Jason's Devotion
by
beck_and_call@hotmail.com
Chapter 2
Back at her place, Katya set her plan in motion.
"Have a seat, Jason. I'll be down in a minute."
I sat on the sofa and tried to rearrange my bulging erection to make it
more...comfortable. A small wet spot marked my Jockeys with a stain of
pre-cum fluid. Fifteen anxious minutes later, Katya appeared, clad only
in a sheer black nightgown and hiding something behind her back.
"I have a gift for you, too, Jason. Something to show that I care. It
symbolizes my commitment to you. It proves that I don't want anyone
else to have you or to love you."
With this little preamble, Katya produced the gift. She held it out in
front of her on both upturned palms. It was a metal contraption with a
padlock and a spherical centerpiece that resembled a birdcage. In fact,
that's what she called it, "The Bird Cage." It was a chastity device,
no doubt, and she intended for me to wear it. I was to surrender my
cock and balls to my Mistress and lock them in the cage.
As soon as the small box arrived in the mail the previous day, Katya
eagerly opened it. She ordered it two months before when she surfed the
Web looking for a chastity device for me. The birdcage immediately
caught her eye. It cost $200 dollars, but seemed ideal for long-term
wear.
It was made entirely from welded stainless steel and was built to last.
Katya read the instructions and silently purred. A slight grin formed
across her beautiful face as she read aloud:
"The larger ring is pulled open, attached behind the testicles and
penis, then closed. The penis is then placed in the cage itself and the
cage is, in turn, attached to the ring. The padlock is then installed,
firmly securing the male and completely preventing sex or even
masturbation. It is possible to urinate while wearing the device,
although the male may have to sit like a woman. The device can not be
detected under clothing, does not unduly interfere with movement, and
can be worn for quite extended periods."
"You have two choices, my sweet Jason. Put it on or get out. It's
entirely up to you."
I noticed that from her necklace dangled a small gold key -- the key to
the cage, apparently.
"Your days of masturbatory freedom are over, my jellybean. From now on,
you'll have no choice but to be totally sweet for me at all times," she
said with a satisfied look.
The stainless steel device consisted of two pieces that, when locked
together, was supposed to prevent erection, and make masturbation
impossible. The two main components were the cock ring and the cage.
The inside circumference of the ring was the same as the outside
circumference of my flaccid penis. Where the metal of the ring came
together, it was bent at a 90 degree angle, forming two 1/2" plates
that had been drilled to accept a small padlock. The second and main
component of the device was the cock cage itself. Made out of the same
1/2" wide stainless steel strip, there were three parts: a ring and two
sections that were formed in a "U" shape.
"I'm going to make myself a cup of tea. When I return, I expect you
either to be gone or naked and on your knees in front of the sofa.
Choose wisely, for it may be the most important decision of your life."
As I watched Katya's sweet behind saunter into the kitchen, I decided
that my fate was sealed. I would give myself to her in the literal
sense. When she returned, I was indeed naked and kneeling.
"Very well, Jason. You may have made the worst decision of your
life...or the best. Only time will tell.
Katya picked up a pencil from the coffee table and flicked it at my
heavy-hanging scrotal sac. Before my brain could recover from the
shock, she fitted the ring around my flaccid penis and behind my balls
and slipped the cage over easily. The slot in the long tab on the cage
fit over the tabs of the cock ring. She replaced the lock that came
with the cage with one of her own. It was a personalized gold padlock
with the inscription of the letter "K."
Katya snapped the lock on, and I was totally secured...and chaste. I
would be able to urinate, but completely unable to have a full
erection, or have sexual intercourse. My balls were slightly squeezed
between the penis cage ring and the cock ring behind my balls.
"As you start to get an erection, the cock ring will trap the blood in
your cock, which will prolong the time it will take for your semi-
erection to subside," Katya matter-of-factly explained to me. "You may
need to experiment to discover in which position it is more comfortable
to wear, either pointing up or down. A jock strap may be necessary to
keep it from pointing straight out and causing an embarrassing tent in
your pants. Although the girls at work may enjoy that, don't you think,
Jason?"
I needn't answer. I only stared at my imprisoned organ and listened to
Katya's soothing voice.
"The device is surprisingly comfortable when you are flaccid. But when
you wake up with that morning wood...hoo-boy! It will REALLY hurt. If I
were you, I wouldn't dare dream about me. It may not be worth it. When
you start to become aroused, the cage will prevent a complete erection
and the tissue will begin to bulge out between the large ring and the
cage. This may be extremely uncomfortable, even painful, Jason, dear.
In due time, you will learn not to become erect."
This was a more serious predicament than I first thought. With my
manhood imprisoned, the ruthless chastity device merely allowed a
partial erection which took all the willpower in the world to
accomplish. I had suffered through full tumescence nearly all night
long and the cold, unyielding metal cage would have rendered this all
but impossible.
"I think it's time for me to sate my own randy cravings, don't you
think?" Katya purred, sliding the tip of her wet tongue over her glossy
pink lips.
After we entered her bedroom, Katya ordered me to lie flat on my back.
I shuddered as she manacled my wrists to the top two corners of the
bed. She gently stroked my cheek and blew in my ear. I moaned but Katya
ignored me, tying my ankles to the bottom two corners of the bed. She
then slowly removed her negligee until she was just clad in panties.
They were cherry red, just like the ribbon in her hair. She crawled
over my face and planted a deep kiss on my trembling mouth. I arched my
back as she removed the rest of her undergarments.
My new keyholder then straddled my head to face my captured erection.
All that I could see was her luscious rump. But she peered around to
tell me, in no uncertain terms, to please her. I then used my tongue to
swab every inch of my princess, from the crease of her buttocks to her
navel. She was absolutely delectable and her wine soon coated every
square inch of my adoring face. My own cock pulsated helplessly in its
semi-rigid state and leaked seminal fluid as Katya blew softly on it
and playfully flicked her tongue.
Agonizingly stifled with desire, I orally pleased Katya for two hours
and gave her several orgasms. She kept me on edge by teasing me with
her succulent tongue and sweet lips, but I was denied release. There
was just no way to achieve orgasm with that infernal device secured.
We were still locked in a "69" when Katya softly eased into a content
slumber. I, of course, could not sleep and when she awoke in the
morning, I had a throbbing headache. Leaving me bound, she showered and
dressed quickly, stuffing her panties in my mouth and sealing my mouth
with silver duct tape.
"My sweet Jason, I have such wicked delights in store for you. I hope
you can keep up with me. I'm very insatiable, you know. I hope you have
a strong tongue, at least as strong as that metal prison that keeps
such a close eye on your...I mean my...cock."
Moving closer, Katya placed a sweet, wet, loving kiss on top of the
thick tape. I could have sworn that I felt her hot breath seep through.
