Comfortable touch

Some people who don’t play in chastity won’t understand it, but there’s a definite comfort in being in chastity. I felt very close to Mistress last night and this morning had a very hard time letting her leave for work. It was sad to see her leave. And I’m not some kind of really needy submissive (well, unless you’ve been beating me for a long time, I might get a little needy for some aftercare, but I digress).

Locked up cock

So, I was missing her and really wanted to just lie in bed with her all day and have her hand on my cock and balls, like we do when we sleep together at times. So, after the shower, after my wrist collar was put on, I put on the chastity device. My cock and balls sliding into the a-ring, a little hand cream in the tube helped it slide onto my hardening cock. I found a lock and key pair in her jewelry space and “click” went the lock by itself, without her there, but nonetheless, left me feeling with the comfort of her hand around me, clutching me, all… day… long. Of course, it’s only two hours into my day, but I do feel better and more comforted in chastity when we’re apart.

She sometimes likes it when I self-lock, as the chastity is often something she does for me (my opinion, perhaps I’m wrong!) because I like it. But she loves seeing my cock swell and harden and pulse under her touch. And I enjoy that too, very much. But this day, I just needed her near.. and this is the closest I can get before one of us hits the lottery of becomes independently wealthy in some other manner.

The comfort of our kink

There is definitely something to be said for the comfort within a kinky relationship.

I remain confident in several things.

I will come home, turn the heat up, strip and put on my collar. Because that’s what she expects. It’s a bonus that it’s what I enjoy.

I will expect to receive punishment for my failing to put away her clothes this morning. Some of these routine items I am still getting used to. I cannot be perfect and while I strive for it, I’m not able to achieve it all the time. (Really, she sometimes has to nit pick deep to find failures – this makes me smile).

I know that, despite any punishment, despite any treatment, despite the fact that I might even have to spend the night on the floor, she will welcome me back to the bed. She will miss me not being in the bed. She would rather I be in the bed.

 

So…

 

Despite the shitty facebook posts from people who have opinions I cannot reconcile…
Despite work being busier than I can reasonably handle…
Despite work deadlines slipping to months delayed (not completely my fault)…
Despite family pressures that hurt me because I feel so entirely helpless and 2100 miles away (that’s the length of the Appalachian Trail, you know!)…
Despite shitty weather…
Despite frustrations with my volunteering efforts…

I can rely on the above positive things in my relationship with my Mistress.

I can expect her to blister my ass and make me suffer tonight. I failed in my regular duties and deserve punishment. I can expect her to love me and hold me if I cry. I can expect that my skin will be tended to should it break. And I can expect the consistency of being the one to take care of the kitchen in the morning despite tonight’s punishments.

I can count on my Mistress to love me, even if she hurts me. I can expect her to hold me when I whimper and cry. I can expect her to hold me to high standards. And I can absolutely count on her to love me, regardless of any of the crap that life has beating on me. I love serving her and loving her. I am happy to be her toy and slave.

And that’s worth so very much. When the rest is falling apart, I have something consistent to fall back on.