Locked for Life
Copyright© 2025 by SlumberingToad
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - A romantic proposal with a twist... a cock cage instead of a ring.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Consensual Reluctant Romantic Gay Fiction DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Anal Sex Masturbation Oral Sex
Everyone in this story is 18+.
My heart was racing. I stood up once more, ready to remove the last piece of clothing I had. I backed away from the table to give everyone a good view, then placed my thumbs inside the waistband. I glanced back at Jason, who nodded for me to continue. Then I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and pulled.
My underwear fell to the ground, revealing my caged dick to Bobby and Eric.
Bobby gasped. “No way,” he said incredulously. “Is that ... a chastity cage?”
“Yes,” I muttered. My cheeks were bright red.
“That’s hot,” Eric commented. “How long have you been wearing it?”
“A whole month,” Jason said proudly. He held up the chain around his neck, showing off the key. “Since we got engaged.” He went on to explain the conditions of our engagement, his frequent use of my holes, and how I was never allowed to cum again.
“Sheesh. You must be horny,” Eric said.
“You have no idea,” I said sheepishly. I glanced downward, unwilling to make eye contact with anyone. I stood naked before them all, red in the face, feeling incredibly exposed. To make things worse, my dick swelled in its cage and started leaking precum.
Jason stood and walked over to me. “This cage is the best. Grant’s been so obedient ever since I locked him up. Isn’t that right, babe?” he asked, grabbing me by the balls and squeezing gently.
I let out a small gasp, then nodded.
“Why don’t you show our guests just how obedient you are? Get on your knees.”
I couldn’t believe this was happening. Despite the humiliation, I immediately fell to my knees before my fiancé. I looked up at him, waiting for further instruction. My dick was like a leaky faucet, dripping precum onto my balls.
“Good job,” Jason said. He ran his hand through my hair, smiling with approval. Then he turned his attention back to Bobby and Eric. “Who wants a blowjob?”
My jaw dropped.
Both of our friends were silent for a moment. They looked at each other, then back at me. I waited on my knees, completely naked, while they contemplated Jason’s question. Finally, Eric spoke up. “I do,” he said nervously. He stood up and walked over, shirtless but otherwise clothed.
“Go ahead,” Jason said encouragingly. “He’s gotten very good at sucking dick this past month.”