I recently acquired a chastity belt and as much as i have always loved being denied, the belt has been a gamechanger.

I’ve been wearing it for hours now and it has me soooo worked up. Not desperate to rub my clit or fill my cunt, but desperate to be objectified and used. My mind is fuzzy and and full of cravings, and every last one of them revolves around serving my Owner and giving every ounce of my autonomy and dignity over to Him for Him to grind to dust under His heel.

If you asked me right now if I’m ready to give up my cunt forever, there would be one thing that would give me pause - fisting. And more specifically, a plan my Owner has to fist my cunt until it’s loose enough to shove a fleshlight in, and fuck it. All the intensity of being stretched and stuffed, just to make my cunt into a caricature of itself. SO fucked, and yet denied the deep joy of actually feeling His cock. If my cunt is to be acknowledged at all, it should be for something as degrading as this.

I think the belt might be good for me.