Chapter 6

“Well well well ... if it isn’t my horny roommate,” Ryan said. He was covered in sweat, having just completed his morning run. He closed the door behind him, then wiped his shirt across his dripping forehead. I got a peek at his glistening abs in the process, which was enough to set me off in my pent-up state. “How’s the cage treating you?”

“It’s, uh ... good,” I said sheepishly. That was a bit of a lie. My morning wood was straining harder than ever in its too-small cage. I flipped the blankets off my naked body and sat up, still coming to life after sleeping in.

Being naked was sort of normal for me at this point. It was still embarrassing, sure, but Ryan had seen my body far more than I cared to admit. See, for the past week I had been banned from wearing any clothes. That was the deal we made, and that was the price I paid for losing our friendly bet once again.

“It’s Saturday, you know.” My roommate walked over to his desk and took a seat. He pulled open a desk drawer and dug through it, coming out with a key a moment later.

My breath caught. The key to my cage. It was attached to a string, and I watched longingly as he placed it around his neck. It was a visual representation of his power over me. For all intents and purposes, Ryan owned my cock.

Ryan leaned back in his chair and put his feet up, grinning with satisfaction. “Care to make another bet?”

I stared at the key around his neck for a long moment before I could form a response. “I ... I don’t know,” I confessed.

“What do you mean? Don’t you want a chance to be freed? Or have you finally admitted to yourself that you belong in that tiny little cage?”