Actually Surprised

Back in the day, I picked up a CB6000—some of you may recall my posts about it. To really kick off serious chastity-play, my partner insisted that I needed to get comfortable with the contraption first. The problem was that the backrings kept snapping on me for some odd reason. But now I’m firmly locked in (I’ve been locked since at least five hours ago when I wrote this). She’s got a surprise waiting when she gets home, finding her partner all secured and patiently waiting. That adds another three hours to my time, bringing the total up to eight hours today—or even more if she feels like it. Good luck with me?