Poor Gumbi.

He met with me to talk about donating some kinky toys and furniture his partner and he were looking to rehome. We were chatting in front of a coffee shop last July about the items, and our common kinky friends when someone text Me to say they had a chastity emergency. They were locked in The Cellmate, but a teste had slipped out and could they please oh please have 5 minutes out to correct that.

I told Gumbi to hold that thought while I attended to this little matter. But unfortunately that left Gumbi alone with his thoughts, feeling the weight of his own key in his pocket. His partner had put him in there some weeks before, but he carried his own key “just in case” and it was the only key.

Personally, I think it would have been much safer at home, with his partner, but live and learn Gumbi. Live and learn.

After I relocked My Cellmate, Gumbi confessed that he too was wearing a chastity cage. Not just any cage, but a custom Lori made for life long containment. He pulled an envelope out of his pocket, ripped it open and dumped the tiny key in his hand to show it to me. It was one of the last times he held it. It’s been 234 days. After it hung on My wall for much of that I had to give it back to his partner for a bit for personal reasons, but now, it’s locked safely in the ChronoVault. The timer was set for 6 months, but who knows where it will end. I could end it much sooner… or extend it indefinitely.

If you are curious, I will be demoing O/our set up at FemDom Bootcamp: Chastity on April 8th.