Sam's mom stops by that afternoon

Your classes that day go awful. All you can think about is Sam's mom showing up at your house after school. You are in your room doing homework when the doorbell rings. You rush downstairs and open the door and are greeted by the stern face of Sam's mom. Her arms are crossed, and she's dressed dangerously and looks impatient.

"Didn't I make it clear I was coming?" Is the first thing she says as she steps past you. You are stunned by how brazen she is and follow after her, not knowing what to say. She walks into the living room and sits down on the sofa.

"Come here James." She patted the sofa next to her. You trudge up to her and sit down.

"Let's cut to the chase, Samantha is becoming a woman, and she needs to learn how to act like a lady and not be corrupted by your puny ideals. And because the other one was too small, I've got you a new..." She dug in her purse and pulled out a new tube to the chastity cage. "You are going to try this one out." She dangles it from her hand, holding it between her thumb and index finger.

"Put it on, or are you wearing the other one already?" You shake your head.

"No, it was really too small, Mrs. Johnson." She lowers her hand.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Go get it." You scamper to your room and dig out the box with the chastity device. Return to Sam's mother, who looks already bored. You nervously place the box on the coffee table and look at Sam's mom.

"What are you waiting for? It won't put itself on." You fidget with your hand in front of your private part.

"It's just that I've ne..." She gives you a condescending look.

"never shown yourself naked? Please, I've already seen that meat you have between your legs." She holds up her phone."Remember?" You blush at the realization." Come on and show me that third leg."

You hesitantly unzip your pants and let them fall to the floor. After that, your underpants follow the same fate. You open that box and thread the ring behind your balls. You reach out to Sam's mom for the tube, and she smiles at you impishly.

"What do good boys say?" You go pink on your face and ask.

"Can I have the chastity tube, Mrs. Johnson?" She drops it in your outstretched hand.

"Good boy." You feel like you are being toyed with, but wisely, you keep quiet while you thread your member into the tube. It takes some gentle persuading, but you manage to incase it inside the device. As you look up, you see Mrs. Johnson watching you with a lust-filled expression. She leans forward.

"Come closer so I can see it properly." You take a few steps forward and present yourself. Let me help you with that." She digs in her purse and pulls out a brass lock. "I won't lock it now, but I must see how it fits." She doesn't hesitate before scuffing aside your hands and inserting the lock in the fixture point. The lock shuts the cage, and she guides your hands behind your back. Mrs. Johnson leans back to take you all in. Something flashes in her eyes for a second before her eyes focus again.

"That will have to do." She rests her chin on her hand. "Now that you're properly contained, you will be allowed to see my daughter again, of course under supervision." She touches the lock and continues. "Do you want to see her now?"