Day 2

Dear Diary,

Obviously the sign off from yesterday was another unseen order from my handlers. I think one of their aims is to break me. To make me submit willingly by using hypnosis to condition me. Or maybe it's just to mess with my head for their own amusement.

I did what it said though, unfortunately. I hardly slept. All I could think about was how pathetic I was. How I was a 'sissy.' Every cringe thing I ever said or did was played on a loop in my mind non-stop. Every time I felt inadequate, weak, small, emasculated, it all came back to me in a flood.

I wonder if that's part of how the hypnosis works. It takes a self-conscious person and uses that against them. That's why the confident people, the 'Alphas' are the ones in charge. They can't be affected.

Regardless, my packages have arrived. The ones I ordered yesterday. They made me pay extra for express delivery.

There were more than I was expecting. A small mountain of cardboard boxes and plastic bags. They didn't bother with discreet packaging. Sex toy logos were on most of them, visible to anyone passing by in the dorm hallway.

I quickly took them in and started opening. The first box was a big black rubber dildo, carefully carved to be as realistic as possible, down to the veins.

The next box was also a dildo, though this one was purple, a bit smaller, and had suction cup balls on the bottom.

Fuzzy hand-cuffs, a vibe wand, a ball gag, a blindfold. Each successive box made my heart sink a little more. I wondered if these were all for me. Not to use... but to have used on me.

I got my answer when I opened the last box. A small one.

It contained the thing I had been most dreading to see: A cock cage. Small, plastic, and pink.

"Put it on, sissy!" a message on my phone ordered. "You'll find a lock on your nightstand. Lock yourself up. We hope your beta cock enjoys its new prison!"

To my horror, I began stripping as I walked to the nightstand. A pile of sex toys on my floor behind me. I tugged my boxers down and slipped the cage over my balls, stuffing my penis into the plastic. It was tight. Perfectly snug around my dick so that it just barely hurt. I clicked it shut and reached for the lock.

I fought as hard as I could, of course, but couldn't even slow myself down. The lock clipped in place and I shut it without hesitation. There was no key anywhere in sight. I was naked, locked in a cock cage, and surrounded by dildos and sex toys.

That's when someone knocked on my door.