Skinny bi generally masc in my day life, albeit soft and submissive in personal relationships. I recently moved to Florida and decided to go back to college, while I work with marijuana in the meantime. I'm a nerdy computer geek with a lot of anxiety and even more kinky fantasies. I'd love to find someone local but understand the odds of the right person also being close is a dream.

I've always been submissive, being told exactly how to make someone happy turns me on more than anything. The only thing that comes close is when someone plays with my ass. The feeling of someone stretching you open and just melting at their touch. Then I found a new excitement when a girlfriend left a pair of her panties at my place and they "vanished". Something about a tight pair of panties spreading my ass and attempting to contain my ever growing erection was so enticing. After years, with a few peaks but no action towards my next kink; I finally took the step. The other day I bought my first chastity cage (Locked in lust, Vice min v2).

I was so excited to finally have a cage, I wore it the rest of the day but took it off to go to sleep. The next morning I woke up and was excited to get back in my cage and wore it while I did my homework for the week. I was having a blast, ended up finishing the night drinking while playing with my locked clit. The next morning I awoke hung-over, locked, and running late for work. I franticly searched for my keys; hoping I could get out of my cage, changed, and rush to work in time. None of the clothes I wore yesterday have a key in the pocket.... "Fuck". Now panicking I throw on some clean clothes and start grabbing my stuff, "Where are my keys... probably on the desk.". I rush out, handfuls of miscellaneous items, "Fuck...". I finally realize, I can either search for my keys or get to work on time.

When I finally got home, having been locked all day, I found my keys almost immediately. For some reason tho I no longer had a desire to unlock my cage. Now I can't stop thinking about having someone actually in control of my keys. Even thinking about combing my cage with any of my other toys is making me crazy. I can't stop thinking about someone feminizing me and turning me into a perfect little sissy.