Chapter 2

Everyone in this story is 18+.

The first night was the hardest. After being denied any sort of release, freshly locked in this stupid cage, I struggled to fall asleep. I was so fucking horny. Even when I finally drifted off, I was eventually woken up by my body’s sad attempt at an erection. You don’t realize how often you get hard during the night until there’s a cage preventing it from happening. Over the course of the first night, I probably woke up three or four times to my dick straining in its cage.

Sunday morning, I woke up tired, groggy, and - unsurprisingly - horny. I sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and doing my best to ignore my dick. “Morning, Ryan,” I said.

“Good morning!” he replied. He clearly had a much better night than I did. “How’s the cage treating you?”

“Terrible,” I said.

“Aw, James. That’s too bad,” he teased. “You’ve still got six more days before you get another shot at freedom!”

My heart fluttered at that. Six more days ... and even then, it was only a chance. I’d have to challenge him to another video game, knowing he outmatched me in every way. Even if I could beat him, there was no way I could last until next Saturday. I needed to strike another deal with him. One that he couldn’t say no to.

“What if we made a trade?” I asked. “Then would you unlock me sooner?”