Expectations versus reality. Things don’t always go like you think they will. Like, pretty much never.
This is what I’m thinking about today after receiving an update from the postal service advising me the package containing my chastity device arrived at my local post office at 5:43 a.m. this morning. That means if all goes according to plan, it should be delivered tomorrow in the afternoon mail. Shit is about to get real.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m still eager to experience this. But, given the whole expectations versus reality thing, I admit to feeling a little anxious. It’s not only a matter of what it will be like to be locked up for the first time, and all that entails, but also a matter of interacting with Lady Jayne, my soon to be key holder. I’m sure she has expectations too, though at least up until now, she has only outlined them in the broadest of terms. Did I mention I’m feeling a bit anxious?
There are plenty of things that could go wrong, you know. Like Murphy said. “Anything that can go wrong will go wrong.” For one thing, I’m obsessing a little over the base ring size I selected. I tried measuring first, using the instructions from one of the custom manufacturer’s websites. But, I kept coming up with different results. Finally, I decided to try the Goldilocks method. I ordered a really cheap (made in China) device off Amazon that came with three different sized base rings—1.50 inches, 1.75 inches, 2.00 inches.
I tried the 1.50 inch ring first, but it was too small. With a lot of effort, I did manage to get both testicles inside, but no matter how hard I huffed and puffed, I couldn’t get my flaccid penis inside with them. It was just as well since before I gave up my balls were already taking on an unfamiliar hue.
Next, I tried the 2.00 inch ring even though I expected it would prove too large. Sure enough, it was. It was comfortable and easy to get on, but all the advice I’d read on choosing base ring size adamantly suggests choosing the smallest you can get on and wear comfortably without any circulation issues.
Finally, I tried the 1.75. “Ahhh, just right,” I sighed. At least I hope so. It felt a bit on the tight side and did take some work to get on, but I wore it for an hour and my junk retained its normal color. I didn’t try wearing the device itself because it’s ugly and weighs a ton. I only ordered it because it provided a way to get a variety of base ring sizes on the cheap to experiment with. So, that is how I determined the ring size to order for the device I’m expecting in the post tomorrow. But, what if 1.75 inches isn’t the right size? Maybe it felt fine after wearing it for an hour. How will it feel after 24 hours, 72 hours, or longer?
After reading first-timer accounts by other guys on the web, I suppose the thing I’m most worried about is the dreaded nocturnal erections. How will I deal with that? Some described them as incredibly painful. Will my sleep suffer while caged? Not to mention all the other things that could go wrong.
What if the tube chafes the skin of my penis? What if the chafing creates patches of raw, irritated, sensitive skin, which then becomes a breeding ground for infection? I have a fairly high pain threshold. I am confident I can handle whatever minor discomfort the cage throws at me. But, a raw, irritated, infected Johnson? Wait. Obviously, I’m not gonna want to fucking deal with that.
It’s a lot to think about, to worry about, to obsess about when you’re facing something new and for which you have no frame of reference. Sure, in his first inaugural address, Franklin D. Roosevelt said, “There is nothing to fear but fear itself.” But, I kind of doubt he ever had a chastity cage locked on his penis. Chastity devices weren’t really a thing back then. Were they?
At this point, I can only hope I chose my first device wisely, that the fit will at least be satisfactory, and that I’m able to observe proper hygiene so I don’t run into any unforeseen problems due to bacteria and/or small, unnoticed injuries.
One can only hope. In this instance of expectations versus reality, maybe things will go the way I hope they will.