Hey everyone! I am actually in fear of how much time has passed and how quickly it seems since the last time I put up a story. I'm not going to make any promises as to when the next chapter will be up, as that tends to make me procrastinate -,- So I thank you for being patient, and I hope that this new chapter will also attract more readers to learn about my story. Let's pick up where we left off shall we? Here's a recap for those who don't want to skim through the past chapters:
"Jake, a 17 year-old twink boy who likes to wear cute shirts complimented by tight pants which hug his ass nicely, which conceal a different pair of cute undies every day, has been 'enthralled' by Adam. Adam has had him chaste for almost a week now, in a clear plastic chastity cage. At first Jake was terrified, but the entire time he's been extremely horny at the situation.
Adam spanked the hell out of Jake earlier and walked him to is loft in a rather humiliating outfit, however modest it may appear to the casual observer. Jake briefly met another twink boy named Alex who seems to know more about Adam than he let on in their initial encounter. Adam has taken Jake into his dungeon, hidden behind a book case (Cliche, I know ;]) and that about sums it up.
I'm going to list the three characters and briefly describe their physical attributes as much as has been let on. If you remember already, or don't care, feel free to scroll down to the squiggles to start the story.
Jake: 17 year-old boy who is 5'11" and 135 pounds. Hazel eyes, brown hair. Usually wears dark skinny jeans with cute shirts on. Always wears cute underwear that are often covered in superheroes or children's toys. Waxes below the waist except for a small patch above his goodies bag.
Adam: A young man who is tall and a fallen angel. He's tall, gorgeous and fit. He's not fit to the point of hiding babies in his muscles, but he can definitely put a kink in a metal rod. His face is chiseled and is often toned by a light 5 o'clock shadow. His neck appears strong and his pecks are marvelously shown in his frequent choice of V-necks. He appears to be rich although the origin of his money is currently unknown.
Alex: So far just an extra. Alex is a twink of filipino origin. Either 17 or 18, Jake thinks, has a tan and has so far only been seen in a speedo. Every muscle of his was toned but not ripped liked Adam. Unshaved legs yet all visible hair from waist-down is bleached from the many hours swimming in the sunlight.
Okay! Let's pick up where we left off!
Chapter 6 ------------- "Like you're soon-to-be new home slave? You're going to spend a lot of time in here. While we will get around to using all of these things, we have to start small. So, bitch, get on the table. It's time to modify your chastity cage." *Gulp* I was in hellen. What's hellen? Hellen is when you're in heaven but you think it may be hell heaven. Good and bad. Good because it's freakin' awesome, but bad because it's quite intimidating. "Yes, Master." I walked barefoot over to the table and placed my hands on the edge to brace my jump onto the leather platform. I placed my hands on my tummy and started fiddling with my cuticles, in an attempt to relieve some of the stress I was feeling. I glanced down at my cock and noticed it protruding from my body in the confines of its plastic prison. "Make an X with your body, slave. This part is going to take a while. This chastity cage was somewhat of a test. Believe it or not you actually did have a choice to remove it. You could have told someone or, hell, removed it yourself if you really wanted to. You would have lost nothing and have never seen me again. But you chose to continue onward, your dick aching in this little cage, because it turns you on and you wanted it. Well, bitch, you did have a choice. But I'm about to take that choice away from you. How are you with metals? Knowledge I mean" I placed my body in the X-formation he requested as I answered. "Not great. I know that metal is like the word fruit, in that there are types of metals, but beyond that I don't know much." Adam grasped my ankles and pulled me down a few inches and tied my ankles off at each corner. "Well you're right, metal is a broad word for different elements that are good conductors for heat and electricity. There are many different types of metals, all with varying densities. I tried to find one that would be hard as hell for you to break through, but I came up with one that's damn near impossible." He went up to my wrists and pulled them up a few inches, which lifted my lower back off the table as he stretched my body a little too much. "Mmph" "Be quiet, Slave," he proceed to connect my already stretched arms to each corner through my wrist cuffs. With a pat on my exposed tummy, he then walked over to a cabinet on the wall and opened it. "Titanium.. hardened steel.. stainless steel... takes positive qualities from different metals, to make a unique alloy that would cost a pretty penny to break through." He