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Chapter 32 by foogrussy foogrussy

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Try on the chastity cage

you think about protesting but it's only been a few minutes since you promised your fiance to do whatever her mother asked you to do.

"Please take off your pants and panties," says Rebeccah's mother, turning to you.

"What? Right here in the kitchen?" you ask.

"Yes, why not. We have all seen what you have down there. There's no reason to be shy," she says.

What can you do? You unfasten your pants and lower them and then slide your panties - blue ones with little flowers - off your hips and onto the floor where you step out of them. It's a peculiar and humiliating feeling, standing in the kitchen with your fiance and her mother, completely exposed, while they are fully clothed.

"Have a seat," says Rebeccah's mother, indicating a chair, so you sit, and then she pulls up another chair so she is facing you. She opens the box and pulls out a stainless steel ring, a little cage shaped like half of a sphere made of metal bars, and a pair of keys.

"This is what the woman at the store suggested when I described your problem. The ring goes around your testicles first, and then you pull your penis through. After that, you fit the cage over the top and lock it. Scoot forward."

You pull yourself forward so you are sitting on the edge of the chair. Rebeccah's mother gently pulls your testicles through the ring, and then your penis, which is a tight squeeze. Without too much tugging and pulling, you are ready for the next step. The little cage fits over the head of your penis and then fits together with the ring. After that, the key locks the two together. Your penis is caged into it's smallest state, about an inch long, and you realize it isn't uncomfortable, but it now feels somewhat heavy, pulling down on your penis and testicles. Rebeccah's mother hands one key to Rebeccah, and the other one she attaches to the necklace around her neck.

"I will let you out of your cage to clean underneath it, and once the pills start working, you won't have to wear it at all," says Rebeccah's mother.

She gets you a glass of water and hands you a pill. You glance at Rebeccah and she shrugs. You promised. You take the pill and swallow it.

"Why don't you two go watch TV while I prepare dinner?" says Rebeccah's mother.

You pull on your panties and pants and go into the living room.

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