Refuse

“No,” you say defiantly.

“Excuse me?” Rex says, clearly surprised.

“I said no. Unlock me right now,” you reply.

“Wow, tiny dick but the biggest balls on Earth,” Rex pulls his pants up and pushes you backwards so you’re laying on the ground. “If you want to be like that, fine,” Rex puts his foot right on your crotch and rests his entire weight in the cage and your penis. “We could’ve done this the easy way, but you had to be stubborn about it.” Rex pick his foot up, grabs you by the back collar of your shirt, and drags you down the hall back to the door. “Hope you weren’t addicted to masturbating, ‘cause you’re never getting that key now.”

And he was right. You never did get your cage off. Your dick was bright purple for weeks after the 175-pound Rex stepped on it. Serves you right too, no one should ever be disappointed by someone with such a tiny, useless dick. Eventually, you couldn’t even see your dick inside the cage anymore. It seemed to shrink as you got older, by the time you were 25, it was only 0.25 inches inside the cage flaccid, probably 1 inch erect. Not like you needed it anyway.