” she explained, “only the ‘key holder’ can unlock the device to allow access to the penis.” I could only imagine my expression at that moment. “Relax, it’s all meant to be fun.” Just then, another customer entered the store. Lynda told me to inspect the TH500 while she helped her guest. I held up one of the O-rings. Getting both cock and balls through there might prove a bit tricky, but compared to the “sheath” and lock, it seemed like a friendly little toy. Eek. The other customer headed into a changing room for some lingerie, and Lynda returned. “Well, what do you think?” she asked. I wasn’t entirely sure yet, but I bought it anyway. “I’m confident you’ll both be very pleased,” she said, smiling brightly as she placed the device in a discreet bag. Still uncertain about my own feelings or how Kelsey would react, the TH500 remained hidden in a drawer for several weeks. Eventually, though, Kelsey noticed the charge on our credit card bill and asked me about it, so both the truth — and the chastity device — came out into the open. She nodded thoughtfully as I shared my long-held fantasies of chastity, teasing, and denial, but she didn’t seem particularly surprised. After chatting for a while, she inquired further about the device. I showed her all the components, inspecting each closely. She asked me to demonstrate how it worked. So I handed over the remaining parts, pulled down my pants and boxers, and slowly (and carefully!) slid my penis and testicles through the larger ring. That one felt too big, so I tried the smaller ring, which fit perfectly. Getting this part right is crucial; a properly fitted ring stays secure without being tight enough to restrict circulation or cause pain. Kelsey then handed me the sheath. Some people use lube or a woman’s stocking to prevent the penis from bunching up inside the tube. I simply cut off a large piece of the Velvet Glove shopping bag, wrapped it around my penis, and pulled it (the bags, not my penis!) through the air and fluid vent at the tip of the sheath before fitting the two pieces together. Helpful hint: be careful to avoid catching skin or pubic hair during this stage. Staying well-trimmed and moisturized makes this process much easier. She then handed me the lock. I slipped the hasp through the “locking pin” that held the two parts of the TH500 together. “And that’s all there is to it,” I said. Then inspiration struck. “Do you want to lock it?” Kelsey’s eyes widened, and she nodded. She reached out, slowly at first, then took the lock firmly in her hand and aligned the hasp. She paused as if considering for a second, then snapped it shut with a click. “Oooo, I like that,” she said. “That part is fun!” I laughed. “Glad you think so. That’s pretty much it. When you’re ready, just unlock the lock with the key.” “Okay,” she said, nodding in understanding. I waited expectantly for a few moments. “You do have the key, don’t you?” I asked. She nodded again. “Oh yes, all safe and sound.” I waited some more. “Well..?” “You mentioned unlocking it when I’m ready,” she said. “But I’m not quite ready yet.” She got up, kissed me on the cheek, then went off to make dinner. I just stared after her — I could swear she was skipping — wondering what I’d gotten myself into. During dinner, we talked. Also, I learned how to sit while wearing the device. Even simple movements may need re-learning to avoid pain or injury from it. “So, with that on, you can’t get a full erection, touch yourself, or masturbate?” Kelsey asked. All true. Although the plastic sheath becomes slightly flexible when warmed by body heat, no sensation passes through it. “And you can’t get out unless I unlock you?” Also true. The TH500 consistently earns higher security ratings than any other cage-style male chastity device on the market. “That kind of gives me a lot of power, doesn’t it?” Kind of? Definitely. Suddenly, I felt nervous again. That night we experienced some of the most incredible sex of our lives. Kelsey was cumming so hard I thought I might have hurt her a couple of times. Eventually — eventually — she let me out for an orgasm of my own. I had bought the TH500 thinking it would be for occasional use, but I found myself locked into it much more frequently than expected, sometimes lasting several days at a time. My body got used to wearing it so often, making it easier and easier to slip in and out. Circumvent makes smaller rings that you can order with a delivery time of four to six weeks. Kelsey discovered we could get them through Velvet Glove for just $30 extra for three-day rush delivery, so she insisted on ordering them while I waited at home. “God! Finally!” she exclaimed when the store emailed me saying the rings were in stock. I told her I’d pick them up right after work. “No, don’t bother,” she said. “I’ll go get them now.” When I arrived home, Kelsey had already opened the box with the smaller rings and was practicing fitting them out alongside the rest of the device. It seemed like barely enough time for me to take off my coat before she maneuvered my poor cock — which had just enjoyed three glorious days of freedom — back into its cage. The new rings worked great. Soon, Kelsey only let me out a couple of times a week for cleaning and once a week for cumming. Well, if she was feeling generous. I frequently incurred “penalty days” if I did something to annoy her, or even if someone at work annoyed her, or if someone played an annoying song on the radio. (“But I had nothing to do with them playing REO Speedwagon,” I protested. “I know, hon, but someone’s got to pay,” she replied). One time, for no apparent reason, she made me go two weeks without cumming. She did take me out of the cage a few times, but only to tease me and make me think I was going to cum before locking me back in even more frustrated than before. It finally reached the point where I pleaded with her to let me have an orgasm. “Okay,” she sa

aid. “I was just trying to see if I could get you to beg.” As my periods in the cage increased, it became apparent the TH500 was not really suitable for long term wear. As Kelsey put it, “It’s too much work.” So now we’re off to The Velvet Glove to look for something in metal. The TH500 lived up to its billing. Trust? Intimacy? Fun? Maybe. Horniness? Frustration? Even desperation? Definitely. Are we “very happy” with the TH500? Kelsey certainly is. My feelings are more…complicated. Of course, after Kelsey gets me in a metal cage, with a little help from Lynda and The Velvet Glove, I may start remembering my time in the TH500 as “the good old days!”

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This story is fiction, although it’s based on actual events. I was indeed nervous the first time I bought a male chastity device for myself, and there was indeed a saleswoman like Lynda at a store like the Velvet Glove who tried very hard to help me relax and feel positive about the purchase. When I told my wife about the experience later she said, “Good God, I owe that woman big. Remind me to send her a box of chocolates!”

Reading this made me think to myself, 'That's pretty much like what I've gone through.' Well put.