Adam’s Locktober bet

Your life had been going well. You were knocking out classes in college, living on a tidy amount gifted from your parent while in school, and had been going out with your new girlfriend for about a month now. You were both still getting to know each other, slowly letting down boundaries and revealing more about each other.

Your girlfriend seemed to good to be true. Demonica was a total hottie, with jet black hair she normally wore with a banged bob due, normally wearing spooky goth or alt wear. She had mentioned multiple times she lived for October, and you assumed she simply loved Halloween. That is, until the stupid bet you made.

Near the end of September, she had jokingly mentioned locktober, a whole month of chastity. You had just started having sex with her, and were discovering her kinkiness, so the idea of losing that seemed ridiculous to you, so you laughed it off. That is, until the night before October began.

You were hanging out at her apartment that she shared with two roommates that were thankfully out. It’s not that you didn’t get along with them, just that when the three were together they had a tendency of ganging up on you. This night though, you were watching a new episode of a baking competition, debating who did worse and who would go home.

“Alex had two bad baked, and was only mediocre in the showstopper!” You exclaimed

She rebutted with “yes, but Natalie was utterly embarrassing in her final bake, and has been mediocre the whole season.”

After some lighthearted arguing, she said “ok bet. Alex gets kicked off, I’ll do any fantasy in bed you like. But when he doesn’t, like I know he won’t, you’ll have to do my fantasy.”

You agreed and shook on it, not knowing what you were getting yourself into. Sure enough, Natalie was the bottom baker, and Demonica gloated with a literal victory dance.

“Yea yea, they clearly chose wrong, but whatever, you win.” You mutter in clear defeat. Still, you figure this may be a win win, getting to still live out a kinky fantasy with your hot girlfriend, even if it was any your own. “So, how may I be of service then?”

“Mmm I do love that attitude” she jests in a sultry voice, walking up and sliding her fingers through your hair as she stands over you. Grabbing hold loosely, she pulls your head back and leans in, her lips an inch from yours as she says “I want to see more of this obedience, my good little slut...” her degradingly calling you a slut surprised and turned you on, though you bit your lip as she revealed “but you’ll discover what you owe me later, at an appropriate time.”

With that she kissed your forehead, and slipped from her dominant tone to her goofy cheerful one. You spent the rest of the night hanging out with her like normal, with her playfully refusing to tell you.

You both went to sleep around 10 in her bed, her saying she had an early morning planned. So when you were awoken shortly after midnight on the 1st of October, you were certainly suprised. Even more so after she revealed why she woke you up.

“Happy 1st day of locktober!” She squealed with delight. “So this is my fantasy you’ll be fulfilling, me locking up your cute cock all month and holding the key. If you are good and obedient, I may still let you cum... but if not, it may be on even longer!”

You are in shock, especially as you look down and see what you were feeling, your cock straining against a small cage.