A Locked Cock

"I have managed to secure you a media-pass which will allow you to access all areas of the stadium, so you can get one-on-one interviews with the players and coaches. The catch is that they've had a big problem in the past with creepy male perverts trying to spy on the netball players in the changerooms. As such, if you're going to be roaming freely around the stadium, they want you to wear this." Vivian opens the top drawer of her desk and removes something. It takes me a second to realise what it is, I'd never seen one before. I've only ever heard about them. It's a male chastity cage.

Vivian sees my apprehension as I eye the chastity cage.
"I've spoken to the officials organising tonight's match. It's the only way they feel comfortable that you won't try anything creepy with the netball players. I have a key to this cage, and so does Abigail, the chief official in charge of tonight's game. Be on your best behaviour and write a good article, and one of us will release you." I could feel myself getting angry. Vivian just assumed I would wear that thing? How dare she? ...Yet, at the same time...what choice do I have? I'd asked Muse to make this world, and honestly, I'd suspected that things like this might happen. If I refuse to do this, Vivian will fire me and make it so that I never get another job. If I want to live in this world for any lengthy period of time, I can't let that happen.

"I'll do it." I say softly.
"Of course you will. Come here. I need to fit this thing."
"What? Now?" I stammer.
"Of course now. Get over here and strip." It feels really weird to be stripping in front of my boss, but I just close my eyes and pretend that I'm alone...at least, until I feel cold hands and long acrylic nails touching my penis. I do my best not to get an erection, but despite my best efforts I do end up with a half-chub. Vivian comments on it.
"It's a good thing they're making you wear this cage. You have no discipline at all. I'm sure the sight of those women in their netball uniforms would make you far too excited. There, done." Vivian steps back. I don't need to look down, I can feel the chastity cage. I am entirely too aware of it. It's very tight now, because I have a halfie, but probably still noticeable when I'm completely flaccid. One thing is for sure, I will never be able to get a full erection in this thing.

"All done." Vivian says, sitting down at her desk again, and continuing to work as if nothing had happened. "The game starts at 6:30, I want you there an hour early to do some pre-game interviews and the like. When you get there, find Abigail. She will give you further instructions. Remember, I have the key. Do not disappoint me."

I leave Vivian's office feeling self-conscious. I'm glad to finally get my big break, even if it is just in this made-up world, because it feels so real. On the other hand, I'm not thrilled with what I had to do to get it. The padlock on the cock-cage makes a faint jingling sound every time I walk, and I'm sure everybody can hear it, though no-one says anything. I still have a few hours before I have to leave for the game. So I decide to head back to the coffee shop and meet Muse, so I can explore some more of this strange new world.