It was worth my while delaying the forward march of science as much as possible because the more they learned about me, the less inclined they'd be to...let me go. For example, if they discovered that my body's healing rate was at least three times faster than normal (I hadn't re-measured it since my last merge) and that I'd not had even a cold for the last two years, then they'd almost certainly get very excited and never let me go. They might also start doing experiments on me that'd make it. But I really want you to wear it the whole year." We talked like that off and on for a couple weeks. I reread all my old wanking material that mentioned male chastity devices. She made sure I knew how much the idea excited her. Eventually, trembling, I agreed. That night she locked the thing on me. It was a week after her birthday. It was deliciously exciting to have her lock me up, knowing that I couldn't free myself and knowing that the plan was for me to wear the harness and be deprived of. "My goal today was to get some time in with the pitching machine. I looked into the indoor batting cages to find no one there. I made the adjustment to the speed I wanted, filled the hopper, and selected a bat. They had a great ball return that funneled the balls to a conveyor that kept filling the hopper. The only balls it didn't get were ones that bounced back at me from the backstop.I picked the balls up after an hour, and wandered out to the field. I decided to run the field for a couple of. Then I put my hands inside her bra and touched the most gorgeous things I had ever seen in my life. Wow! What an awesome pair of breasts she had. She was just 20 then but still her breasts were of good medium size.Sorry friends I still don’t know her size after this many years, I just rubbed my palms over them and then slightly started pinching her nipples. At that time I felt something unusual. I mean it felt like goose-bumps to me. Butterflies flying in my stomach…. Wohhhh it was an awesome.