The ceremony

The cafe was a bit crowded this morning.

At one table, an elderly couple sat reading the newspaper over coffee. Staff made themselves busy cleaning tables to get them ready for the next customer. A businessman sat alone at one table working on his laptop.

At another table, girlfriend and boyfriend sat across from each other. The boyfriend's hands were behind his back and he wore a large ballgag. His girlfriend was using a syringe to inject him his breakfast into his gag. Next to them, a businesswoman sat working on her laptop while her nude knelt on the floor next to her, his collar attached to a chain and the other end clipped to her chair.

John Doe sat across from his friend Anna Smith at breakfast. The textbooks for the History test that he had asked her over to study for sat closed on the table between them.

"Roar!" John glanced over, startled, to see a guy wearing a T-rex costume standing by a table across the cafe. The costume featured a T-rex mask that looked like it offered no visibility for the wearer (and probably also concealed some fancy voice-changing gear; that roar sounded pretty unnatural), along with arm restraints that kept his wrists against his chest and gloves that kept his thumbs, ring fingers, and pinkies balled together.

With Mr. T-rex sat two girls in party dresses who looked like they were in their early twenties. One of them was smirking and holding a remote control while the other giggled. The remains of a party the previous night?

"So," asked Anna, calling John's attention back to his breakfast companion, "what did you really invite me over here to talk about?"

"Um," mumbled John, "it's a bit difficult to explain, but my sister has got me into a bit of a predicament. Maybe it's easier if I show you on my phone?"

"Sure, but I don't see why you can't just tell me."

"I think I'd better show you."

Gathering up his courage, John Doe passed his phone across the table. It showed a picture of his most treasured body part, locked into an s-shaped cage.

"Ewwww! You pervert!" Anna exclaimed.

"That's, uhh..." John struggled for a reply.

"Just kidding, I just wanted to see the look on your face," his friend grinned. "So what's your problem, exactly?"

"My sis locked me in, and I was wondering if you could unlock me? As a favor?" John blushed as he explained.

"A favor? So that means you'll do me a favor in return? It just so happens that my coming-of-age ceremony is coming up, and I don't have a sub yet. I'll unlock you, but only if you agree to sub for me at the ceremony."

John recalled when he had been to his older sister's coming-of-age ceremony the previous year, when he was 18 and she was turning 20...