The first days caged

The next couple of days are excrutiating.
The metal cage around your dick feels weird and unusual. You´re not getting used to the feeling of hitting cold metal when getting dressed ir showering.
You double check every outfit you wear, to make sure the cage doesnt show through your pants and yet your nervous. What if someone accidentaly hits your cage? Would they know?
But the biggest question in your head is-where are the keys?

Your heart beats faster every time you walk past Emily or talk to her-does she know? Did she notice the cage was missing? If not, when would she check, and would she know you´re the one who took it, even worse, you´re the one who wears it.

Multiple times since you´ve been locked, you tried going back to her room to look for the keys, but ist had been locked everytime. Was it coincidence? Even if you would be able to enter the room though, there would be no gurantee you´d be able to find the keys.

But maybe the worst part of it all is-you kind of liked being locked up.

It hurts sometimes in the night and prevents you from sleeping, but every night you get more used to it.
What you do not get used to-in fact, what gets worse every day-is your horniness.
You´re used to masturbating or having sex not every day, but close to it. Now, only three days in the cage, you find yourself aching for release-even yearning to just get hard again.
In the beginning it was only Emily, you presumed because of the stress, who made your dick push against its new medal constraints. But now, the three girls in the appartement one door over make you problems as well.
The shy but cute Hailey, Marla, whom you hooked up with multiple times, and even (or especially, though you dont want to admit it), Johns girlfriend, Lydia.

You dont know what it is about Lydia-blonde, a bit taller than her boyfriend but a good bit smaller than you-breasts thar aren´t massive, but big for how thin and trained she was...She looked beautiful, no doubt, but it was even more her behavior that made your dick try its best to get hard.
She always acted like she knew something about you she shouldnt. Her smiles linger for a bit to long, her eyes scan your body with no clear goal...
It drives you crazy, but you dont know if in a good or a bad way.
It didnt help that Lydia often wears a chain with a tiny key around her neck, though she did this before you´ve locked yourself up, so its not the one for your cage, or at least you dont think-yet it seems teasing.

Either way, you know if Emily doesnt already know, its only a matter of time, and you need to come up with a plan, or at least a way to get the keys...or at least an explanation.