Madison

”Madison you get first shot it looks like. The other three of you I will let you know when it’s your turn.” Emily says, leaving you completely alone in your cell with Madison as the only girl remaining. She smiles softly at you.

“Hey, Lucas. This must be a lot for you so quick huh? Bet you didn’t expect all this when you woke up this morning did you?” She asks. You shake your head no, as she finds a soft chair and moves it over in front of you so she can face you while she sits down.

“Nope, not at all.” You say honestly and calmly. You genuinely hadn’t expected this at all. If Danny had told you 5 hours ago that you would have your balls on a leash attached to a wall and your wiener locked in a steel Chasity Cage while you were surrounded by 5 objectively attractive 19 year old girls your age in a high security bunker and you were going to be the most popular girl in school’s fake boyfriend, you would have fainted. Yet here you are, talking to one of her best friends.

“So how does it feel? Being all like, you know, locked up and small? Unable to get hard? Physically, for one.” She asks.

“If I said anything other than uncomfortable and weird I would be lying, honestly. Like, imagine if your boobs grew every time you saw a hot guy and a cute guy put them in a cage to keep your chest flat so that your boobs couldn’t grow.” You try and explain, which makes her chuckle.

“I guess that would be pretty funny to watch as a guy, but as a girl in that situation I can see weird and uncomfortable. What about mentally though? What do you think about being so **** and exposed like this?” She asks you.

“Well, I mean, it’s embarrassing, humiliating a little, but I guess I’m in so much shock I haven’t actually processed the fact that I’ve had a bunch of girls see me naked yet. Just so much other stuff going on it hasn’t even crossed my brain. I’m so distracted by the chastity thing and the boyfriend thing and the leash and being tied to the wall that the reality that 5 of the most popular girls in school seeing me naked feels almost insignificant compared to everything else.” You explain to her. It feels kinda unusual saying that- If you had said a month ago that ANY girl on campus would see you naked all summer, you would have been horrified and shocked. But with how fast things have moved, all 5 of them seeing you like this, plus who knows how many during your walk to the cell once you entered the hideout, it’s not even on the front of your mind just yet.

“Yeah, I guess. So what’s kinda been the most surprising part of all this? The most like, shocking or unexpected thing?” Madison asks you, almost innocently but still knowing that the answer she’s asking for is not at all innocent.

“I guess probably the second time she caged me, just now in the cell. The first time in the small room it was almost like it was some little game thing like she was just doing it for a couple minutes just to have some fun and tease me about it. Then when she unlocked the cage and you were all booing… and then Natalie came over with the ice cube and you all cheered, and it all became obvious that you were actually directly staring at my penis and wanting it to be locked up as if it was a show or entertainment for you all… Then for her to say it’s got tracking and fingerprint ID and all that stuff… I was pretty overwhelmed by all that.” You tell her. She nods, smiling softly.

“Fair enough. So what exactly did you feel when Emily first caught you? Scared? Nervous?” She asks. You shrug.

“I mean, at first I didn’t even realize what was happening. It wasn’t until I saw her dang smirk and felt the handcuffs I realized I’d been captured. Even then I still didn’t know what to expect. I guess maybe I was still hoping she would let me go with a warning and tell me to be more careful or she’ll catch me again or something like that. Or maybe that she’d just take a picture and claim victory and try and work out some sort of like agreement where I’d have to say girls are better and eliminate me from the war and just let me go do my own thing afterwords like nothing happened.” You say.

“Would you have done that? If she told you make a video of you saying Girls use, Boys Drool and I’ll let you go if you promise not to be leader of the boys any more, would you have done that? And would you have followed through and given up your position as leader?” She asks.

“I definitely would have given up my position as leader. No way I could go back and face the boys after getting caught on the first day and saying girls are better, that would be a **** wish. And to be honest, Yeah. I probably would have done it. I mean, I guess I didn’t really realize how serious this whole thing was and how serious you all were taking it until Emily locked me in the chastity cage and put the balls leash on when we got here. I kinda thought it was some cute game or joke thing or whatever just to waste time over summer break, not an all out actual war with real consequences.” You tell her.

