No session last night. But I awoke around 12:30 AM with a stiff one. I decided to wear my XO “chastity cup” —- and that got me thinking…..
The “chastity cups” I wear could be interpreted as a piece of erotic fetishism. Yes, they cradle and caress my manly “package” with authority: they could be considered to be ultra-sexy. However, in reality, in my case, they are nothing more than a means to an end. That is, they prevent me from enjoying the pleasures of male masturbation. Do I need this? I believe I do. Without it, I am prone to my wandering hands’ eagerness for pleasure and gratification. And an erection within the cup only adds to the temptation.
Just relaxing into the satisfying feeling of chastity is rewarding enough for me. If I can keep my head where it belongs, I can endure the reality of night-time erections (NPTs). But the added pressure of a testosterone boost (I am now again in Day 7 of SR) does take my “chastity game” to a new dimension! It’s like trying to ignore an itch—-it needs to be scratched! The same way with a sexual urge. It can be ignored, but only up to a point. Eventually, that itch just has to be scratched! What is my sexual “strength” to ignore the itch? I am tested almost daily!
The subconscious mind stores everything you ever did in life. Here is a definition: