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Greetings everyone. It’s time for me to share my tale. I’m a solo male in his early fifties, and BDSM has always been part of who I am; it feels innate.

About four or five years back, I came across the Sentinel chastity device on a website, and I was captivated. I bought one, locked up, and thought it was fantastic. However, I dealt with issues like sores, cuts, and testicles shifting around. The CB-3 had similar problems despite trying every combination of ring sizes.

The cycle would be wearing it for about a week or two at most, then taking it off to heal. Discovering this forum (and others) helped as I read through other people’s experiences. In October of this year, I received the new steel Jailhouse device early as a birthday present and have been locked continuously for 46 days with no issues.

This morning at 3:30 AM, my swollen member woke me up. It feels like being alive again; my balls are reminding me of their purpose and condition. Being trapped in this real steel muzzle is about surrendering and accepting your fate—this is the life you chose, and now you love it.

I nearly gave up on those earlier devices but finally found something enjoyable. I’m registered on the slave register, sporting tattooed numbers along with a large, colorful tresekle. I’m proud of this lifestyle; it’s deeply ingrained in me.

Living out in a remote rural area makes it hard to find anyone nearby who understands. Someday, perhaps, I’ll meet a female partner who shares these spiritual and like-minded values. Until then, the beat goes on. LOL.

This is the kind of chastity I was hoping for. Take things as they come; clearly, I won’t be unlocking anytime soon. I had to share this because it might help someone else too. Wishing you all a beautiful and prosperous day.

Hello everyone, I've just reached a new level in my journey. After dealing with some wound issues while locked in this device (CD), I decided to lock up again and update my profile. My status is now 'locked' and regarding the last orgasm, it doesn't really matter anymore because the addiction to chastity has completely taken over me. Muzzling my manhood provides the ultimate sensation of genital bondage. I no longer look forward to an explosive ejaculation upon waking; instead, I wake up with a swollen, heavy blue sack and a strained cock. My dick and balls settle into that defeated position, which feels awesome. Walking around in public while locked is exciting for me now—it's not strange at all, just natural. I crave the denial provided by this cage-trapped ball device. I'm still very much a man and masculine; it's just that I can't quite stand to attention or salute properly anymore. Love it! Just had to get this out there.