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Hoping she forgives me Looks like I might be off here for awhile. Talking with this NICE WOMAN today. She’s the one who has the key to the spiked chastity cage currently locked between my legs. She invited me to come visit her. She will have a one way ticket waiting for me at the airport in a couple days. Pack an overnight bag she said. And don’t forget your passport. She will text me the time and airline the night before. Be there a few extra hours early she said. You might need to be stripped searched again by TSA. She is correct. Last time I flew domestic, I had to be screened in the backroom by security. My metal chastity cage set off the alarm. So after some discussion, they took me back for extra patdown. Now that she mentioned my passport. Think I’ll add and additional two hours plus. If the passport means international flight. I have never been through international security with a metal cage between my legs before. She has some folks she wants to me meet. I asked who and she said just be here or else I will have to continue wearing the spiked cage for an additional 6 months. I have worn it nearly two months already. I told her. I’ll be there. Whatever you want I said. I’ll do anything. Please, please unlock me I begged. If I agreed to her terms, I am to post this here. If she reads it. She will book the flight. If not. She said she will melt the key and I will live in that cage for the rest of my life. She gave me 30 minutes to post my reply. Yes Mistress. Doing as I was told. Please forgive me. I await your text. |
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It’s time. Time for me to get a ride to the airport. Time to board an airplane to the unknown. I pack an overnight bag. Bringing a t-shirt and pants. A dress polo shirt and slacks. A suit and tie. I also decided to pack female lingerie. Bra, panties, stockings with my high heel stilettos. I have no idea where I am going. No idea how to dress. I hope what I am bringing to wear will be acceptable. I have no idea where I am going. All I have been told now is I will be out of the country. So am I heading North or South. East or West. Will it be cold or warm. These are things I will learn when I get to the airport, and not before. I I am being allowed to wear dark clothes on this plane ride. I am grateful. It is hard enough to have to wear a black bra, black panties, black camisole, black garter belt and black fishnet stockings. Under my clothes. I still recall when I was made to wear a thin white t-shirt over these same pieces of black feminine lingerie I still have a spiked METAL chastity cage locked between my legs. If they take in the back again, at the airport. And do another strip search to find out why the metal detector keeps registering something between my legs. If they make me disrobe in the back. It will be impossible to hide the feminine lingerie I am wearing under my clothes. Just so you know, they watch you as you get undressed in front of them. So where I am flying to. How many connections will it take. And how long will I be gone? I hope the Lady who holds the only key to this cage between my legs will be where ever I am going. And I hope she has the key with her. I have been in spiked chastity cages before. Some males might be able to handle them. Not me. The longest I think I was ever in a spiked cage was maybe two WEEKS. This one has been locked between my legs for nearly two MONTHS. I have cried, screamed, fallen to my knees and doubled over in pain. I have said it in private. And for the keyholder of the spiked cage and to my other keyholder. As they will read it here, I publicly declare I will do anything, anything, ANYTHING to get this spiked cage unlocked and removed. Now time to try and get some sleep. I have an early morning flight to catch. And I have to be there extra early in case TSA pulls me aside, because of the metal detector alarms. I hope to not be escorted to the back for a search of my bag and another full body strip search. Last time the extra search made me miss my flight. All I can think about right now is humbling myself, before my keyholder, and begging forgiveness. [image]
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so, did she??
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so, did she?? I am a pain slut. Took me years of play to become this but she took e way, way WAY PAST my comfort zone. I was crying many times before she called me back. I'm not wearing it now and hope I never wear a spiked cage again.
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