You stumble into your bedroom and watch as the door silently closes behind you, hidden behind the cabinet. In the relative safety of your bedroom you try and make sense of the past few hours, from finding the hidden sex dungeon, through to being possessed and now locked in a cock cage, one that will get smaller if you don't find someone to invite to your bedroom this evening. It was truly unbelievable and you would have chalked it up as a random dream if it wasn't for the shiny lump of brass where your cock should be.
In your bathroom you attempt to use the mirrors to get a better look at the device, you couldn't not admit that the craftsmanship was amazing, every surface was perfectly smooth and seamless, the polish gave a near perfect reflection, and its design efficiently prevented you doing anything with yourself. You accept that for the moment at least, you are unable to find a way to remove the device, at least not one that wouldn't result in a very bad injury.
"Ding Ding... This is a reminder, Get ready for work..", Alexa declared, bring attention back to the day, you had a few hours of work to get through, and that's also the opportunity to think more on if you want to invite someone into this mess, or if there was a way out of this contraption.
Within 20mins you were dressed in your uniform, taking a while to obsess if the cage was making a visible bulge in your trousers, and having to accept or hope that it was just in your head and that noone will notice. Arriving at work a few mins early for your shift you try and keep behind the counter, again thinking that people will see something, or if someone would guess what it was there and then what would you do...
"Lexi", you stop for a moment as you take the customers name and for a moment they register as customer that you saw yesterday and were dreaming about, you involuntarily gasp as your cock stresses against the sides of the cage.
"Oh, I don't normally get that reaction so soon", she grinned at you, continuing to talk, arching over slightly to accidentally show more of her breasts, "Cream second please, a good amount will make me happy", that wasn't the worst line you have heard, but it was enough to make your cock strain once again, you none and take her money before making her drink.
As it wasn't busy you take it over to her table yourself, she is sitting at a low table in a comfy chair, low enough to be crotch height on you, your mind flashing to the cock cage again and if its visible. You are sure she takes a moment longer than needed to take her drink, you are sure you can feel her eyes staring through your trousers.. She asks you to join her.
You spend the last 15mins of your shift with her, she is a manager at one of the local businesses, she doesn't mention which other than she works weird hours and often doesn't get much time for herself. She drops more than a few hints about being single and not really looking for anything serious, you notice the time, standing you are about to excuse yourself.
"Hmm.. getting late, shame I don't have anyone.. anything to do this evening.", you turn to see her smiling and you are sure she is smiling at the bulge in your pants, occasionally looking up at you for an answer.
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