One look at the Latowski can strike fear in the hearts (as well as other places) of men. With a finely polished exterior construction of stainless steel, it literally screams no escape while the interior silicon rubber surface gently cradles the more sensitive cargo. This combination of the soft inner surface and the unyielding outer shell with full groin coverage combine to make a truly daunting chastity appliance. It’s like King Arthur meets Edgar Allen Poe! (I bet Guinevere could have found a knightly use for this device.) As if that imposing design wasn’t enough to tame a wayward male, it also neatly houses options for electrical stimulation. Unlike the DreamLover’s DC pulse, this unit houses a completely enclosed, remote-controlled, AC stimulation module from which there is no escape. Each of these belts is custom form fitted to the lucky wearer who can make a quick trip to Germany for a visit to the tailor, Mario Latowski. No doubt that this is the Rolls Royce of chastity belts!
Mistress Cassandra, also known as the Dicktator Chastity Mistress, began locking cocks in chastity about 4 years ago when she decided it was time to step things up a bit and venture into the area of extreme cock control. Read on to find out just what she had to say.
Mistress Cassandra has instructed me to document the training protocols while in her service. However, before listing the rules, it is important for the prospective male to understand the profound commitment required to be permitted to claim that she is your Mistress. Start by discarding the notion that you are entitled to her attention. Rather, adopt the attitude that it is a privilege to be grated the favor of her training. She is a lifestyle Mistress and has the pick of many boys all seeking the unique guidance only a few can truly provide. Do not demand anything; a common trait of those wanting to be entertained rather than being taught. Her time, talents and personal instructions are gifts to those lucky enough to receive them. There are plenty of boys in line (more…)
Keeping Mistress Cassandra informed on the latest developments in chastity is one of my duties. To this end I recently came across the Carlilock web service. The concept employed for virtual key holding is straightforward. Without looking at the numbers reset the combination on a lockbox, take a picture of the new combination and upload this to Carlilock. Then, after locking yourself into chastity, put the keys into the lockbox and secure it. Thus, your only method of release will be when the service displays the picture containing the combination to your lockbox in order to retrieve the keys. Simple enough, right?
When will I be released from chastity?
Although setting the initial duration of denial (either fixed or randomized) is easy, release with Carlilock can have a lot of twists and turns. First, other members of the service and add or remove time to your sentence. Second, you may be required to get non-members of Carlilock to vote for your release. This requirement is only satisfied after you distribute a unique, dynamic link through which a new person actually votes. (I’m sure you’ll see a flurry of those links circulating about the web.) Finally, depending on the options set, you may incur additional penalties when trying to view time remaining. With all these options, member adjustments and penalties, the duration of chastity is anything but deterministic, a feature I’m sure Mistress Cassandra approves of.
Giving up control to Mistress
As if all those variables weren’t enough, you can also have Mistress set all the options. Using this feature, she gets to pick the initial duration, member adjustment increments, penalty times and what you see when asking for release. Of course she gets to see the exact time remaining and can adjust this according to your attitude and performance. Overall an equitable balance of power for a chastity slave.
Although I have not used the service myself, it does look well designed and maintained. So if you’re looking for a virtual key holder, why not give it a try and let me know how it goes. Better yet, let Mistress Cassandra set the options for you. I’m sure she will make your dreams of chastity come true.
Goaded on my Mistress Cassandra’s insistence that the Dreamlover 2000 be continuously available and at her disposal as a training incentive, I relentlessly pursued improvements which would enable me to sport this device 24/7. While my earlier attempts at attaching the Dreamlover were very effective at delivering her sinister electronic zap, they failed to be practical for long term wear. However, with a little ingenuity and help from the wonderful people at both Mature Metal and Dreamlover Labs I now have a customized cage that will fulfill my Mistress’s requirements.
