One Link At A Time: Adventures in Chain Fisting

“I have to tell you about that workshop I went to!” my coworker excitedly told me as I walked into my office last week.

“OH Yea! Fisting right?” She had invited me to the workshop earlier in the week, but I had work and, as it wouldn’t have been the first fisting workshop I’d ever seen, I wasn’t super bummed about having to miss it.

“CHAIN fisting” she corrected.

“oh… right….” I imagined a chain of people, all being fisted at once. Maybe all fisting each other? Maybe one person being fisted over and over by a chain of people…

“Apparently” she went on, oblivious to the way my mind was wandering “Five feet of stainless steel chain is the same size as a fist…”

“What?” She had my attention again.

“Yea! and you can insert it one link at a time so you don’t need to be able to take a fist to take all of it…”

“WHAT?!”

“…. and you get the weight of the chain…”

“WHAT?!?!?!?!?!” I took a deep breath to calm myself down “Yea, I’m gonna need to buy some chain.”

As someone who loves the idea of fisting but hasn’t yet found someone willing (and able) to fist me, chain fisting seemed like the perfect solution. I’m not flexible enough to fist myself (trust me, I’ve tried), and fisting toys lack the ability to move with the body that an actual fist has, but a chain… a chain we could work with.

So… How exactly does this whole thing work?

Well, I was surprised to find there really isn’t all that much to it. Home Depot (aka Hoe Depot) only carries one type of stainless steel chain, with links that are a little over an inch long. According to the workshop, 5′ (or about 50 links) is about the size of a fist. I was surprised to find though, that once I had it in my hands, it didn’t seem all that big to me.

In the future I might try to get a longer length to see how much I can take, and to have some extra to play with once I have 5′ or more inserted. I also toyed with the idea of getting a length long enough to attach one end to my collar as a leash while I inserted the rest. Woof.

As for insertion itself, you can insert each link horizontally or vertically, and since you’re inserting one link at a time, there aren’t any big hurdles for your vaginal opening to get over. You’re going to want to use a lot of lube, and as I somehow failed to remember until way too long into this endeavor, stainless steel is compatible with silicone based lube. Seriously, cover everything in that shit. It is magic.

I was told that each link you insert will push the rest of the chain back and to the sides out of the way, and while this is technically true, don’t forget you have hands. More than once I slipped my fingers into myself and pushed the whole bundle back only to realize there was still plenty of room for more chain.

Before I started, I had planned on resting the extra chain on my stomach or mons while I worked. I love the feeling of the cool steel, and the weight of the metal pushing down on me, but it wasn’t long before I learned just how impractical this was. The chain gets in the way of my Magic Wand and makes a horrifically loud rattle- like Jacob Marley on a treadmill. Plus although the angle would make a lot more sense if someone else was inserting it for me, it didn’t feel super intuitive to be inserting it myself from that angle, so I mostly worked with the pile of chain between my thighs. It was a bummer because I didn’t feel as connected to the chain as I’d like, but oh wellz.

Yea but, how does it feel?

Weird. Really fucking weird.

The first few links feel like a whole lot of nothing, which is about what I expected. It’s not until I had about 2′ inside me that it started to feel like I had anything in me at all, and even then, it wasn’t any sort of penetration sensation that I was used to. I kept taking breaks to use the Magic Wand on my clit (because doing both at the same time takes a lot of dexterity, especially when you can’t see what you’re doing) and the only times I noticed the chain in me was when my muscles clenched with arousal around it. The chain had long since warmed to match my body temperature so the small links, no matter how many I stuffed myself with, didn’t feel foreign at all.

I kept pushing, sure that the more chain was in me the more I would feel, and somewhere around 30 links, paused again for another orgasm. This time I was surprised to feel a familiar pressure against my g-spot. It didn’t feel the way my g-spot feels when stretched around huge hunks of silicone, and it didn’t feel the way it does when I have the Eleven pushing firmly against it, it almost didn’t feel like anything at all- but at the same time, there it was. That feeling like, if I could keep going, and remove it at just the right second to make space, I would squirt.

Except the “toy” was 3′ of stainless steel chain I had worked rather hard to insert. So that fucker was staying right where it was thank you very much. I had another orgasm- sans ejaculation- and went back to filling every corner of my vag with chain like I was stuffing a Build-a-Bear.

Oh did I not mention? This isn’t sexy. Maybe it was the fact that I was tweeting the entire thing, but I had one of the best scenes in the known universe playing on my laptop and my Magic Wand on my clit and it was still just…. not sexy.

It felt like a game, or a puzzle, or a challenge. Every time I found more space felt like a little victory and I would hum excitedly as I crammed more chain into each crevice. I counted down the chain outside my body and did the math to see how much was in me. When I got to the end I expected a countdown, and when I got to the bottom I did a celebratory dance. It was fun, and sure, it offers the sense of achievement that the Good Girl1 in me LOVES, but I kept needing to remind myself to be turned on.

Pinching is also definitely a thing. Holy shit is it a thing. I found myself spending an inordinate amount of time hissing and flinching as some part of my labia, or worse, my vag itself was pinched between the links of chain. Usually I only needed a quick adjustment before I was comfortable again, and it’s not like I’m immune to pinching my labia between other toys I use, it happens,2 but it’s still damn unpleasant, and it happens a hell of a lot more with chain. I’d rather not feel like I’m fucking Sebastian, thanks.

Removing the chain on the other hand, that was fucking rad. The gentle tugging sensation combined with the quick release of pressure and the weird texture of the chain- super cool. Also, it lasts all of about ten seconds, so that’s great.

It’s less than a week after I first heard the phrase “chain fisting” and less than an hour after I slipped the first link of chain inside me, I’m laying in bed with a pile of lube covered chain next to me, and god, all I want is just a good old fashioned wank. I dig out my favorite dildo and thrust hard and fast with it, relishing in the familiar tugging on my g-spot. I imagine a particular Domly gentleman with his fist deep inside me and his other hand on my throat. He whispers filthy things in my ear and tells me how he wants me to cum all over him. And I do, and all is right in the world again.

1. Good Boy, Good Pup, gender is weird… [↩]
2. I’m looking at you Double Trouble and Prism [↩]