“So the girls that you catch. What was your plan for them? If you managed to catch any girls?” She asks you curiously.

“Well, without knowing what I know now, honestly I would have largely just treated it as some sort of like joke. Like ha ha gotcha! You lose. Then just have them post that they got caught by the boys and that we were nicer than they thought or something. Maybe if we got Emily we’d make her do some Gymnastics tricks for us like the splits or something at least a little bit more hot but nothing at all even close to this.” You explain.

“What’s the worst thing you’ve ever thought of doing to a girl? Like, knowing what you know now, if you could do anything you possibly wanted to Emily within the rules of the Gender Wars, what would you do to her as the Leader as her punishment?” She asks you, intrigued by what you could come up with for how to punish a girl.

“Well, I honestly don’t think anything I would even think of would come close to a chastity cage. I mean, boys are just at a disadvantage to that alone. Even blocking her from fingering herself or whatever, still isn’t anywhere near the same thing as erection blocking for a boy. It just isn’t comparable at all. So it’s hard to say, but even the worst things I could think of would not be anywhere near a balls leash and chastity cage.” You tell her. She chuckles.

“Come on, answer the question. Surely there’s something you would want to make Emily do that would at least make you a little bit hard and horny and excited. Even if it wasn’t as bad as this.” She adds.

“I mean, honestly, I guess the most embarrassing thing I could even think of would be instead of preventing her from getting off, I think for a girl it would be more embarrassing if I actually did make her explode. Having the sense of oh my god Lucas made me feel this way, nobody else has been able to do that, that sort of thing maybe? Like maybe the best way to establish any sort of control over a girl instead of by preventing it would be by pleasing her and showing her that I’m the one who can do that and I’ve seen her get off and that sort of thing? I don’t know, I’m not a girl expert and I’m certainly not a psychologist. I’m just guessing.” You tell her. She smiles slightly.

“You might be on to something there. I do think that when it comes to boys, there’s an idea that boys are horny and want girls and need, crave and desire physical intimacy and affection. So a girl preventing a boy from being able to experience that pleasure without her permission is the best way for a girl to assert her dominance and claim control. But for a girl, there is an element of the worst thing that can happen isn’t that you’re denied, because yeah that’s embarrassing, but at least you held on and you didn’t need him to finish you. It’s the loss of control over your own body where a boy can take control by making her finish is probably the most dominating thing a guy can do. Being able to say you made a girl finish is an alpha male thing, but a girl saying that a boy made her explode when now girls are taught to fake it and hide it… That’s probably the worst thing. Especially for someone like Emily who wants to be seen as strong and tough.” Madison tells you honestly.

“So anyways, what do you actually think about Emily? Do you think she’s cute? Hot? You’re her boyfriend right- it’s not like she made you choose to be her boyfriend or anything did she?” She asks.

“Well, I mean, TECHNICALLY no… I mean, I did I guess technically have a choice, kind of. But the alternative options I was given were far less desirable and I felt far worse. So it wasn’t really a full on choice.” You explain to her. She looks curious.

“What were the other options then if you feel like she made you agree to be her boyfriend?” She asks slightly surprised.

“I could choose to be her **** for the summer and do her bidding 24/7 or be her prisoner and stay locked up in the cell with no human interaction with anyone including her outside of needing to be let out for football practices and stuff.” You tell her. She chuckles.

“Sounds like something she’d do. But are you at least a LITTLE bit excited? Like, the hottest, smartest, most popular girl in school is your girlfriend now, that’s gotta be at least a little bit of a consolation of sorts, no?” She asks. You shrug.

“I mean, maybe a little bit, but she specifically told me she doesn’t like me, it’s just for the summer, and like she told you guys, she told me she did it because she thought it was the best way to actually control me was to use the title as some sort of motivator. I think she’s doing it because if I’m not a perfect boyfriend she can be at the end of summer all like Well he was a terrible boyfriend and I hated being with him and I’m so glad I broke up with that loser or something like that. I don’t think she’s actually doing this to be my girlfriend if that makes sense.” Madison looks a little bit disappointed.

