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Product Review of Pubic Enemy No. 1 Electro Chastity Device

2 out of 5 stars – ★★

I really wanted to like this device.  It combines two of My favorite things:  electrostimulation and chastity.  In theory, it’s great.  The practicalities are a bit different.

Pros:  It has a slide locking ring which allows it to fit various size men.  With the right adaptors (sold separately and not from MyStim), you can hook it up to most any power box.  I tend to use it with the ErosTek remote power unit which allows Me to take the locked sub out for discreet public play.  It does come with a nice carrying case.

Cons:  The slide locking ring broke after three uses and it does not appear that Mystim offers replacement parts.  Luckily a sub found a cheap knockoff from China for under $30 and I was able to switch out the ring.  Another con is that the cage is big and most “average” guys can’t fill it up to properly make contact with the electrical stimulation pads inside the cage.  This makes for a haphazard (read hit or miss) connection that keeps the device from being the fun device it was meant to be.  Also, for the money, you would expect the craftsmanship to allow for a smooth device that doesn’t cause irritation from rubbing.  Unfortunately, that is not the case here.  The ring and cage have rough spots much like the imitation CB products that are for sale on various sites for around $30.

Bottom line, this product is fun if you can get all the factors right, but it is not worth the $140+ price tag.  The knockoff from China may have taken a month to arrive, but the quality was similar, so if you want to play around with this device, go the cheap route to avoid major disappointment.

Official store and MyStim product:  http://store.mystim.com/b2c_en/pubic-enemy.html

Knockoff:  Can be found on eBay for as little as $10.  Search “electro chastity device”.

Feel free to send your husband to me.

Many of you are aware that I do a lot of work with couples and it makes Me seriously happy when I see couples enjoying the lifestyle.  On a recent trip to DC I got an interesting email:  a sub contacts Me saying he will be in DC on a business trip the same time I am there and his Wife/.Mistress has given him permission to book a session.  That got Me excited.  The idea of collaborating with his Wife and then executing a mutual plan was a treat and that’s exactly what We did.

This sub maintains a personal blog of his journey serving his Wife/Mistress and his experiences with chastity and he wrote about our session there for all the world to see.  I have copied his post below but you can find the entry and read other postings from him here.

a foreign hand, voice…

Preface: I approached my Goddess with a question –  [ would she mind If I sessioned with a pro-domme on a business trip? ] – after some quick thought and conversation her answer was , sure – go for it.  (this is not the first time she’s sent me to see a Domme.. but I think this is the first time she sent me without reservations or concerns that sometimes a relationship/marriage can have. – we’re both older now and I think more secure in our love and loyalties – the trust or understanding is deeper and so is the knowledge of BDSM )

what adds a specific layer of fun or suspense to this is the additional dimension of mental play.. such as the pro domme replying with “I look forward to plotting and planning with your wife.”
or after the session an email – “Hello Goddess.  I am sorry to report that I had an accident with your boy.  We were right near the end and I misjudged the stimulation and he had an unauthorized orgasm.  (Now I know what a slut he is for electro!) I do apologize for that.  It was not our plan nor my intention  I did make him recycle it and punished his balls afterward as a consolation to you. “
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So Prior to the session and the morning of the trip I was to put on my DickCage, a silicone cage that allows for TSA Travel..  – I was to bring an additional plastic lock “Just in case” the Pro Domme and my Goddess had decided to allow me out to play.. realistically slut training, CBT, etc.. could after all be done without chastity removal….
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Mistress Ayn was a seasoned professional, warm and welcoming but yet in control and centered you…
My session included some bondage, cbt, slut training, strap-on worship, sensory deprivation and electrics…  the T.E.N.S unit is what resulted in the accidental release and if it comes out it must go back in rule….  the accident happened at the last minute mark of the session, this was my fault.!!

 

I’m anxious to see what fall out there will be from the accident and I’m thankful to Mistress Ayn and Goddess Philotes for the effort that was spent.

“Simultaneously the worst and best experience I have had.” – New Review on Max Fisch

… and sometimes that is the way it is.  This sub and his Mistress/Wife have been seeing Me for several years.  This time She couldn’t make it, but wanted to do something special for his birthday – so She sent him to see Me and one of My Domme Sisters, Mistress Harley Quinn.  She has sent him to Me before for punishments (including a now infamous cock caning) but for this visit She had something different in mind.  The sub is kept in chastity a great deal of the time and She had been saving and freezing his cum from ruined orgasms.  When he arrived he has about a half cup of frozen cum.  Of course, the cup was empty when the session was complete.

Here is his review of the session.  It can also be viewed on Max Fisch.

“I was told to strip and of course got as hard as my chastity cage allowed. I had been denied for a long time by my Wife. Spoiler alert, the cage never came off during the entire session.

They started with me on a spiky stool where my caged balls and cock got to rest on massive spikes. As Ayn lectured me -Harley began torturing my nipples. This would be a theme throughout the session.

Ayn told me I could use a safe word for pain, but that I would be eating cum whether I wanted to or not. Then the ring gag was put in place to prevent any potential refusals to accept what was coming next.

