Grinning like a Cheshire Cat on Antidepressants
Even though it's listed for women and being a 5,9", slim male, my fiancé/Goddess bought this for me and has made me wear it on a couple of occasions. It would probably have been more, but since we own a fair bit of bondage stuff this had to wait its turn. And boy was I ultimately so glad when that turn (and I!) finally came.
Although excited beyond belief, I was initially wary because I wasn't sure if it could contain me to Her satisfaction (we have in the past bought - and been let down by - bondage products that aren't up to our style of play and sadly break, and as Her butt-slut, Her property and Her slave I *love* to be restrained in the knowledge that I cannot escape - no matter how much I struggle to - especially during Her often enduring punishments).
So - a little unsure of whether this would indeed do the job - I was thrilled when She gave me 'that' look; and told me sternly to go and fetch it (plus my cock cage and ball-gag/head harness for good measure). She already had Her favourite whip, one of Her crops and a selection of other (shall we say intrusive!) toys at the ready, so I knew I was in for a punishing and exhilarating evening.
I just didn't want the restraint aspect to let me down and kill the mood. But I really needn't have worried (in any case my whimpering about it was very quickly and effectively silenced anyway!).
I have to say that the feel of this against my skin as I slipped into it - and She secured my arms behind me - was pure ecstasy. It was tight, but felt silky and soft inside. After fixing a chain to the neck loop, She pulled me aggressively to my feet (I adore when She forcefully does this, so this is a really useful and sturdy additional feature!) and commanded me to stand by the mirror and look at my pathetic self as She stood behind me brandishing Her whip. The appearance of me, gagged tightly, drooling with an excitedly scared but thrilled look on my face sent my (by now) caged cock into hyperbulge. The way my by now erect nipples appeared through the apertures in the breast section only added to the lush look and feel of this.
Just as I began to admire myself a little too much, however, She let me know my place; and after a few lashes I was back on my knees; and soon following Her obediently back to where She would spend the evening in comfort, and where I would kneel obediently and silently beside Her. By now a butt-plug was in too, so She had me exactly where and how She wanted me. Bliss.
Without wanting to go into too much detail, I spent the next few hours of the evening securely restrained in this on Her lead, while She enjoyed her evening at Her leisure; of course taking intermittent but frequent opportunities to punish and chastise me in various ways. The straight jacket held firm throughout, and I am so glad that it did. I hate to let Her down, and I just adore the punishments and torment She inflicts upon me.
Eventually She lamented slightly, and allowed me to lay down and sleep (still wearing this though, plus my cage, harness gag and by now slightly easier-fitting butt plug). I had spent the evening bulging as it was, especially during my punishments, and as I slowly drifted off to sleep (with a gagged smile on my face so huge that The Cheshire Cat on antidepressants doesn't even come close) I didn't care about the many marks, soreness and redness on my arse/legs/back; nor the feeling of having been sternly and unrelentingly anally punished by Her.
It's not unfair to say that my dreams that night were sweeter than ever, and I was still not going anywhere!
When I was finally awoken in the middle of the night by a sharp pull on my chain, I was astounded as I knelt groggily before Her to feel my cage finally being removed... how lucky am I, I thought. Let's just say that what followed as she teased me to orgasm with her feet would rival an army of firefighters tackling an inferno, or perhaps that joke I once heard about an elephant at the window. It had been quite a while since I had ejaculated so hard after such amazing few hours of play, and to this day She reminds me that she's never seen quite such a huge amount of joy on my face (plus something else we won't go into!). The cleanup operations would probably make many an investor lament that earlier in the day they hadn't lumped big on Kleenex shares.
And suffice to say, the lovemaking that usually follows our periods of play was just as mindblowing as always, if not more so.
So all in all... yes I recommend this product, and can't wait for another, similar evening! If you aren't sure, just go for it. I promise you won't be disappointed because I most definitely wasn't. And, I hope, neither was She.