pulled something out of the cabinet and brought it over to me, holding it in front of my face, "Get used to this, boy, for this will be on your little boy tool way more often than not. And, lucky for you, you don't ever have to take it off to clean it! Who knows how long I'll keep you in this contraption." With a wink, he proceeded to remove my current plastic chastity cage. The new chastity cage really caught my eye because, after looking at pictures of some on my phone after my encasement, it really did look unique. The metal, or alloy as he called it, was the color of platinum, yet it almost sparkled. It reflected the light in various directions and almost looked like one of those shiny expensive cars with a chrome finish. "Damn you're harder than this new cage of yours. Okay! Time to cool you off" With that he disappeared momentarily, came back with what looked like a gallon of ice in a plastic bag and dropped it, ungracefully, on my goodies bag." "AHHH COLD!" A deep shiver shot through the tip of my spine, down my back, through my ribs, down to my toes. "Bitch I told you not to talk!" He grasped my chin with one hand and looked dominantly into my eyes. My brow angled upward and my eyes watered at this intense moment. His look changed from dominant to passive, and from passive to loving. He kissed my forehead and let his hand travel my cheek as his body went out of reach. My scalp warmed and my tummy tingled as my new Master showed sympathy and care for me. He went to the same cabinet on the wall from which my soon-to-be prison emerged and recovered some baby oil. He walked over to me and peaked under the bag and smiled at me. "You really are quite tiny when soft and cold, aren't you?" My face reddened and I felt the urge to respond in a smart-ass tone, but held my tongue. He took the bag off and proceeded to put a tiny bit of baby oil, with haste, around the base of my cock and underneath my balls. "This is just so you can slide into it, it'll be a tight and comfortable fit and pissing will take more effort, but it won't cut off circulation to your adorable little package." My mouth grinned before I could stop it which in turn spread to Adam's, accompanied by a wink. "You ready for your new life? For now anyway... Well... now and the foreseeable future..." "How long?" The words came out with such ease, forgetting my place as his slave, I forgot to coat my tone with respect, "..Sir" "How long what, mister?" "How long until you'll let me.. y'know.." "Cum?" "Yea.." He smirked momentarily and then his face was one with thought, figuring out how long my cock was to be locked up for it's first imprisonment, I hoped not too long. "Well let's see..." he started to mumble at this point so I couldn't really get everything, "It's ...day... and you've been... for over a... now... which... so you... hmm..." He nodded approvingly and my throat swallowed without my permission and I waited for the longest 5 seconds of my life for his response. "Not today." My eyes rolled and I demanded more. "Come on! I've already been locked up fo-" "HEY! Listen here bitch boy," he got really close to my face which forced fear down my throat as I got really quiet in his blatant irritation, "You are tied, naked, on my table in my dungeon. I am forcing you to be a little chaste boy, as well. You know why? Because I want to. Don't get me wrong, I know you enjoy it too so that helps, but it's because I want to. If I want you to experience an orgasm, you will experience an orgasm. If I DON'T want you to experience an orgasm, you won't. It is as simple as that. I am YOUR Master now, slave. You are a slave, let it sink in because the sooner you accept that the better off you'll be, got it? This isn't a joke, it's not fake. I'm not roleplaying here. I am your Master and you will obey me. Since you seem to have issues shutting the hell up and respecting me with your tone, I'm going to gag you. Why? Because I want to. That is why." He leaned back away from me and sighed at his outburst, almost disappointed that he let himself get so 'tough'. His eyes travelled from my face down my body and then- "God dammit Jake!" What? What have I done now? My mood lightened because his tone was no longer one full of anger, but sarcastic irritation and amusement. "I was telling you that to intimidate you and look what happens!" Confused, I looked down at my groin and realized my dick was completely rock hard... I got off on that? I got off on him talking to me like that? Putting me in my place so.. thoroughly.. "I'm sorry, Sir, I don't know wh--mmph mmmphg!" I was interrupted by a head harness being forced onto my face, gag first. He proceeded to buckle various leather straps around my head which went over my forehead, up and down the sides of my face, and a triangle around my nose, that connected to the forehead strap. The gag was another one of those damn pecker gags that forced it's way right up to my uvula. "There," he said as he patted my head, "now quiet down you!" He placed the ice on my groin once again and once I 'cooled off', he maneuvered my genitals through the small ring, one testicle at a time. Once that was on, he lifted the cage up to my eyes and let me stare at it for a moment. To be honest, I was actually looking forward to it, it was so beautiful. It looked so... so... expensive. I just knew I wanted to wear it. He placed my cock into the cage and then quickly retrieved tool which resembled a screw driver and pushed down a tiny little erected cylinder in to a hole that connected the cage and the ring. He was careful though, as a minor slip would cause for a very unhappy Jakey. *CLICK!