Chastity and orgasm denial discussion

I struggled to find a genuine account, so I’ve copied this from my blog here for everyone else’s benefit. I tried framing it as a narrative, but it is an accurate record of what really happened:

For nearly three years, I have been involved with a ……my mistress who resides in another part of the county. Last week, I finally had the privilege of meeting…my very special woman…. It was more than just a meeting; it felt like being entwined. She is and always will be special…I truly wish those last three days could repeat endlessly, as that would be my heaven. Moments in time define our lives..they are what make us who we are, and I have many new definitions to consider now. Reality rarely beats expectations, except for with my mistress….:)

Anyway, part of our arrangement is that she wanted me to wear the looker2 through airport security after being locked for 9 days so I could see her… Here is a REAL experience of what happens when you go through airport security with a stainless steel cock cage attached. One reason I am writing this is because when I searched online, there were SO MANY people who THINK they know the answer, but few have actual experiences regarding going through airport security and what occurs when the beeper sounds…what follows IS exactly what happens….(in both directions). The great news is that it isn’t scary. In fact, seriously, I challenge you all to try this. Anyone using airport security and an excuse to unlock is quite simply making a fuss. I have to admit I called the airline office beforehand ascertained that there was NO WAY they would deny me boarding, since we agreed that if there was any chance of being denied flying then we wouldn’t do it….:) Sooo….

I arrived at the airport….my looker 2 was in place, and had been so for 9 days….the keys were inside a copper pipe with a hole drilled through it. A padlock secured the keys to the looker 2 contained within that copper pipe which I placed in my check-in luggage. Once the bag drop was done….the unique keys to the looker 2 now existed within the belly of the aircraft that I had little choice but to board. How fun

***During my last entry the cagedone had just checked in his luggage***, There were various reasons for checking in such a small piece of luggage. Not least among them was the contents and the potential embarrassment if the bag needed to be opened, such as…..5 new bundles of rope, 2 meters of chain, a wee-vibe, a packet of padlocks, a rather large red stuffed cock sleeve, a Bluetooth speaker system, many condoms, an aneros, black soft pants and sweater, large black cable ties and more lube liquid that can be taken as hand luggage!! Not the least important item was the half-squished copper pipe containing the keys to the looker!! The worst part of all this was actually approaching the security personnel….. That task completed, I just had to pass through. On approach, I carefully checked out the layout; domestically in Australia they do not have full body scanners (they only have those in the international terminal). Even so, I knew I would set off the alarm. I picked the queue with two male operators…. As I took my laptop out of its case, one of the men prepared to place the laptop, my bag and suit jacket into a plastic container. I told him that I was going to set off the metal detector because I was wearing body jewellery. The guy sort of nodded; he didn’t seem the slightest bit unusual or worried but let his colleague on the other side know in advance. So off I went through, and sure enough, the Looker has plenty of metal to make a loud alarm!!, no big deal, those things go off all the time….but that guy despite this asked me to remove my belt and shoes and then I had to set off the alarm a second time. Now it gets kind of funny. He comes over with the hand wands and starts scanning me after making me stand on a square right out in the open….and of course, he reaches my genital area and the thing goes crazy…and he asks me what it is …so I tell him its body jewellery, and that its not removable, so he scans me again and from the rear again and he asked me what sort…so I then tell him it’s a stainless steel penis cage that can not be removed, lol and the guy almost starts panicking. I could tell by his manner he was pretty new to the job, and he actually said to me, “I am not sure what to do!!” I said to him that I called the office in Canberra and they just said that you might have to inspect it or whatever…so anyway he scampers off and leaves me standing in the middle of the airport. No one is supervising me…in the open…sort of looking stupid!! With my hands up in the air, which I subsequently lowered. Ironically by this stage I was not the slightest bit nervous; rather the contrary, I was actually starting to enjoy the experience. I hadn’t been shot at, no one had ridiculed me, and on the whole it was good to nearly have it done and over with. Also now that I was standing there was nothing I could do other than see it through…it was like passing through a one way door…so I just relaxed So over comes the security guard accompanied by two really big burly bald guys….and they lead me off to a room. I had to ask them to pick up my stuff that was still piled up on the conveyor having gone through the xray….the head guy did not seem all that impressed, but all very professional… Next thing they have me sign this form giving consent to being searched. I duly filled it in and then I looked at the guy and said, wouldn’t it just be easier if I showed you what it is…the two senior guys said yep that would indeed make things easier….so then these three guys circle me waiting for me to drop my pants…and its really really close quarters as it’s a small room… I said….guys (laughing a bit nervously) it’s a bit embarrassing having three men staring at my crotch…and I kid you not the two big guys turned absolutely in synchronisation as if on poles to face the other direction saying that’s ok we won’t watch….so I was left with just the one guy….,the original inexperienced guy looking expectantly down. I undid my buckle and flopped it out…I even pulled it down a bit and to the side so he could clearly see the cock being impaled by the steel rod disappearing inside. I am not exaggerating, I saw the blood drain away from his face. The two senior guys said are you satisfied its ok…the poor guy stammered….he said…yes, yes….completely satisfied!!! It was so comical I was tempted to laugh and I did end up having a giggle with the senior guy as I pulled my pants up. They actually ended up apologising to me for detaining me…and he said, you aren’t the first and nor will you be the last!!, at which point they let me go…it just took a while to get dressed, which was when the senior guy also seemed a lot more relaxed….and I joked about what I was going to be allowed to do with the caged cock on the other side of my trip. So what transpired for the next three days was between my mistress and I. The return journey was funny too although relatively uneventful. So here I sit, locked personally by my mistress for the very first time after using her cock for that last three days…I must admit mistress was far more generous than I expected…delightable. She will be sending the keys to the key lock and they will arrive in the next few days; however, I also have a tamper tag on the keylock hence I have to wait until she says I can reminisce about the last three days. I must admit I am pretty horny thinking back. By the same token, I don’t want to unlock and break the seal that was made by her…It also makes me swell in my cage knowing how wet it makes her, knowing that her cock is locked up. On the way back, there isn't so much to tell except the person who scanned me was a woman; she didn't bat an eyelid. Although I did not tell her it was a penis cage only body jewellery, the guy that came over to scan me later was a large black American. When I told him it was body jewellery he broke into ridiculously loud laughter that made everyone turn around and look at us…its like WTF, anyway he just quickly scanned me and then sent me on my way, no fuss nothing!! I am not sure when I will come back to this blog again; a lot has happened over the last few years clearly. Anyway I wanted to share this real story with you:) that is if anyone still reads this blog..though there has not been anything to read for such a long long time.... I will probably paste it into a chastity forum somewhere so someone might actually benefit from my experience

you have more nerve than me cogman! i still dont think i would do it but thanks for the information.

Thank you @cogman A welcome change.

Wow. I'm impressed!

I have to wonder if the experience would have been as easy in the US.

> able2switch said: > I have to wonder if the experience would have been as easy in the US. > Click to expand... I would assume from the diction that it took place in the US

That's Great Nerve. I love the steel cage most from our three cages. But we yearly go on a cruise and go through many metal detectors for many days. I would not be a very liked traveler holding up the crowd going on and off the ship. But I think its a great story. There are most likely many in chastity that they run into. Thanks for sharing.

> Mascara^Snake said: > I would assume from the diction that it took place in the US > Click to expand... He mentioned being in an Australian domestic security check.