Masturbation Cure

Since it is Valentines day, Mistress has instructed me to write about how we have come to be together.

It all began about 2-1/2 years ago, when I had recently become single and was cruising the web in an effort to find a new girlfriend, or a woman that was open to having a sexual relationship.

One of the woman I was dialoging with lived in my area, and we quickly began talking on the phone instead of online. The primary topic that was of interest to her was whether or not I masturbated. She was interested in how often I did it, how I did it and who and what I fantasized about when I did it.

This was kind of an awkward topic for me to talk about at first, but as I did talk about it, I began to notice that it really got her excited. I could hear it in her voice, and she would also tell me how aroused this talk was making her.

As I said, this was rather awkward for me to talk about at first, but it did excite her. Also, at the time I felt that since I had met her on the web and we hadn’t offered much personal information about each other, this was a fairly anonymous situation. If I offered too much and felt embarrassed, I could just turn my back on the whole thing and be done with it.

As my confidence in discussing this topic grew, she began to inquire about how my masturbation made me feel emotionally. Did I ever feel guilty about it? Did I ever wish I could cut back on it if I needed or wanted to? Did I ever wish that I could save my sexual energy for my partner?

Until she had asked me these things, I had never really thought about it. But as she brought these things up, I began to realize that I did have a sense of shame about my habit of masturbation. We discussed that upon reflection, I did feel as though I were addicted to it, and that I don’t think that I could stop doing it or cut down even if I really wanted to.

As it was, I would masturbate at least once daily, often twice. Sometimes, if something had me aroused, I would masturbate 3 or 4 times a day. Only on rare occasions would I ever skip a day of masturbation, and this only when I was too busy, tired or sick to feel up to masturbating. On those occasions, I was so aroused on the second day, that my erections were firmer, my fantasies were more vivid and exciting and I would reach orgasm with greater efficiency and power.

She asked me how it felt on the second day up until the point of masturbation. Was it uncomfortable? Did it feel good to feel that aroused? Was it painful or unpleasant?

I told her that it was deliciously frustrating. It was uncomfortable, but it actually did feel good. The term I used to describe the feeling was a sense of "deeper sexual awareness".

As these conversations took place, she would tell me how aroused it made her to hear about these things. She would tell me that she was touching herself, and on many of the conversations I would hear her orgasm. This was wonderful. It felt wonderful to be talking with someone who was so interested in and aroused by something that I had to say.

During these conversations, she would ask me if I were touching myself, and I would tell her that I was. She would ask me not too. She would ask me to wait until after our conversation were finished, so that I might possibly get into and stay in that zone of "deeper sexual awareness".

Since this was getting very interesting and exciting, I decided to give it a try. Sure enough, it did increase my sexual awareness when I made an effort to not touch myself during our conversations!

I would become deeply aroused, and it felt wonderful just to be in that state. Sometimes we would talk for several hours at a time, and I would be in the "zone" the entire time! It really was an amazing feeling. In some ways, it was more exciting to feel this way than it was to quickly reach an orgasm only to have my sexual energy crash afterward.

As we explored this new "awareness", we found that we were both enjoying it very much, and this was a sexually viable area for both of us. Before long, she would ask me not to masturbate after our conversation, and to contain my seed until our conversation the next day. Perhaps, it might keep her on my mind and keep me in a deeper state of sexual awareness for a longer period of time. Since I was enjoying this immensely, I was open to trying it.

Sure enough when we spoke the next day, I was more aroused than I had ever been in my life. I told her so, and that she was on my mind in a very powerful and sexy way the whole time. She was very excited to hear this, and it was during this conversation that I expressed an interest in meeting her in person. She was quiet for a moment, and I asked her if she was alright. I asked her if I had crossed the line in asking her that.

She replied that I hadn’t crossed the line, she had just needed a moment to assess how she felt. She told me that she thought she might be interested in meeting me in person, but that she would feel more comfortable if we got to know each other a little better first. "In this day and age, it’s best to play it safe", she said.... It told her that I understood, and that the way we were going was fine.