* "There! All done! Man maybe I shouldn't have designed it like this, getting it off is going to be a bitch... Oh well! We'll cross that very faraway bridge when we come to it! Take a look at your new best friend, boy!" He placed his hand under my cranium and helped lift my head so I could see. It was adorable! It was entirely completely without duplicate one of a kind unique! (how's that feel, Redundancy?) I was still soft but my cock was touching the end of the cage. My hairless balls looked adorable underneath the sparkling metal and the cross bars decorated my cock magnificently. "Ya like??" I looked up at him and smiled, which didn't really do much except wrinkle my eyes, and nodded. "Great! Just wait for the best part!" He went down and proceeded to lick my balls and my head fell back and I moaned loudly through my leathery gag. After a few moments of this, a strange sensation took over in my cage. My cock.. it couldn't get hard... It's not like it would protrude out from my body and sort of get hard... I mean it literally wouldn't erect... The blood would try to flow there but since the metal was hugging my cock SOFT, it left no wriggle room when I tried to get hard. I moaned and shook my body at the sensation, wanting the cage off, wanting to cum. Adam stood up and my hips involuntarily wiggled just a wee bit. He looked over all of me and smiled to himself. His hands came up as if he were making a camera with his hands, thumbs connected and fingers in the air. "This is just.. you're all... it's... you are perfect like this," he came over to my face and brushed my leather clad temple with his hand, "hmm.. so cute.. and sexy.. Well! I hope you're comfortable because you're not gonna be moving for a while." What? I thought this was just to get the cage on me! Adam left momentarily and returned with a small miniature duffel bag and pulled out various chords and trinkets. It was too much strain on my neck to constantly watch what he was doing so I kept relaxing my head for long periods. "Whistle while you work... *whistle* hmm hmm hmm mm mm mm mm.." He proceeded to hook some of the cables to this little box contraption, but he kept that out of my sight. The next thing was very jarring. He took my caged dick into his hands and proceeded to insert a thin metal rod into my urethra! "MMMMPPH! MMMMPH!!" my chest and knees raised, in a attempt to further the distance of my cock from his hands, but it didn't help at all. The rod kept going farther and farther in... One centimeter.. two centimeters. One inch.. two inches... three inches.. Finally it stopped. I heard a clanking of metal and looked down, I saw that the rod had little rubber clamps connecting it to the cage, as well as a rubber sheath just around the part of the rod that was now touching the cage. "This is so that the electric current doesn't go all over your precious little package." ELECTRICITY!? He was going to zap me! For how long!? Minutes?! More!? My head was swimming in fear, but I was extremely horny the entire time. My flat tummy felt like it was expanding with butterflies. "And then for your little balls!" He attached two pads to my balls, which felt cold because of a, I assume, light adhesive. I lightly squeeze my balls with the pads on them, then lightly tapped them and nodded to himself. "You ready for something cool? This is one of the reasons I love this table of mine. It's very... flexible." He went over to my feet and placed his hands on the edge of the table. He pulled out what sounded like a drawer of some sort, maybe some board that extends outward, and started pressing a button. *HRRRMMMM*! Wait.. What? My legs were rising. The bolts my cuffs attached to... are.. poles!? Poles that attached to the table! The 'rods' my ankles were attached to continued rising until my feet were level with my knees. Then, with another button press, the poles started to track up the table, pushing my knees past my caged cock. Once my knees were near my ears, toes above my body, butt COMPLETELY open for the world to see, the light hum of the 'table' ceased. "Your body really is quite perfect. And this is just a delicious pose for you, slave. Now, let's have some fun."Who knows when part 7 will be out!? :x I literally cannot believe it's been 18 months since I put out the last chapter.. wow.. D:
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