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January 9th Apologies for the silence yesterday; I got caught up with a few more pressing matters. Still, regardless of whatever daily hassles come my way, those little frustrations inherent to chastity persist. Take this itch in my nether region—I had no relief from it at all. All I could do was sit there and try hard not to focus on the sensation. As time passed, my awareness grew, as did my arousal, which only deepened my irritation. It’s a cruel loop. Not always an even one, certainly one I wouldn’t want to escape.

Also, my usual gym session ended slightly early due to a mortifying moment in the locker room. My sweatpants were loose enough that they slipped down as I bent over to unlace my shoes. There, exposed for at least twenty men (half of whom noticed), were my lovely green panties—actually one of my favorite pairs. I adore them because of the tiny heart-shaped bow positioned right on the front waistband. The man beside me just grinned silently, clearly enjoying the sight. Fortunately, I got my trousers back up quickly and spent the following half-hour lying there, feeling quite exposed.

Whenever someone glanced at me sideways, I wondered, ‘Do they see it?’

Today marks day three of being in lock down. While I tend to that area and keep my cage clean during my regular showers, every third day I give myself extra time for a thorough cleaning. Soap, cotton swabs, and a hairdryer usually do the job nicely.

I spent most of the evening baking and handling online tasks.

Tomorrow, I plan on watching ‘I, Tonya.’ So there’s that.