She was very happy that I understood, and appreciated that I was willing to work with her. In fact during this particular conversation, she reached orgasm twice, as we talked about how incredibly aroused I was having held my orgasm for her. She told me that she was very proud of me, and she wondered if I might be able to save my seed for her again going into a second day without orgasm.

I told her that I wasn’t sure because I was so aroused, but that I would like to try. She really wanted me to try. She told me how much it would mean to her if I would do that for her, and that she would be really disappointed if I were to masturbate. She really enjoyed this and she wanted me to try and stay in the zone just a little while longer. She said that this really turned her on, and that it made her think about me constantly and kept her aroused to know that I was in the zone for her.

Well, that was all the encouragement I needed. I told her that I would go for another day for her. She said she was pleased. She asked me if I could make a commitment to that effect. I told her that the idea of that excited me, but I would not want to make a commitment that I could not keep. She said that she understood, but that it would really mean a lot to her if I could make that commitment and keep that commitment.

Of course I agreed. She asked me to express the commitment to her verbally. "I will commit to refrain from masturbating for another day", I said. She thanked me and asked me if I might word that better and she offered some input. To make a long negotiation short, we both decided upon the following commitment. "I will remain in the zone for my sexy partner until the next time we speak. During this time I will not masturbate or orgasm. I will only touch my genitals to clean them and while using the toilet." She asked me to write this out and to email my commitment to her.

Well, the next day, I received an email from her that something had come up. She had a family emergency. It wasn’t life threatening, but it was something that she had to take care of. She wouldn’t be able to talk with me today, but she would contact me in a day or two to pick up where we left off. She also mentioned that she would be especially grateful if I would still honor my commitment to her.

At that point, I decided that I would do my best to honor my commitment. After 2 days, I really was in the zone. I would take a lot of self control to do this, but it was something I really wanted to do. It felt wonderful to be in the zone and fantasizing about her. I was constantly aroused, and she was constantly in my thoughts and fantasies.

It was hard getting to sleep that night because my erection just couldn’t be ignored. Eventually I drifted off to sleep. The next morning, I wished with all of my might that she would contact me today so that I might get some relief. I really wasn’t sure I could do this for another day. 3 days without an orgasm was a personal record.

Well, I hadn’t heard from her all day, and as I got into bed that evening I knew that this was going to be a long night. I summoned every ounce of willpower that lay within me, but I guess it wasn’t enough. I gave in and masturbated.

I felt so disappointed and ashamed. I was almost panicked as to what I was going to tell her. Hell, I could lie and pretend that I hadn’t had an orgasm. But what if she sensed that I wasn’t in the zone? Would she be disappointed? Hurt? Angry?

I was lying in bed the next morning having this internal debate when the phone rang. It was her. I asked her how she was and how everything was going. She said that she was fine, and that everything had been taken care of. I told her that I was glad to hear it.

She asked me how I was. I said I was fine. "Fine?" I said yes, kind of. Then I told her that I was really disappointed and that I was just now thinking about how I was going to tell her that in spite of my best efforts, I failed to honor my commitment. I apologized profusely and told her that I would understand if she was upset or mad. I told her about how it had happened and how I had really tried, but that after 3 days, I just couldn’t help myself. The flesh is weak.

She told me that she did understand, but that she was very disappointed. She was very much looking forward to finding me in the zone and having that be a special experience for both of us.

After discussing it for a while, she asked me if I would be willing to work on this for her. She said that if we were ever to meet in person, that I would have to be able to have a lot more self control than this. She said that this was really turning her on, and that she wanted this to be an ongoing part of our relationship.

She also asked me if I were interested in cutting back on my masturbation for her and for myself. I told her that I was, but that I was unsure if I had enough self control to be consistent at it for very long. These are powerful urges.

She agreed, and she said that from what she had read, in the same way that the body adapts to daily masturbation, it can also adapt to going with out orgasm for long periods of time. From what she had read, the first few weeks of adjustment are very difficult, but that the body is able to adjust and be comfortable with it.

Then she gave me an ultimatum of sorts. She told me that she was very interested in me and in continuing this relationship. I told her that the feeling was very much mutual.

