Wednesday, July 2nd, 1997
I telephoned Bill Jones on Friday, June 27th. Bill was as polite as ever but told me that the belt had already been mailed and that I should receive it by the following Monday. (Bill is a pretty good guy. I've already called him to say "thanks"...)
Sure enough, on Monday, June 20th, just past noon I received a telephone call from the wife of the folks who own and operate the mail drop which I use for conducted anything other than e-mail over the Internet. She said I had a box which she had just signed for from the U. S. Postal Service.
The rest of my afternoon seemed to move in slow motion, but eventually the work day ended. I drove to the mail drop and sat and pleasantly chatted with both the man and woman. Neither asked me what was in the box and I didn't volunteer any information.
While there, I took some measurements. The box was a standard U. S. Postal Service overnight delivery "priority handling" box. It was a mostly flat box, 15-1/2 inches side to side (left to right as you look at the box), 13 inches top to bottom and 3-1/4 inches in depth (thickness). The unopened, unsealed box weighed 3 pounds. It cost $8.60 in postage, insurance and return receipt fees (so the $10.00 which Bill charges seems entirely reasonable). The postmark was 6/27/97 from Vero Beach, Florida. I received it on 6/30/97. The return address was a gummed label such as can be purchased from one of those places that print 1,000 labels for $3.95. The address to myself was hand printed in black ink with block lettering.
When I got home and opened the box, I carefully laid everything out, then wiped everything with a old, clean undershirt. The box was stuffed with eight pages from the 6/27/97 edition of the Press Journal newspaper (presumably, the local fish wrap in Vero Beach, Florida). The belt itself was in two clear plastic ZipLock brand storage bags, one a sandwich size bag and the other a very large bag. The smaller bag held the penis sheath and one of the two locks. The smaller bag was in the larger bag. The larger bag held the waist band, the two doubled backside chains, the abdomen (front) shield and the other lock, which held the waistband shut. Both locks came with two keys (total of four keys). All four keys operate both locks. All four keys operated easily in the locks.
Without putting the belt on, I assembled it, holding it up and looking it over, comparing what I was holding to the images on the pages I had downloaded and printed out from your web site. I had not ordered a rear shield, so there was nothing of that nature included.
There was only one way to determine how it would fit. I made sure the blinds had been pulled down, then I undressed. I had the disassembled belt in parts lying on the bed in front of me.
First the penis sheath. It was heavy. I attempted to stuff myself into the sheath. No luck. I wetted the sheath by holding it under the tap in the bathroom sink, then retried. Still no luck. Then I remembered what I did to keep my cardboard tube from falling off. I got a piece of scotch tape approximately 6 inches long, put about one inch of each end of the tape on either side of my penis, flattened the other 4 inches, and fed the tape through the sheath. I held the sheath with one hand and gently but firmly pulled the tape with my other hand. The combination of the water and the tape worked. My penis slid right through the sheath. I pulled the tape until the head of my penis came out the other end of the sheath. I then grasped the head and pulled off the tape. I let go of the sheath. It stayed on.
I then put the waist belt on. I didn't realize it at first, but I had put the belt on too low on my body. It easily fit, but seemed very loose. I silently cursed myself for all my running and working out. I was afraid my belt would not fit properly because I had lost too much weight between my final measuring and the belt arriving (even though the elapsed period was only a month). I pulled up the front shield, aligned everything and locked the two locks. I was in. I was actually wearing it. Nothing happened. I didn't get an erection. No phones rang. The doorbell didn't chime. Still, it was, for me, an eventful moment.
The front shield has four holes for different vertical placement of the penis sheath. I tried all four holes. All seemed about the same. I locked myself in the lowermost of the four holes. I then put my clothes back on.
I left the loosely fitting belt on for just over an hour. While wearing it, I had absolutely no trouble whatsoever in reaching under the front shield and touching myself. The back side chains rattled and clinked as I moved about. I also experienced aching back pain, especially in the general vicinity of my left kidney.
The first places outside my house that I wore the belt were to the condo dumpster and to the mailbox room. I passed several people, both men and women, adult and children. No one took a double take, so the belt must have been completely invisible. I could hear the sounds of the back side chains and thought they (the sounds) were as loud as a fire engine's alarm but, other than myself, no seemed to notice the sounds. Thank goodness.
