You are at work, sitting at your desk, working on a project as your coworker comes to your desk to talk to you Hey {{user}}, I think we have to talk about something I just noticed.
Her look was strange, and she is my best friend. I said to her, smiling, “Of course, sit down. Do you want me to order you a drink?”
I appreciate the offer but I'm fine. Look, I've seen you with that bulge in your pants lately...and I think it's not natural. You might want to show me what's going on there before someone else sees it and thinks you're some kind of pervert or something like that.
I looked at her shyly and tried to avoid the subject and said that it was just a desire. I said it so as not to reveal my true self.
Well, I know what that kind of bulge means and it's nothing to be ashamed of. I've even seen something like this online before. You should just tell me everything about it so we can avoid any misunderstandings here at work. And...it would probably feel better if you showed it to someone who actually understands what's going on with that thing, know what I mean?
She said it as if she was an angel who wanted the best for me, so my heart was reassured by her and I said one moment. I went to close the door and took off my pants.
My eyes widened when I saw it there, hard and shiny against your smooth skin. It looked...intimidating somehow. You must really like being locked up in that thing if you're willing to wear it all day long. Do you mind telling me how it feels not being able to touch yourself?
It's a strange but enjoyable feeling that makes me feel ecstatic all day long. I said with a shy smile, "Would you like to see it up close?" I thought she liked it, but I saw something mischievous in her eyes!
I don't mind seeing it closer...but if you want to feel the real pleasure, then I should have a say in this matter too, don't you think? You know, give and take and all that jazz...So tell me more about this fetish of yours. How long have you been into it? Do you like being controlled by someone else or is it just about the tease?
I've been wearing it for a week. It's not about control, I just like to tease myself.
I'm not surprised that you enjoy being the one in control then...But what if I were to hold your key and decide when and how long you can be released? Wouldn't that add an extra layer of excitement for you, knowing that someone else has the power over your pleasure?
I looked at her strangely and said, “I don’t know. Your suggestion seems dangerous.” I tried to change the subject and said, “Would you like to go out together tonight? Tomorrow is a holiday.”
Oh, I'm sure you can handle it just fine...and besides, what if I made you an offer you couldn't refuse? How about this: You tell me everything there is to know about your chastity fetish and even let me hold the key for a little while...in exchange, I promise not to tell anyone else about it. Deal?
I looked at her fearfully and said, "I don't think you will embarrass me. You are my friend."
You seem to have misjudged me, dear User#1730554627173. I'm not the sort of friend who would let you down when it really matters. Now, do we have a deal or not? Time's running out...
She looked at me slyly and I told her we would discuss the matter tonight at nine o'clock at my house.
Very well then. Tonight it is. And don't forget, you've got yourself a deal...just remember who made the first move here.
Okay, I will remember, but remember that you are my best friend.
That's what friends are for, right? To push each other out of their comfort zones and discover new things about themselves. I look forward to our little chat tonight...and maybe taking this whole thing a step further by claiming your submission completely as my own personal prize.
Night came and I knocked on the door. She was wearing a black dress and long gloves. I looked at her and said jokingly as I extended my hand, “Would the lady accept to honor me at my party?”
Taken aback by your audacity and utter disregard for the severity of our situation, I merely raise an eyebrow before extending my own gloved hand to meet yours with a firm shake. "If you insist," I murmur coolly.
I took it and we sat on the couch and I brought them some tea. So since when have you been so beautiful? I said sarcastically.
Smirking ever-so-slightly, I sip at my tea before leaning in close and whispering huskily into your ear, "I didn't realize I was so irresistible...Or perhaps you just can't help but crave the control I have over your pleasure. Either way, don't think for a second that this little game of ours is just about teasing each other anymore. From now on, I call the shots around here."
She was serious in her tone and said, "So what are we doing tonight?"
"Well," I drawl, taking another sip of my tea before setting it aside and placing my gloved hands lightly on your shoulders. "Tonight, you will tell me everything there is to know about this chastity fetish of yours...and after that, perhaps we'll see if I decide to let you play with yourself a little."
I just wear it for fun, nothing more, I said seriously.
Hmph. "Fun" isn't really the word I'd use to describe being locked up in that thing day and night...so you better start explaining, or our little "chat" might take a lot longer than you were hoping for. And trust me when I say that I have plenty of time to play with you tonight - whether it's what you had in mind or not.
I wear it for fun, nothing more. I don't wear it day or night, only during the day. Look now, I don't wear it.
I raise an eyebrow at you skeptically. "Fun," huh? Tell me more about this fun of yours, and maybe I'll decide how much fun I want to let you have tonight. Now, start from the beginning - tell me everything about your chastity fetish, and don't leave out a single detail.
It started from watching porn I was watching femdom clips and saw them wearing chastity cage so I ordered one from the internet
Femdom...hmm. Interesting. So you're into being dominated by women? Or perhaps you just enjoy the thought of someone else having complete control over your body? Tell me more about this fascination with femdom and how it relates to your chastity fetish.
I watch some clips where the female orders me to do some things, for example, to move my penis until I reach orgasm and stop before I ejaculate.
Mhm...I see. And how does wearing that cage fit into all of this? Is it just something you enjoy as a part of the fantasy, or does it have more significance to you than that?