She was glad to hear that, but if we were to continue, she would need to know that I was committed to working on this both for her and for me. She said that if I was unwilling or felt that I was unable that she would understand, but that she would be unable to continue in the relationship.

I told her that I understood, and that I had very much enjoyed being in the zone with her. I was open to working on this, but I had doubts about my will power and self discipline. I didn’t think that I could do it alone.

She said that she understood. She also told me that there are techniques and practices that can help me to master this. She asked me if I would be open to exploring these techniques and practices if she would be there helping and supporting me. I told her that I would be honored to explore this with her and to work on this for her, for us and for me.

She was delighted. She emailed me information about Tantra. Tantra is a spiritual outlook on love and sex that features techniques that help the man control orgasm. Often in Tantric practice, the man doesn’t orgasm at all. In Tantra, the man learns to enjoy the feeling of being aroused more than the feeling of orgasm itself. This had possibilities, and this could prove beneficial for both of us.

The next day, I received a package in the mail. The package had a letter attached to the outside, and the envelope said to read the letter first. I opened the letter and I was very aroused by what I read. The letter said that she had purchased a chastity device to help me with my masturbation. She said that it was designed to be comfortable for long term use, and that if I were open to wearing it, it could be worn without being locked during the time it took me to get accustomed to it.

The letter also stated that it would really mean a lot to her if I were to begin wearing the device with the eventual goal of keeping it locked with a padlock to which she had the key. If I was not comfortable with the idea of this, I was to return the package and to never be in contact with her again. She wrote that she had changed her telephone number, and that she would contact me by telephone tonight to learn of my decision. If I have decided to not wear the device, she will understand, but she will insist that I return the device to the P.O. Box on the package, and that there would be no further contact between us.

Needless to say, my heart was pounding. This was incredibly exciting, and I was incredibly aroused. I opened the package, and there was a small device inside. I was very simple. There was a locking ring behind the testicles that held a narrow tube designed to hold the penis and keep it from becoming erect. There were also instructions in the package that told how to put it on.

I had to masturbate in order to make my penis small enough to get the device on, but eventually I got it on. It was very snug and confining, but it was surprisingly comfortable. I wondered what an erection would feel like in this thing.

I was at that moment that the telephone rang. It was her. She asked me if I had received the package and letter. I told her that I had.

"So, what is your decision?"

"I would be honored to wear this for you."

She was happy to hear that, and as she told me how aroused this was making her, I began to get an erection. It was very tight and confining, but not painful. She asked me how it felt, and I told her. She asked me if I thought I would be able to get accustomed to it for longer periods of time. I told her that it was too soon to tell for sure, but that it felt like it might be viable and that I was open to giving this a try.

She told me that she was pleased. Then she asked me if I could see the loop for the padlock. I told her that I could. She said that there were some plastic cable ties in the package. Put a cable tie in the padlock loop for now. That will keep it secure, but you will be able to cut it off in an emergency or if it gets uncomfortable.

Once you have gotten accustomed to your device, I will mail you a padlock and have you video tape yourself locking it on and mailing the tape to me. I will have the key of course. You are free to back out of this, but once you have installed the padlock, you are committing you penis to me and you will accept my control of your penis. You will let me decided how, when and if you will orgasm.

She asked me if I understood this, and if I would be able to get to the point where I would fasten her lock to the device. I told her that I was open to doing that, I just wanted to wear the device for while to make sure it is comfortable for long term use.

She told me how proud of me she was that I was doing this for her. She said that she would mail me her padlock in 2 weeks and that I had 2 weeks from receiving the padlock to mail her a video tape of me closing her lock on the device. She told me that her padlock would have unique markings on it, and that the markings would need to be visible on the video so that she would know that it was her padlock, and her padlock only that I was fastening to the device.

She informed me that there would be no contact between us until she received the video tape. She told me that I could back out at any time, all I would need to do is return the device, and it would be over between us. She asked me if I understood and I told her that I did. She told me that she would mail her padlock in 2 weeks, and that she very much hoped that I would send her the video tape so that we could continue our relationship, and some day meet in person.

To be continued....

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