"I invited a friend over, can you get something?"

"Sure baby," you reply, "what do you need?"

A minute passes, and you get the reply, "just a new bottle of wine?"

You reply, "whatever you want! Who is it?"

Alice replies, "it's a surprise! But you'll like it!" Not sure what that means given Alice's recent behavior, you go back to work and finish your day. You actually finish early and your boss tells you to take off early rather than sit around the office doing nothing, so you text Alice to let her know.

"Okay, baby," Alice replies after a few minutes, when you're on your way to the car, "see you then!"

You drive home, picking up the wine on the way, and open the door. Walking in, you're greeted by the unmistakable smell of sweat and sex, and you notice the couch cushions are out of place. You call out, "baby, I'm home..." unsure what to think, and feeling slightly agitated about the situation.

Alice calls out from the bedroom, "okay, baby! Just put the food on the kitchen table, I'll be right out!"

You set the food down, and curious and apprehensive, begin to walk to the bedroom. Alice comes out, shutting the door behind her, and you immediately notice she's naked, sweaty, flushed, and smelling of sex. She walks over and kisses you, and you detect a slippery, slightly salty, taste on her lips and breath.

You cut to the chase, "baby, are you fucking around again?"

Alice smiles at you, scrunching her face up cutely. "A little, maybe...why do you ask?"

You scowl at her, and tell her, "because you're obviously fucking around again".

Alice gives you another quick kiss, pats your chest, and says, "don't be sour about it baby, I'm being safe this time. No crazy hook-up, I've been talking to him since yesterday. He has his papers and everything."

You ask, "papers?"

Alice says, "yeah, a recent STI test and blood screen. He's clean, and no ****."

You ask, "how long has he been here?"

Alice smiles, saying, "questions can wait, let's get you dressed for fun too. You wanna have fun too, right baby?" she says, winking.

You ask, "you mean a threesome?"

She grins, and takes your hand in a slightly-slippery one of hers. "Something like that, you'll see..." and she pulls you to the office and begins to strip you. By the time you're naked, you're already fully erect, and excited despite your trepidation and mixed feelings of jealousy, frustration, and apprehension.

Alice pushes you down to the chair, bending over to kiss your erect cock. She reaches over to the desk, and ties your wrists to the chair's arms with two scarves. With two more scarves, she ties your knees to the chair's arms, forcing your legs apart. After, she wraps a scarf around your eyes, blindfolding you.

Kissing your cock again, she says, "that's not gonna do...I'll be right back, baby". You hear her leave, wondering exactly what she's doing. You hear the fridge open and shut, and a moment later she returns and you feel the cold, sharp pain of an ice pack on your groin. You yelp and buck your hips, trying to throw it off.

"Baby, what the fuck?" you cry out. Alice giggles, and says, "I need it soft and numb for what I'm about to do...now, don't move or else I'll tie the ice pack to your cock, and it'll be worse. I'll be back in fifteen minutes, okay?" She leaves you with the ice pack on your groin, and returns to the bedroom, shutting the door. You're too frustrated with her to think about what's going on one room over, and push the sound of muffled groans and moans out of your mind as you sit, quietly fuming.

After a while, how undecidedly sexy this situation is for you, and the unrelenting, somewhat painful, cold of the ice pack causes your cock to deflate, and eventually numb. Alice finally comes back in the office, and before you can protest, removes the ice pack and gives your genitals an exploratory poke and pinch. "Can you feel that?" Alice asks.

"No, I can't feel that," you growl at her. Alice says to you in a less-patient, edgier, that makes you shut up, "don't pout". You hear the clinking of metal, and barely feel Alice handling your genitals. It almost feels like she slides something around your cock and balls, and something else around your cock, and then more handling followed by the sound of a tiny padlock being shut. Alice handles your genitals a bit more, saying, "seems like a good fit to me..." and she slips something that feels like a ring of metal around your neck, rotating it and screwing something into place with a small key.

"Baby, what are you..." you begin to ask, and Alice removes your blindfold. "Ta-da!" she sings out, and you look down to see your cock in a metal cage. She puts a hand mirror in front of your face, and you see you're wearing a metal collar, with a little loop at the front for a leash. "What the hell is this?" you ask.

"It's a chastity cage, something to keep you from getting hard, playing, or getting off until I say so," Alice says. You look at her angrily, and she says, "...and I have the keys, they're in a very special place you'll never find, and it will take a bolt cutter or a lockpick to get that off any other way. And since I know for a fact you can't pick locks..." she continues, "...I suggest you stop scowling if you want that off any time soon".

You glare at her a bit, and realize she literally has you by the balls. You say, "fine, you've made your point, but what are you getting at? I already said I'm okay with you fooling around..."

Alice says, "I know, but I want to up the ante. And I don't want you getting any ideas, like thinking it's okay if you fool around on me. Your dick's all mine," she says, smirking. "And from what I read online, after a few days in that cage, you're going to let me do anything and everything I want just to get that cage off..."

You ask, "what if I don't?"

Alice turns to walk out of the office, stopping by the door, turning to you with her hand on the doorframe. "Those scarves aren't on that tight, you could get out of them if you really tried...and you just sat right there with an ice pack on your dick while I fucked another man in our bed. And that ice pack was on your dick because it got hard from me fucking another man.

"Baby, you're not going anywhere." Alice's precise, incisive, dissection of your attempted resistance crushes you a bit. You hang your head, defeated, and admit, "no, I'm not".