A Metal Chastity Cock Lock is the Solution
A new male chastity device is about to hit the market – The DickCage. From the country that brought us the Swiss army knife and precision watches, Novamedia is about to unleash (or should I say leash) this new cock control hardware designed to limit a male’s sexual pleasure to those times when his keyholder permits. The two piece silicon base ring and tube construction promises to offer comfort, security and light weight. Testing of the DickCage has reportedly been performed by many chastity enthusiasts resulting in high scores in the discretion and aesthetics departments. So watch out, with this new model hitting the market soon, never have there been so many ways to cede control of your cock to the always clever Mistress Cassandra.
Everything as it Should Be . . .
Chapter 4 – Ms. V’s Rules
As I kissed and licked and tongued Ms. V to another gyrating orgasm, my cock felt painfully compressed as it tried to expand. When Cassandra and Ms. V dismounted my face, I looked down to see the metal cage had been fastened to my cock and balls.
I spoke in astonishment and a little anger, “Cassandra, what the Hell is that?”
Still recovering from my oral stimulus she said, “That is no way to speak to a Lady? Any more outbursts like that and I won’t release you hands.”
Still upset, I growled, “My Lady, what have you done to me?”
“What Have I done to you?” she echoed with sarcasm. “I’ve made sure you will keep your word and honor your agreements with me and Ms. V.” After releasing my hands, I examined the contraption affixed to me. A small, one-piece ring of steel tightly encircled my cock and balls. This, in turn, was attached with a small padlock to a metal tube enclosing my cock too small to permit an erection. The whole apparatus served to keep me from getting hard or obtaining and sexual relief regardless of the method.
“It’s called a chastity cage and you will be wearing it until I decide otherwise” she said with satisfaction.
“But Cassandra” I whimpered, “I really want to make love to you.”
“You just did” she smiled. “And you performed exceptionally. Not even Cleopatra had a servant that performed better than you. You were so very motivated to pleasuring me, I must thank you” as she gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Now go wash up, you have a lot of work to do today and you don’t want to keep Ms. V waiting, she doesn’t like that.” With that, my wife got dressed left me alone and naked… save for my new stainless steel prison.
As I walked to our bathroom, I pulled and tugged on my new cage. It held firm trapping my cock and balls in hardened steel. No amount of twisting or prodding seemed to release its grip. Once I reached the toilet, I was presented with a new challenge. How was I going to pee in this thing? The tube had a small hole in the end, but nothing I could aim with. I tried as best I could to point, but pee ended up going everywhere. Finally, I resigned myself to sit down and pee with my dick between my legs. Hearing the toilet flush, Cassandra called up to me from downstairs, “I guess you’ll be leaving the seat down from now on, right?” I chose not to reply, this was humiliating! Getting in the shower, I lathered up and scrubbed my skin as well as rubbing my sore muscles from being bound all night. In the previous days that week, I had followed Cassandra’s directive not to masturbate, but I did take pleasure in washing my cock. Perhaps giving it a few more rubs with my hand than really needed for sanitary purposes. Now, even that little guilty pleasure was denied. I soaped and rinsed the imprisoned region, the water tickling my sensitive manhood inside the tube only served to frustrate me more. Giving up, I turned off the water, dried, dressed and proceeded downstairs to face me wife turned captor.
“Took you long enough” she admonished with a snap. “Showers are for washing, not for enjoyment.”
“But I was…”
“No buts and no excuses” she said flatly. “From now on your showers will take no more than 5 minutes, understood?”
“Understood, my Lady”
“Very good; and about how you should address me, when in public stick with my Lady but when we are home, alone you should use Mistress.”
“Yes my La…, Yes Mistress”
“Better! Now who told you to get dressed?” she looked at me with a regal air.
“No one, Mistress”, I was starting to dislike this turn of events yet my cock struggled to salute her again.
“Take them off and return promptly.”
I took the clothes I had just put on back upstairs and return brandishing only my new steel vanquisher.
“Now kneel down here” she pointed to the floor before her seat “and listen. Ms. V has some rules for you to follow and you better do what she says if you ever want to get out of that chastity cage.” Slipping out of her shorts, Cassandra positioned Ms. V on the edge of her chair.