After the hour, I decided to take off the belt and that was when I had my first moments of panic. The lower lock unlocked and easily came off it's post. The upper (waist band) lock easily unlocked but would not pull apart! I tugged. I pulled. I jiggled. Nothing. I cursed. Still nothing. I got a screwdriver and tried to pry open the shackle. No luck. I eventually found success with a pair of locking vise grips. I locked the jaws on to the lock and pulled. The lock popped open. I took off the belt, sighing with relief! Whew....that was close!
I tested the lock several times. The clearance between the back of the lock post "button" and the shackle is so close that it was sticking. I promptly squirted some WD-40 on the affected area. Since then, there have been no stickiness problems.
Later Monday evening (after my daily run) I put the belt back on. Immediately the ache in my lower back returned. I chalked it up to getting accustomed to the belt. (During one of our telephone conversations, Bill had told me that the belt, unlike a pair of shoes, did not "conform" to your body. While you "break in" a pair of shoes, the belt was steel and did not "conform" to anything. Your body has to "break itself" to fit the belt.)
Since I had "trained" with my tie-wraps and shoelaces "belt," I was prepared for having to sit to use the toilet. Still, I found that my urine hit the bottom of the front shield, which necessitated using some toilet tissue to dry the area. I found that going to the bathroom is no longer a quick trip for me, but instead requires being careful not to scrap the seat with the back side chains; not to catch the lower lock on the front of the seat; and using plenty of toilet tissue when previously all it took was a few shakes.
It seems to me that with the technological advances we as humans have made that something could be done about something as basic as this!
For all you women out there who may be reading this: How can you stand to do this all your lives?
I slept with the belt on that night, but woke up around 4:00am. The pain in my lower back was killing me! I unlocked and took off the belt.
The belt didn't go back on until Tuesday afternoon (again, after my run). This time, I put the belt on much higher on my body (where it is supposed to go). It fit quite snugly. Not too tight - not too loose. The penis sheath was no problem. I retried the four holes for different placement of the penis sheath. I found that the uppermost hole was the easiest fit and that using the two lowest holes caused my scrotum skin to be pinched (ouch!) between the bottom of the penis sheath and the front shield. Up came the front shield. Again, a very snug - but not uncomfortable - fit. The locks were fitted and snapped shut. The back side chains were also snug against my skin. I walked around. No pinching. No lower back pain. I left the belt on the remainder of the evening with no difficulties whatsoever. At times it seemed I even forgot I was wearing it. It was that comfortable. I **did** find, however, that bending over, twisting around or similar activity promptly brought back the reality that I was locked into steel underwear. Going to the bathroom was a repeat of Monday's experiences.
Tuesday's out of the house adventures took me to the grocery store. The store has a security feature at it's entrance (sort of what libraries use so people can't walk out with books without checking them out). In the store's case, it is to prevent people from bringing in guns and holding the place up. I was initially concerned that my belt would set off the alarm. It didn't. Again, other than my paranoia about everybody I passed noticing the belt, nothing, absolutely nothing, happened. It was a completely uneventful trip to the store.
I found that sitting (anywhere: in my car, on the living room couch, on the toilet) requires some practice in order not to poke myself in the ribs or midsection as the waist band digs in. It'll take some practice, but doesn't look like anything I'll have any trouble mastering.
No pinching to report.
I tried sleeping with the belt on, but found when I laid on my side that the belt dug deeply into my side and the backside chain slipped into the cleft of my rear end. Uncomfortable. Again I unlocked and took the belt off, then slept soundly.
While wearing the belt, I have had absolutely, positively no erections, or even anything close to an erection. I would rate the belt as extremely effective at keeping normal male responsiveness to erotic stimuli wholly suppressed.
Today is Wednesday, July 2nd. I'm at work as I type these words (it's a VERY slow week), and am wearing the belt. So far, zero problems. Tonight I try running and showering while wearing the belt. I'll keep you abreast of details as they occur.
For now, I'm "in" and enjoying life! Thanks for all your advice, input, suggestions, patience and wonderful web site. Keep it up. I'm proud to say I'm one of "us"!!!
JC
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