Hello, I’m Lady Nicola, a title I awarded myself earlier last year. Up until February 2005 I was plain old Nicola living happily in London with my partner. And then of course in February things went badly wrong.

Partner, who I shall now refer to as “Wanker” (appropriate, as he was always an avid practitioner  of male masturbation anyway), was caught with his pants down, Bill Clinton style. Of course there is nothing more dangerous that a woman scorned as they say, so the answer was don’t get mad, get even, actually a bit more than even.

Wanker’s birthday in March heralded a landmark change in our relationship. He  was given three presents for his birthday, a fuck (that was to be his last for sometime), the evidence and a CB3000 male chastity device. Needless to say, after the fuck and the evidence he was quite limp and so the CB3000 was easy to lock on him.

Wanker was then informed that if we were to stay together he had to agree to my terms which are quite simple. The CB-3000 comes off twice a year. Once on his birthday when he is allowed to demonstrate to me his masturbation technique and again at Christmas. If he’s been well behaved throughout the year, this removal will result in him being allowed to fuck me.

That would have been the end of his punishment but unfortunately for Wanker I have become infatuated with male chastity and male chastity devices, orgasm denial and being a bitch in general. Nothing but nothing is as amusing as watching his cock swollen up inside the CB3000 every morning. I’m sure one day the plastic is going to shatter.

Anyway, like I said, Wanker’s punishment is now to include the humiliation of having me look after multiple cocks and I’m offering myself to all you men to train you in the delightful art of tease and denial and to become your own chastity keyholder.

So turn the page and see what training courses are available.