Chapter 2: The husband

Luca looked down at the chastity cage in his hand. It was a dismal sight. The little cage was made of cold steel and had two parts. There was a base ring that would go around the base of his genitals and a cage tube that would confine his cock. The device stoked his curiosity as his hand brushed over the three locking pins projecting from the base ring. The middle pin that secured the ring to the cage tube had a hole at its tip to receive the shackle of a small padlock.

“I don’t wanna wear it, Anne,” Luca said. His hands were reluctant to let go of the cage as Anne grabbed it.

“A deal is a deal, darling,” Anne replied. The corners of her mouth turned up as she felt the cage. “I’ve held my end. Now is your turn to make me happy.”

“Only a month?” Apprehension was visible on his face as he fidgeted with his hands.

“Yes, just a month. It will be over before you know it,” she said as she took his hand and rubbed it gently with her thumb.

Once he was assured, he gave a little nod. Anne took the base ring and gently pushed one of Luca’s testicles through it. It was less painful than he’d expected, but it was not a walk in the park either. “One down,” she said. “One more to go.”

Sweat beaded his skin and trickled down his brown as she passed the second testicle through the ring. He knew then and there that pushing them in was one thing, but pulling them out would be another. He already dreaded the day he would have to force his testicles back through the other way.

“You doing okay?” Anne asked, chewing her bottom lip. She then leaned in and gave a peck on his cheeks. “You are doing very well,” she said. “It takes a strong man to keep his promises, and you are not just any strong man--you are my strong man.”

Her words made Luca’s heart flutter, and a small smile appeared on his face. “Yeah ... you are right,” he murmured. “It takes someone as strong as me to go through with this,” he said with false bravado. He shifted slightly on the bed and took in a deep breath as he braced for the last part--getting the penis through the ring. “Let’s get this over with.”

Despite his efforts, it was no easy task to get his erection down, not when his wife had to hold his penis in her hand to get the job done. She gave a few more attempts, but the little guy was persistent. “An ice pack it is then,” she said.

The freezing chill of ice and the fear of frostbite on his crown jewel soon shrunk Luca’s already small cock into a nub. After that, the penis passed through with ease and, before he knew it, Anne had already put the pins in place and locked the padlock. She gave a gentle tug to it before saying, “All done. Good job, my love.”

Luca stared at his own reflection on the steel cage, his body warped and twisted. “Am I gonna be able to stay like this for one whole month?” he pondered, drifting back to the moment when he made the deal.

It had been two days, and he had been dying for sex when she had offered her body to him. She had told him that he could enter her as many times as he wanted for a weekend and would fulfil all his sexual fantasies. The catch had been that he had to wear the cage afterwards. “For just a month,” she had said.

She insisted that he jerked off too much, and that the lock-up was necessary to control his premature ejaculation. She also promised to reward him with another weekend of unimaginable fun once the month was over.