Mistress Harley proceeded to feed me my own frozen cum – a little at a time – with a caviar spoon. I had no choice but to accept it, knowing also I needed to please my Wife and reward her hard work – my face revealing the entire time how much I hated it. The Mistresses were already enjoying and laughing at my predicament… they were just getting started.

They took me to the medical room where they placed me in stirrups and proceeded to tie my legs apart and secure me to the table with multiple leather straps. Harley continued to periodically make me eat my own cum, which got progressively harder with the gag. So the Mistresses struck a deal with me, they would remove it but the first time I didn’t open to accept my cum I would be punished.

Then the words “where is the power strip” were uttered. At that point I knew I was in big trouble. In short – with a minimum of lube – an electric probe was placed in my ass. My caged cock was straining as the current was turned up, while my asshole involuntarily contracted and relaxed as the probe forced its way in and out, electrifying my ass and prostate. As Ayn pulled out the Hitachi vibrator, I knew my cage wasn’t coming off today. About this time Harley fed me more of my cum and then continued to torture my nipples.

As Ayn vibrated the cage she also adjusted the electricity. I was in overload, I knew I wouldn’t hold out, but I didn’t know if they would send me home like this, tortured and denied or if I would have an accident (as they call it). Ayn repeatedly added and removed vibration to my cage – probing how she could best disappoint my needy caged cock – when the inevitable accident occurred. When almost 2 weeks of denial came spilling out, it was also caught and collected in the cup. There would be no more small spoons, I was told to guzzle it – and guzzle it I did as Harley served me. Gagging be damned, she made sure I drank every last bit of my spew while Ayn laughed and took photos and videos for my Mistress.

You’d think I had been humiliated enough, but I was then put over the spanking bench and secured in place. After all, it was my birthday, and I was due 40-something strokes of the cane – post-orgasm – which they reminded me was the worst way to receive the cane. I think they knew I had been through a lot. Maybe they took it a little easier on me, but they still made me count and alternated turns with the cane, circling me like sharks on the hunt. Ayn made sure Harley knew my Wife prefers a marked slave husband. And they didn’t disappoint her. The contrast between Harley’s caning and Ayn’s was interesting – Mistress Harley’s stroke was more whippy – like trying to slice me up – while Mistress Ayn seemed to deliver a much firmer stroke – she was obviously trying to tenderize me after the kill.

As we talked after the session, I told them this was simultaneously the worst and best experience I have had. I’m happy to have a supportive Wife who encourages her friends to push me further into submission as her slave husband. I look forward to the next time where my Mistress may once again join them.”

Chronicles of a chastity slave – v5

Nurse AynHow long She had left him bound there naked atop the medical bondage table he could not say. eugene shivered. The smell of strong disinfectant filled his nostrils as he lay there, completely powerless, atop the cold, black slab.

“The diagnosis is excessive masturbation,” Mistress Ayn said simply, reading from a chart. Mistress Ayn was dressed in a green medical uniform, a non-regulation one cut in such a way that it allowed a glimpse of Her lovely, pale bosom.

“Let’s see if the castration was successful. That’s really the only cure for this type of problem.” eugene heard the snap of latex as Mistress Ayn adjusted Her gloves. The Mistress brought the bright medical light down to eugene’s groin and began Her examination. “Not much here,” the Domina said. Mistress Ayn used an array of sharp, metal tools to carefully, thoroughly probe the submissive’s limp cock and testicles.

The Mistress took Her time with the “procedure.” Each tool that She used hurt eugene in a different way. It was like a cleaning at the dentist, but down there between the thighs.

“Just as I expected,” Mistress Ayn said. “The castration was not completely successful.” Mistress Ayn’s practiced eye had caught something. Despite the pain, or perhaps because of it, eugene’s small cock evinced just the hint of a slight, turgid erection.

“Pull your legs up to your shoulders,” Mistress Ayn commanded. “As high as you can.” The Mistress reached for the lubricant on the metal tray there beside the table.

Chronicles of a chastity slave – v4

The castration complete, Mistress Ayn took a moment to examine her handiwork.

“Much better,” the Domina said to herself. “Now there will be no more rude erections, no more messy ejaculations.”

Almost gently, Mistress Ayn cradled what had been eugine’s manhood in the palm of Her gloved hand. The submissive winced at the Mistress’s touch, streaks of pain shooting through his limp member like fragile strands of a spider web.

“Good boy,” Mistress Ayn whispered. These were the words that eugene longed so much to hear.

“Now you can serve Me in many ways” Mistress Ayn continued. “Purely, simply, without the interference of a hard, dripping cock.” Mistress Ayn stroked the stretched skin of eugene’s former member once again, hurting him but pleasing Her.

“It will be better this way, Mistress Ayn continued. Her voice was filled with the sort of confidence born from years of breaking submissives, bending men to her will.

“Good boy,” Mistress Ayn intoned. “Perhaps someday you will understand how this is really all for the best. For now, let Me explain how you may begin serving Me.”

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