Earlier this evening my latest period of chastity came to a very hot close. It had ‘only’ been 34 days this time – quite brief compared to the previous two (62 and 67 or thereabouts), but somehow it felt longer. After Mistress enjoyed an orgasm on my tongue, I slipped the rubber cockring over my cock and balls and Mistress soon had me hard as a rock. Harder than I’ve felt for a good while I think, which hopefully is a sign that my weightloss is yielding some positive results.

Mistress and I kissed as she used her long nails to torment my cock before pumping me hard with her fist until I very, very nearly ruined. I knew it was touch and go, and when I looked down I could see one creamy drop of cum just hanging from the tip of my cock. That was so hot… especially when Mistress was kissing me and playing with my balls.

‘I don’t think that really even counts as a ruin,’ she whispered and took hold of my cock again. I thought she might gently stroke me over the edge and then let go, but instead she stroked me hard and fast, bringing me closer and closer to the edge with her touch and her words. And when I inevitably reached that precipice she didn’t let go and kept pumping until I came all over her hands, which she then had me clean with my tongue.

It was fantastic. And that was my third full orgasm in this chastity year (Apr/Mar); no ruins as yet, which is a change from last year as they were split 50/50 (five of each altogether).  

The dieting is going well, I’ve lost 28lbs in ten weeks, which is better than I expected honestly. But while this is really positive, the reality is there is still a long way to go. I’m hoping that by Christmas I will be back to where I was the last time I dieted properly (probably 2017 or 2018) and by Spring the lightest I’ve been since the early 2000s.