Your best option is to go back "to home".

After some consideration, the idea that you should rest now and reflect on the events that have happened dominates your thoughts.

So you leave the college building and are about to go to your student dorm room.

As you pass through the checkpoint, the look of one of the guards makes you feel embarrassed and almost goosebumps on your skin.

Mr. Castillo…

Probably, the suspicious look in his black eyes indicates that he will be keeping a close eye on you in the future.

"Does he really think that I am smuggling joints of weed onto the campus?!" you think fearfully.

Stepping outside and looking back at the multi-story college building, you try to calm yourself down: “Everything is OK… I didn’t do anything bad… No forbidden things… No weed… I have nothing to be afraid of…”

Alas, your consciousness immediately shows you a memory of your recent action, which does not at all correspond to the thesis “I didn’t do anything forbidden”: you stole women’s underwear from the laundry.

Black women’s thongs, women’s lace tights, a black women’s bra…

Your first theft…

An extremely reckless and emotionally impulsive act provoked by a mixture of shame, weakness of will and fear in your consciousness…

You already regret this act of yours.

However, you are powerless to change anything.

The fabric of the black women's thong you stole is felt right now on the skin of your plump, smooth, hairless butt...

And, if you had the courage to honestly admit your own feelings - these sensations are extremely amazing.

Probably, such sensations are explained by the combination of your absolutely smooth skin and the exquisitely soft silk fabric of women's underwear...

And, perhaps, some individual psychological effect of the perception of this situation...

A young guy who, like a girl, regularly shaves all the hair from his body and secretly wears women's underwear...

All this is so humiliating, combined with those depraved things that you were **** to do together with your roommate Peter.

And then there is a flat chastity cage on your body, which "transforms" your miniature cocklet into something absolutely and ridiculously insignificant.

The silky fabric of a light pink lace women's bra touches your nipples with every movement, giving rise to a strange feeling of some kind of vicious and shameful pleasure.

A spicy mixture of **** humiliation and intense, lasting pleasure...

Thinking about recent events, your actions, and indulging in conflicting emotions, you walk forward, among a small avenue of trees.

The laughter of children chasing each other in some silly game...

On some benches, young students are sitting and chatting enthusiastically...

Your gaze catches sight of several loving couples indulging in flirtation...

The memories of your only short-lived relationship with a girl and the shameful collapse of this relationship cause pain in the depths of your soul.

You try to look away and quicken your pace...

So, you enter the building of the student dormitory and soon you find yourself inside your room.

Your roommate has not yet returned from college.

"Perhaps Peter decided, as usual, to go to the library after lectures..." - you think.

It is now about 4 pm.

You decide to take advantage of the opportunity and look for information on how to remove the flat chastity cage from your body.

Peter would clearly not approve of such an intention of yours. However, you are afraid that problems similar to this morning's situation may arise more and more often in the future.

You feel that this terrible metal device, mercilessly squeezing the flesh of your pathetic micro-dick, clearly somehow affects your psychological state.

As if you became much faster and more aroused in the sexual sense of the word...

Combined with the inability to relieve sexual tension and jerk off your cocklet - this fact looks just awful...

And, as you saw today in the toilet of the college building, this fact carries significant risks that you can get into a dangerous situation.

Because of such thoughts, you open your laptop and start looking for information on the Internet regarding the question that interests you.

"How to remove a chastity cage from a body if there is no key"...

Unfortunately, such a search query in the browser does not immediately lead you to finding at least something useful.

In half an hour of searching, you are repeatedly **** to go to sites that, as it turns out, contain completely different information than you would like to find.

Lots of porn sites...

Lots of lewd videos...

Lots of locked sissies getting fucked by big cocks in their depraved analholes, mouths and throats...

Perhaps, in this case, the history of previous search queries in the browser and the abundance of porn videos that you previously watched during web-surfing played a role.

You, feeling the growth of shameful sexual arousal, continue searching for information...

For the next half hour, you come across many sites with so-called "sissy captions"...

What you see causes **** shame...

Perceiving this information, you blush from humiliation and awareness. That what you saw directly relates to you.

Lots of short videos...

Lots of graphic images...

Just a couple of months ago you didn't even know about anything like this...

And now it's as if a whole new world has appeared before you...

A whole abyss of sissy-content...

Abyss of humiliation and shameful depraved pleasures...

These "sissy captions" clearly contain ideas that "hit" the most **** spot of your soul...

Ideas that a chastity cage is a symbol of your humiliation, which you fully deserve because of your physical and mental insignificance as a male.

Ideas that a chastity cage is a natural result of your life, which was based on weakness, infantilism, shameful womanishness and weak-willedness.

Ideas that a chastity cage is a device that will only make the existence of sissies like you better by stimulating their development in the direction of their true nature.

You continue trying to find at least something useful...

However, what you saw is persistently "imprinted" in your mind...

You also come across some incomprehensible terms.

For example: "BNWO", "**** feminization", "sissy-hypno"...

Ignoring this, you continue looking for ways to remove the chastity cage from your body without the key...

After another hour of searching, you almost despair.

You think: "Maybe I should just do nothing and wait? Peter said that the donator took the keys for only one week... After completing the task, he will return the keys and I will be able to remove this terrible metal device from my body!"

Suddenly, already about to stop web-surfing, you found one strange site...

Judging by the description, it contains information about exactly what you are interested in.

"Chastity Cage Removal Services"...

However, to enter the site, you need to temporarily disable the antivirus system on your computer.

So, what do you want to do now?

Do you decide to just wait and hope that after a week the keys to your flat chastity cage will be returned?

Or will you try to find a way to remove this metal device from your body before the week is up?

You need to make a decision right now - after all, your roommate can return at any moment...