William's Story, Part 4: Locktober Day One

Locktober was excruciating for me. True to her word, Mistress Elizabeth kept me locked in the totally enclosed tube for the entire month. It was a new experience, since unlike the cage I was previously locked in, this tube allowed absolutely no access to my manhood. This fucked with my mind constantly, causing me to worry that once I was released; my penis would be permanently shrunken and shriveled. Since any physical access was impossible, daily cleaning was in itself, an ordeal, accomplished by attaching a small pump to the hole in the tip of the tube and injecting hot soapy water until the pressure was sufficient to force it around my penis and out the back of the tube. Following a thorough rinsing with chilled water from the gallon jug stored in the refrigerator, the pump was replaced with a low pressure air pump that sent uncomfortably warm air through the tube. Both the cleaning and drying tugged painfully on my piercing, so what might have otherwise been pleasurable was instead, torturous. The fear that my piercing might be torn added to the mind fuck.

“It’s been tested and proven safe” Mistress Elizabeth assured me as she demonstrated the cleaning procedures for the first time, “at least for most men in the test group”. I wasn’t reassured.