Yes~

"Y-yes mistress." Nathan obediently replied, his voice practically dripping with nervous excitement.

"You know I don't like when you're a bad boy, don't you?" Jenna questioned through her contrastingly cheery smirk, her facial expression practically dripping a false sense of security that Nathan struggled to latch on to, hoping it was in any way a sign of a lesser punishment, but knowing it wasn't the case.

Nathan shuffled about, casting his gaze away from hers, anxious for the inevitable punishment coming his way. After a moment of hesitation, he responded with a simple "I-I do."

Jenna let go of his chin, and gently pushed him towards the bed. Stumbling into a sitting position, Nathan once again set his eyes on his lover, a growing blush appearing on his cheeks.

Jenna wandered teasingly close to her dresser, the bottom drawer of which contained a collection of toys, from clamps and vibrators to riding crops and ropes. However, she didn't open her treasure chest, as she called it, instead taking a small metal object out from her underwear drawer.

Turning to show it to Nathan, she held a small cock-cage up alongside a singular ornate key. Nathan shivered in a sense of submissive glee, mentally trying to picture the small object fitting over his flaccid cock, failing to imagine a world where it would be at all comfortable.

While he had been denied any form of masturbation before, for an entire week one time, Jenna had never bought a chastity cage for him, nonetheless one this small and tight-looking.

The minuscule metal contraption was colored an almost obnoxiously bright pink, and its immovable cross-beams were decorated with small prodding bumps, which luckily appeared not to be very sharp, inside and out. Its tip was adorned with a tiny oval slot to allow for any naughty precum to drip through, as well as ease of use in the bathroom without the need to take it off. After all, it was a sex toy, not a **** device. Finally, the base of the device, a tight-looking ring, was adorned with a fancy locking mechanism that could connect to the rest of the cage to hold it tightly in place, all controlled by a singular keyhole, the matching key held by Jenna, assumedly permanently from this point on.

"Do you like it?" His girlfriend teasingly asked, her sadistic joy dripping from every word.

Nathan squirmed at the question. He was conflicted; he loved this sort of teasing, the bulge in his pants was more than enough proof of that. But still, wasn't this going a bit too far? To be fully denied from any sort of stimulus for however long his girlfriend desired...

But then again, it wasn't much different from their usual denial play, just a bit more serious and long-term, and as Nathan felt his already fully erect dick strain to grow larger, he knew that this choice could easily change his sex life for years to come.