How had I landed myself in this predicament? I was horny, that's how.
I was horny and young and good looking and just happened to cross the wrong, kinky girl at the wrong time.
Don't get me wrong, the sex was amazing. I had met Sarah on a hookup app and we quickly hit it off and jumped into bed. She was the first woman I'd ever met who had a slightly dominant streak. She loved to break out the handcuffs, the ropes, the ball gags. She was absolutely wild.
Often times, it was too much for me to even handle! I was a pretty normal, vanilla guy, after all. But it had been several months since I moved to the city and was having a difficult time finding a steady, nice girlfriend...oh well, at least I was still having fun with Sarah once a week.
"I have to go out of town for a week for business," she had said. "And I had this fun little kinky idea in mind, would you be up for it?"
I shrugged. "Sure, what did you have in mind?" We had been hanging out in my apartment the entire weekend, drinking, fucking and having a good time.
"I want you to wear this for me." She handed me this metal and silicon looking device about the size of my thumb.
"What the hell is it?" I said, turning the thing over in my hand.
"It's a cock cage. A chastity device." She winked, grabbing my boxer briefs and tugging them down to my ankles. Her hands were so quick, I barely had time to put up a fight before she had grabbed me by the balls and started stuffing my limp cock into this thing.
"Whoa, whoa, hey! Ack! Watch it, that pinches!" I shouted, trying to get away but she had me literally by the balls. A few clicks and twists and next thing I knew, my dick was locked in the little silicon trap.
"Seriously," I asked. "What the hell is this thing?"
She smiled. "I told you, it's a chastity device. Trust me, you'll like it. You won't get to cum while I'm away, but when I get back you're going to be so horny you'll shoot a load through the ceiling!" She chuckled, hopping off the bed.
I turned my caged dick in my hand, frowning as I tugged at it slightly. "How the hell do I get it off?" I asked.
"You don't! I have the key. I'm going to take it with me." She smirked, dangling a small key in her hand as she grabbed her purse. "Don't worry, you can still pee and everything, you're just not going to be able to get very hard."
The realization of what she was suggesting suddenly hit me and I jumped up from bed, feeling the weight of the cage locked around my junk.
"Are you kidding me? No way! C'mon, give me that key, this is a little too much Sar..." She crossed the room and put her soft lips to mine, dropping a hand to my silicon encased cock and stroking my balls.
"Don't worry, baby. Just trust me."
Yep, I was young, horny and absolutely stupid.
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It had only been 3 days and I was already going crazy. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't focus at work. I couldn't believe how incredibly difficult it was not being able to jerk off and cum just after a few days! I jiggled the lock on the chastity cage, twisting and turning the thing like some sort of depraved rubix cube, desperate to get it off.
I even tried to wrench the thing off with a pair of pliers to no avail. What was I going to do? Sarah refused to return my calls or texts. Should I call a locksmith? Yeah, right!
"She actually locked you up and took the key with her?" Tim laughed as I explained the situation to him one night after work. Tim worked in my same department and had become a pretty good friend since I had started my new job and moved into the city.
He continued to laugh as I squirmed on my stool across from him.
"Hah, tough break, buddy," He said again, his round face turning red from laughter, pounding his fist on the table. "That has to be the most hilarious thing I've ever heard."
"Dude, it's not fucking funny." I shouted, hopping off the stool and adjusting myself. "I gotta piss. Be right back." I snapped, sulking off towards the bar's bathroom, Tim still howling with laughter as I walked away.
"Asshole." I muttered to myself at the urinal as I worked to fish the cock cage out of my fly. I had hardly noticed the larger presence at the urinal next to me.
"*Ahem,*" A man coughed, my eyes quickly darting right to see a slightly older, bald man at the adjoining urinal. "Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear your conversation with your friend out there." He chuckled.
My face immediately went red and my eyes locked on the wall in front of me. "Uh, oh. Y-yeah. It's a, uh, crazy situation."
"Yeah, really sounds like it." The guy smirked. He was a much bigger guy than I was but had a slightly higher, softer voice.
"Look, don't be offended or anything," He continued, his eyes focused on the wall ahead of him as well. "But I've got some experience with these kinds of things. If you're really stuck, I could help you out. Doesn't have to be weird. Strictly professional...like a doctor, almost." He said.
Stunned, I shook my head, embarrassed. "Ah, no man, no. I don't need any help, I'll figure it out." I managed as I tugged and pawed at the cock cage.
Zipping his pants, the man nodded as he headed towards the bathroom door. "Yeah, sure. But, hey, if you get desperate, I can help you out. No pressure." He washed his hands then set a business card down on the counter and left without another word.
Goddamn, I thought. I gotta get this thing off. I zipped up and wash my hands as well, my eyes falling to the card the man had left me.
Gary Alvarez
Handyman, 24 Hours
His phone number was printed at the bottom. I sighed and scooped up the card. Well, worse comes to worse, I thought...
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I woke up the next night from a wet dream, my hard cock straining to be freed from the cage.
"Damnit!" I groaned. "Why the hell did I ever agree to this?!" I snatched my phone from my nightstand to check the time and saw that I had missed a text from Sarah.
Oh, finally! I thought. Maybe she'll be back soon and can get me the fuck out of this thing.
SARAH: Heya, work trip got extended. I won't be back for another week. So sorry! If I get the chance, I'll mail you the key. XOXO.