“Rule #1, when Ms. V gives you a command, you will obey without hesitation” she began.
“Rule #2, Ms. V is never wrong. You may not argue or challenge her decisions.”
“Rule #3, following a command, you will kiss and properly thank Ms. V when she is in full view.”
My wife paused and looked down at me expectantly. When I didn’t move, she cleared her throat in an obvious way indicating an action was required on my part.
Slowly putting two and two together, I moved forward on my knees and kissed her pussy, “Thank you Ms. V”
Momentarily satisfied, Cassandra continued, “Rule #4, unless you are otherwise restrained, you must always be on your knees when Ms. V is in full view.
“Thank you, Ms. V.” was my response, kissing Cassandra’s sex again.
“Rule #5, and this is very important, you may not, under any circumstances, orgasm unless in the presence of Ms. V.” Cassandra glared at me with one of those I damn well mean it expressions.
“Thank you, Ms. V.” followed by a kiss.
“Rule #6, you must always ask Ms. V’s permission to orgasm in the following manner: Would it please you for me to squirt Ms. V?”
Wincing a little at that phrase, I kissed and said “Thank you, Ms. V.”
“Rule #7, to address Ms V, you must first ask permission in the following manner: Would Ms. V please indulge her servant?
“Thank you, Ms. V” with another kiss.
With that, Cassandra stood up, pulled down her shorts, brushed past me and continued as if nothing put of the ordinary had happened. I was astonished in the quick change of attitude. She busied herself in the paperwork she keeps for household chores and grocery lists. Not knowing what else to do, I stood up stiffly and went for my first cup of coffee of the morning. My cock was still testing the limits of the cage, so I thought I’d brave a question of my wife turned hellcat.
“Mistress, when will you remove this cage?”
Glancing briefly at me, she said “You’d have to ask Ms. V.”
Remembering the ordeal I just endured, I spoke the required words “Would Ms. V please indulge her servant?”
This time, without looking up, Cassandra said firmly, “No.”
Last weekend my supercharged Mistress Cassandra toyed with me using the Dreamlover connected to the Humber. For 35 minutes I was forced to remain on all fours as she randomly sent commands and electric torments to my balls from her male management console while viewing my reactions on webcam. It was an intense training session to be sure. Oh, and I was denied.
This weekend, I was instructed to wire myself to the Dreamlover in preparation for, as of yet, unknown remote persuasion at her inspiring hand. I have modified the DL connation so that it no longer requires the elastic conductive strap to be used with my metal chastity cage. The first electrode is still connected to the TENS pad, but the second is now attached to the metal cage itself. The resulting infamous Dreamlover pulse is now even more intense while still using the default settings. They are strong enough that it takes real mental effort to overcome the physical aversion when pushing the “summon” switch. However, I am now wired into the nexus and Mistress Cassandra can invoke any command she chooses at any time. As the song says, The waiting is the hardest part…
In my first posting on using the Dreamlover 2000 with the Watchful Mistress, I promised that there would be additional details. So to fulfill that promise (as a good submissive must always do) I’m pleased to report a very viable solution. This solution is a combination of the two techniques I had previously presented; elastic electro bands and TENS pads. Connecting the first electrode to a band stretched around the balls yields a good and reliable electrical connection isolated from the metal device. The TENS pads for testicular connections had a tendency to become unstuck due to physical movement where the band “hangs in there”. For the second electrode, a TENS pad positioned inside the chastity device, adhered to the top of the penis, will remain fixed in place due to close proximity to the sheath. The elastic band was impractical due to its size, fastener and connector. Thus, using the combination achieves reliable connections that can “go the distance” day or night. My apologies to you guys in metal that were anxious to avoid a Dreamlover 2000. However, my service to Mistress Cassandra’s commands and desires must come first.
As I was writing this entry, Mistress Cassandra just “remotely managed” me. I can assure you that the connections described above achieve excellent connection to the Dreamlover 2000. Even using the default settings for the pulse times, the MEDIUM pulse had me on my knees wishing I could beg her for leniency.