Panic?

The surge of panic quickly cut through Harry's remaining arousal. Shifting position to get a better look at the cage reminded him quickly of the plug in his ass, still pulsing to his heartbeat. Reaching around to his ass, Harry gripped the flared base and gently pulled, only to moan at the sensation it caused. Taking a breath to steady himself, he pulled harder on the plug, moaning again but not stopping until the plug slid out and onto the floor.

Checking with a finger, Harry found that his asshole was slightly open and almost sucked his finger in when he clenched, though it stayed closed after he did. Next he reached to his chest and pulled the suckers off of his nipples with a loud pop. Hissing as he rubbed them, they poked almost an inch away from his body, red and swollen from the toys. The gag was unbuckled and removed, leaving Harry to work the ache out his jaw.

Dropping the removed toys into a pile, Harry put his attention to the cage on his cock and frowned when he found that the lock had no hole for a key. With worry starting to bubble up inside him, he hurriedly checked the box the toys came from for anything key-like inside. Finding a worryingly life like dildo, a coil of rope and soft looking collar.

Underneath the remaining toys, Harry found a few small pages of instructions for the toy box. Leafing through it quickly he found the details for the cage. “The lock for the cage can be removed with the preset passcode, after ten play sessions of over an hour or after three months. Shit! Attempts to circumvent this will result in punishment of increasing severity! Merlin's tit! This is awful.” Harry groaned to himself.

With a heavy heart, Harry gave up on the cage for now. He scooped up the toys from the floor and dropped them back into the box and turned to find where his clothes had gone.