Casey’s locked away

Casey and Miss Jackson step around the counter and enter the back room. It’s a well lit, equally cluttered room, but with an open space in the center with some sort of device. Casey figured based on its looks that it formed a similar function as the one he was strapped into back in the classroom.

“Alright, now just step onto the examination table and I’ll get you all sorted out.”

It wasn’t much of an “examination table” but Casey complied. It was a bondage set that had him on all fours. His arms were supported by their own arm rests. Additional supports were there for his chest, ending around his belly button. Support for his legs and feet out back seemed almost like solid metal stirrups. And of course every support and rest had various clamps and straps to tie him in securely. It was a little looser than the one in the classroom and a little less comfortable, but still very secure.

Satisfied, Sally stepped back and lightly patted Casey’s balls. His dick was starting to grow again and a bit of precum was leaking as well.

“Alright, let’s see if I can’t find a chastity cage that will fit this cute little guy.”

Before Casey could comprehend the words “chastity cage” and protest, his tiny cock was suddenly assaulted, making him quiver in pleasure.

“Now now, be a good little femboy and let me get your cock to full mast… wow is that it? You really weren’t kidding when you said the old equipment wouldn’t fit, his dick is way too small.”

Sally’s hands roamed all over his nether region, exploring every inch (not that there were many inches) and every crack, pulling and stretching every part. Casey was stunned into silence, if you ignore his loud moans that is. While the endless handjob from Miss Jackson earlier was far more intense, the sensitivity of his cock was heightened after being stimulated for so long, making the current **** on his prick twice as intense.

“Hmm, I got a decent enough look earlier when he was still soft… I think I’ve got the perfect cage for him.”

Casey let out a sigh of relief as Sally’s hands left him. He heard some boxes being shifted and a few thuds as other items fell.

“Aha! Here it is! You’re lucky we’ve still got this one in stock, it’s not common to have such a small size but I think this one will work fine. A little less conventional to other cage designs but I think it’ll look good on him. Now, we gotta get him to be soft again.”

The short relief Casey felt was abruptly ended as he got yet another handjob. Sally was pulling and pushing hard on his little toothpick. With his compromising position it was almost like milking a cow, and his cock was maybe the same size as a teat as well. Casey’s hips started thrusting up and down as well, while his moments were restricted, he did have a little bit of wiggle room, enough to add just a bit more stimulation.

It only took 30 seconds before his cock squirted out cum for the last time that day, though the volume of cum was definitely less impressive than before. While he had exploded previously, this time it was more of a pathetic dribble, dropping into a small sink below him.

“Oh wow that was fast! Quite the premature ejaculator I see. Well this just speeds up the process so I ain’t complaining!”

Sally pulled out some soap and a wash cloth and quickly wiped down Casey from his rear all around his now softening cock, stopping just below his belly button. The sink below had one of those faucets with the hose attachment, so she used that to spray down his crotch with water.

The water was quite cold, making Casey jump in surprise and then shiver a bit as she continued to focus the stream.

“I know it’s a bit cold but just bear with me, we gotta make sure your cock shrinks a bit to make the cage fit easily.”

She angled the stream not directly on his cock but more around his asshole, letting it flow down to his cock out of fear that the stimulation would give him another erection. Luckily he didn’t grow hard again, and his cock kept getting smaller and shrinking with the cold. His restocked shriveled up a bit and started retreating.

“Ok, I think that does it!”

Sally turned off the stream and quickly pulled back on his shriveled balls. Casey felt a ring slide around them, and then over his cock. Sally wrapped some straps around his upper thighs firmly, and then attached them to the ring. With the ring secured she pulled out actual cage piece and positioned his cock. He felt the metal cage slip between his cock and his foreskin, intruding deep but nestled weirdly comfortably. He felt Sally push in and his cock complied, letting the cage squeeze his cock until he heard a loud click. Sally pulled out a key and locked it in place.

“There we go! All set! That wasn’t too bad was it?”