Chastity: Fetish or Lifestyle?
445 days locked
[3:19 PM] This is an experiment. I’ll admit it openly. When I set up this blog a few weeks ago (well, more like a few months ago), I was full of energy and motivation. Then everyday life kicked in, and everything (at least it felt that way) sort of collapsed. Many of you probably noticed that even my daily CageChecks became less frequent. Sometimes I even took the photos… and then — something else came up, the day rushed by, and by evening I just collapsed into bed, completely exhausted.
So why am I writing all of this? Because I want to try doing things differently from now on… maybe even better. Over the past few days, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. On one hand, I really want to talk about my journey so far — my experiences, my stories with chastity. At the same time, I’ve noticed how much pressure that put on me… everything had to be perfect, meaningful, and of value. I still want that, to be honest. But I also realized that this pressure has been stopping me from doing the one thing I actually want to do: write.
So now — after being inspired by some podcasts and books — I’ve decided to start this experiment I’m calling the Mental Leak. The idea? Spend at least 10 minutes every day writing down whatever’s on my mind. Unfiltered, raw, no big expectations. Just start. Get creative again… and see where it takes me. (Because the truth is, I actually have tons and tons of ideas in my head — most of the time, I just struggle to put them into action!)
What’s beautiful is that even as I write these lines, I can already feel how good it is to simply begin… without knowing where my thoughts will lead. One of the main reasons I started The Locked Perspective in the first place was because I wanted to get to know myself better.
Why does being locked fulfill me so much? What’s really behind it? Because, as you might’ve noticed, I’m not necessarily someone — at least not at the moment — who uses the cage primarily for a sexual thrill. For me, chastity has become a lifestyle, and my cages are more than just sex toys — they’ve become almost like fashion accessories. (I mean, let’s be honest… who’s crazy enough to now own ten cages in different colors?)
The other day I was in Berlin, having dinner with some American friends who are also part of the chastity scene. While we were chatting, I remembered how much I used to love Sex and the City during my college years, and I jokingly said to them, “Well… I guess I’ve kind of become the Carrie Bradshaw of chastity— just like she could never have enough Manolo Blahniks, I can never have enough cages.” I even gave my collection its own cozy space in my closet, where every model I’m not currently wearing has its own spot. Pretty wild, right? A year and a half ago, I never would’ve imagined this… but maybe that’s what makes the chastity fetish so fascinating: it’s actually quite easy to integrate into everyday life — much more so than other kinks.
To wrap things up, here’s what I’d really love to know from those of you who made it all the way to the end of this post (if so: congrats!). What does chastity mean to you? Is it something you use occasionally to spice up your sex life and add some excitement? Or is it much more than that — maybe even a sign or symbol of your role as a sub or slave? If you feel like sharing, I’d really love to hear your thoughts. I’m looking forward to hearing from you — and on that note, I’ll optimistically say: see you tomorrow! [3:39 PM]