You turn the water on and start showering...

The only soap and shampoo in here are made and scented for women, and so is the shaving cream you were given. You've used women's bathing products before and never given it thought, but something about the environment you're currently in makes it uniquely humiliating to have to use now.

It takes you what feels like forever to shave your body, and you feel you must have been in the shower nearly an hour as you trim down your hair, shave once to reduce the length further, and a second time to make yourself smooth as directed. It takes both disposable razors and a third you retrieve from the cabinet to get the job done. Luckily you manage to avoid nicking anything sensitive, and after no small effort, you're smooth from the neck down.

You're in the process of rinsing off, when you hear voices outside the bathroom. Someone walks in, and you recognize Shonda's voice, "honey are you still in the shower? Damn. I thought I took forever..."

You say, "hi, Shonda...I..."

Shonda says, "ma'am. I'm not Shonda to you anymore, I'm ma'am."

Taken aback and a bit excited by the correction, you say, "uh, yes, ma'am. I was just, shaving. It took a while to get everything smooth...I'm rinsing off now..."

Shonda says, "well, turn off the shower and open the door, let me get a look at you. I got something for you."

You stutter out, feeling very self-conscious, "uh, sure, Sh...ma'am". You shut off the shower and open the door, standing naked, wet, and very humiliated in front of the woman. She's wearing heels and business clothes, and in heels she stands eye-to-eye with you, but right now she feels she towers over you.

She stands there, appraising you again, her eyes moving over every inch of your body. "Turn around," she orders. You do, slowly, and come around to face her again. Shonda nods, saying "well it took you a while but you got yourself nice and smooth. Good job. Now, what I got for you..."

She turns to a tote bag you recognize on the sink. It's one of yours, Alice must have packed your bag for you and delivered it to Shonda earlier today. Shonda fishes something out of the tote bag, and turns to you, holding a metal cock cage very similar to the one Bunny wears. You raise your eyebrows, wondering if this woman you barely know intends to put this cage on you, and your concern is quickly answered as Shonda unceremoniously reaches forward and grabs you by the cock and balls.

You reflexively go to step back and yelp a little, but Shonda tugs a bit on your sensitive and smooth genitals, causing you a bit of pain. "Don't fuss," she warns you, "you don't want it to hurt when I put it on".

She handles your genitals casually, almost clinically, and expertly slides the cold steel ring around your cock and balls, pulling your genitals through and making sure the fit is right. Your skin is still wet and slick from the residual shaving cream you had yet to rinse off, and the shower had made your genitals soft and fully relaxed, so the ring slips on without issue. You feel your cock beginning to engorge a bit, but Shonda takes the portion of your cage that goes around your cock, stuffs your mostly-soft meat into it, and has it in place with the ring before you can begin to get more erect. Shonda slides the shackle of a small padlock through the point where ring and cage meet, locking it quickly.

Shonda handles your caged genitals, shifting them left, right, up, and down to check the fit. Finally, still holding your balls in her hand, asks you, "that feel all right? No pinching, doesn't feel like your blood flow's being cut off? Won't be comfortable, but it shouldn't hurt, either." She lets go, and the weight of the metal cage pulls your cock and balls down into a low-slung position.

The cage feels snug, it will definitely keep you from becoming erect, but at the same time it gives you a constant low-level stimulation that prevents you from becoming fully soft. The weight of the cage causes your genitals to sway when you walk or move, and for now it just feels incredibly odd to wear.

You tell Shonda, "no, ma'am. It doesn't hurt at all, and it doesn't feel like it's going to cut off circulation. It just feels...weird."

Shonda gives your balls a light, exploratory swat, that doesn't hurt but makes your cage bounce up and down. "Alice picked that out, looks like she sized you right the first time. I woulda put you in a small cage, but that's me. She's got the keys, so you aren't getting out of that until Sunday at the earliest, or whenever she decides it's time. It's gonna feel weird until you get used to it, then you won't notice it at all. Until you get horny," Shonda chuckles.

She turns back to the bag. "Now turn around and bend down a little at the knees," she says. Wondering what's about to happen next, you turn to face away from her and bend down as directed. A moment later, Shonda puts a hinged metal ring around your neck, shutting it around your neck, and you feel her trying to use something behind your back as the ring moves.

"Damn Alice, told her not to get one of these with the little screws...nothing but a pain in the ass..." after about a minute of grumbling to herself, Shonda says, "finally". She runs her fingers around your neck, checking for space between the collar and your neck, making sure it is loose enough to not ****, but tight enough to stay in place, and impossible to slip off. She turns the collar around so that a little loop to which a leash or chain could be attached dangles at the front, and says "now turn around and let me see".

You turn around, and Shonda looks you up and down again. She smiles to herself, saying "now you look like a proper sub". You're not sure how to feel about her comment, and before you can think about it much, Shonda says, "finish your shower and dry off, then come upstairs, first door on the right. Bunny's making dinner now, hurry it up."

She walks out of the bathroom, and you step back in the shower. You quickly rinse yourself off and dry as told, and walk around through the kitchen and up the stairs. You go to the first door on the right, and knock.