“Ah… Gotcha… Yeah… I guess I can see that from your perspective why you might think that. So what about the other half of my question that you haven’t answered yet? What do you actually think about her, for real? Do you think she’s cute? Hot? Anything?” She asks you again, this time without the follow up about the boyfriend thing. You sigh, not knowing how to answer this. “I mean, I will say one thing I have noticed is that every single time I say the name Emily I see your little weenie twitch inside your cage and get a little bit more active and excited. It definitely does something to you.” She giggles a little bit, making you blush.

“Yeah, I mean, I would be lying if I said she wasn’t cute.” Your wiener twitches a little bit at the admission, as she giggles a little bit and grabs it to keep it from bouncing around all over and calm it down a little bit. “I don’t know though beyond that. I mean… She definitely seems to command respect. She’s got good leadership traits. She’s certainly charismatic… But when I was alone with her, I felt kinda like she’s… I don’t want to say fake, but like, she felt like she had to be a certain way or something.” You tell her.

“I know what you mean. She’s like that now because she wants to represent all of the girls and do what she thinks is best or right for all of us, or she’s so focused on winning and being competitive that sometimes she gets lost in who she actually is. If I told you she was actually genuinely kind and sweet and that she’s not normally this tough and strict would that surprise you?” She asks.

“I mean, yeah. Especially seeing how disciplined the four of you are underneath her and how organized she is and everything. She seems like she’s pretty intense some times and like she’s like… Bossy or manipulative or controlling.” You explain.

“Look, I can understand why you think that, especially given what she’s done to you today, but honestly- you heard her delegate us all our different areas. She’s not a micromanager at all. In fact, she hates it. She has a strong attention to detail sure, but even then it was a group effort fro all five of us to catch you like this. Yes she gave authorization for the plan, but Natalie did a lot of the work for what to do once she caught you, Valerie did a lot of work on researching your habits and patterns, etc. it’s not like Emily just demanded we find you and catch you on the first day so that she could do all of this to you. She just thought this was the best plan to get the girls a quick and easy win.” She tells you.

For a session that was supposed to be her grilling you and asking you a bunch of tough questions, Madison has been telling you a lot about everything, much more than you expected. It pleasantly surprises you.

“You sound like you almost want to convince me of something.” You chuckle a little bit. Madison smiles back softly.

“Look. I’m going to be blunt and honest with you. Natalie is going to come out and come after you hard and aggressive. She’s the bad cop one of the group. And Valerie is soft. She’s going to come in and throw you layups and not ask you anything tough at all and she’s just going to talk to you about your favorite color and your favorite animal and your favorite class in school. Katie and I are somewhere in the middle. And in reality, so is Emily. I tend to be a little bit more blunt and straightforward than they are, you’ll notice I haven’t pulled any punches with my questions, but I’m fair. I’m not looking for a gotcha necessarily. But I also wouldn’t say that the questions I’m asking are unreasonably difficult given the situations and the circumstances either, though I haven’t gone easy on you, I don’t think. I’m probably most like Emily out of the group to be honest. She’s judicious and fair, despite what you may think. She’s just also making you into an example for the boys, and she’s getting **** for the years of the previous girls failures, as well as trying to inspire and motivate us and make us happy.” Madison says giving you invaluable insight into the girls. You calm down a little bit more relaxed after that.

“I think my hour is almost up- so I’ll ask one final question.” She looks at you sternly. “Do you like Emily? Or do you genuinely think that in three months from now you can just completely forget that these three months as her boyfriend ever happened?” She asks. You sigh.

“Somewhere in the middle.” You tell her honestly and seriously. “I mean, I don’t like have some huge crush on her or anything by any means, I’m not like obsessing over her or anything. I definitely don’t think there’s any way I’m ever forgetting today for the rest of my life, ever. That’s just how this is.” You answer. “But I do think that, yeah, if I said I thought this whole boyfriend thing was anything serious or real, I’d be getting my hopes too high if I’m being honest.” She nods, slightly disappointed.

“Thanks, Lucas. I appreciate it. Nice getting to hear your thoughts on things, seriously. Next girl will be in in a few minutes.” You nod, as you watch Madison leave. You feel a bit more comfortable now with one girl out of the way.