By Friday night it was obvious James wouldn’t be able to come through.
“I feel terrible about this,” he said to us when he got home, “but I’m going to need to go into work tomorrow and Sunday. How’s the studying coming along, Sebastian?”
Sebastian shrugged. “It’s under control. I’ll have to do some this weekend but I can give myself some free time as well. I need it.” He glanced at me.
James looked my way and the contemplative expression on his face made me very nervous.
“What?” I asked, with some trepidation. I’d seen that look before.
“I’ve been thinking over your predicament, Tate.”
He smiled slightly. “That comment about your hand got me thinking. Because I don’t like the idea of you getting yourself off all the time when that’s really my job.”
Oh shit. Me and my big mouth. It wasn’t the first time I’d regretted saying something in front of James. “What exactly are you implying?”
He smiled a slow, devious smile, turned and walked away. “I’ll be right back,” he said over his shoulder as he took the stairs two at a time.
I looked at Sebastian. Sebastian knew something. Or suspected something. He looked down at his crotch and shifted, then back at me.
A shiver went through me as the realization dawned. “Are you in chastity right now?” I said in a hushed voice.
He was good enough to look a bit sheepish before he replied. “Yes.”
I looked at where James had gone, then back at Sebastian.
Cock cages were like crack for Sebastian. He loved being under James’ complete control for days, sometimes weeks at a time. It was harder to keep him out of chastity sometimes than in it. You’d think he hated to jerk off but the thing was he loved it so much he needed a cage on to stop him. And when he hadn’t been able to satisfy himself for days he became more and more willing to do anything for some attention.
I, on the other hand, did not crave chastity. For me it was more of a punishment than anything, and James had only requested it of me on a couple of occasions. Something told me he was going to request it of me now.
Sure enough, he came back holding something. He held it out towards me cradled in the palm of his hand like a precious jewel. I stared at the stainless steel device that glinted in the light from the overhead bulbs. Then I glanced up at him.
“What if I say no?”
He shrugged. “Your loss, really. But, if you do accept my request, this will ensure that you behave yourself while I’m caught up in this unusual frenzy at work and that you are ready to celebrate when I can break free.”
I raised my eyebrows. “And when do you suppose that will be?”
He grinned. “By next weekend. I promise.”
My chin dropped. “A WEEK?” Like I said, I was nowhere near as hardcore as Sebastian. He’d gone three weeks before.
James nodded. “You can think it over. Talk to Sebastian. He’ll tell you all about it.”
“I know all about it.”
“No, you don’t. You’ve only ever had one of these on for a day or two, at most.”
I nodded. “Yeah, and I almost went insane.”
“You’re exaggerating,” James said, amused. “I’m sure you can handle it.”
I took the steel cage from him and looked it over, skeptical. Part of me wanted to prove to him that I could handle it. But another part of me was scared.
“Can I safe word if it’s just too much?”
“And you’ll take it off right away?”
“Yes. But if that happens I won’t reward you. You’ll have to reward yourself.” He smirked.
“Fuck, James. You and your mind games.”
“You love them.”
We stared each other down for several moments. Then I gave up. I always gave up. He always won.
“Fine. But with one condition.”
Now it was James who raised his eyebrows.
“If I can do it, if I can wear this stupid thing for an entire week without safe wording, then you will give me a fucking stupendous reward like nothing I’ve ever had before. I don’t know what it will be, but I’d better get to come at least five or six times as a reward if I do this. My orgasms will be the soup-de-jour for both you gentlemen for a day next weekend. Or at least an afternoon. Capiche?” I was completely serious.
James only smiled. “I do like it when you challenge me.”
~ From The Little Drummer Boy, coming December 8th.
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