Back at the party and home again.

Sarah shut off the camera and turned to John. "Now that we are alone, did you enjoy your surprise, babe?" John sat up on the desk and followed Sarah with his eyes as she got close to the desk. "Yes, ma'am." She ran her hand along his arm and shoulder. "Was it hot knowing another sub was watching you being my fucktoy and fucking me." John didn't know what to answer; he had found it exhilarating, but his conscious brain had problems forming the word. She kissed him on the lips and stepped back. "We should get back to the party. People might wonder where we went." She winked at him and held out her hand. John took her arm in his arm. As they rejoined the party, they got some meaningful glances. The party lasted a few more hours, but it was finally over. When she looked at the clock, Sarah realized it was way too late to return to the apartment, and as both of them had been drinking, it was better if she stayed with John for the night. Besides, Michael should be sleeping already, so she let John entertain her for the rest of the night. She turned to him after they said goodbye to the last guests and caterers.

"Thank you for a wonderful evening, babe." she kissed him as they both made their way to the bedroom.

The next morning, Sarah woke up rather early and made John drive her home. She was excited to see Michael and how horny he was. When she opened the door she saw Michael's head sleeping however she became more annoyed when she walked around the TV and saw that he was sleeping half naked. His pants were around his ankles, cum on his chest, and his penis was outside his cage, but the cage was still lodged around his balls. Sarah stopped in her step. The scene was obvious enough. A feeling of anger and betrayal washed over Sarah. It was Sunday, their check-in and fun day. Sarah dropped her overnight bag on the floor. It made a thud when hitting the floor, waking Michael. He looked up bleary-eyed and saw Sarah's angry face. It wasn't before he looked down at his exposed body that he realized his mistake. Sarah's eyes started to water up, and she murmured.

"Why, Michael?" Michael looked like a freight train hit him. He felt terrible. Of course, it wasn't the whole world, but this was devastating to Sarah, who had something special planned, and something in Sarah's heart broke. She was so distraught that she didn't use his pet name; instead, she used his given name. Michael got on the floor and inched closer to her.

"Princess, I'm sorry. Please, I couldn't…" but he trailed off. What he was about to say was a lie. He had been able to last for the last two weeks. Stopping, he slumps down in a resting position, looking pitiful. Sarah was too annoyed to feel pity. She stalked over to him and threw the necklace with the key on him.

"Here, take it, Michael! If you don't want it, go ahead and remove it. I'm done with this!" She turned on her heel and walked into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. Michael sat stunned for a second before looking at the key and getting up.

Sarah lay on her bed in her room. She was still fuming, but she was getting hungry. She hadn't had breakfast before leaving John's, and her stomach was growling. Opening the door, she found Michael sitting on his knees with his head bowed and the key stretched out in his hands. She stopped in her track and looking further down, she saw that Michael had reinserted his penis in the chastity cage. She crossed her arms.

"What do you want, Michael?" He looked up at Sarah's bitter face.

"Princess, please forgive me. I am a horny toad, but please give me another chance." Sarah sighed.

"You don't get it, Michael. It's Sunday, our day. I've waited two weeks for this. I was going to come home, let you out of that cage, and then..." Sarah sighed again.

"Who cares? Your time in the cage is up. Please, I need to think about us today and..." Another sigh. " I don't want to be disturbed." She walked past him and into the kitchen. Michael was again stunned but got up from the floor and shuffled, disheartened, to the living room, where he found Sarah's bag. He picked it up from the floor. He stood there for a second before deciding that he could leave it in Sarah's room since it was Sunday.

He walked to Sarah's room and put the bag on the bed. When he put it down, it opened, and the bag's content was revealed.