By Zac Loughty
This story is about adults, to be read by adults only.
The author would like to thank his Discipline Monitor for his ‘encouragement’ to get this story finished, and for proofreading this story.
OUCH!
Crap! It’s as if a boy scout has tied one of his fancy knots in my calf. I knead it with my fingers, trying to get it out.
This is what happens when you spend a night folded up in your cage.
I’m being punished. Sir says I was rude to our server last night. Whatever! I mean, isn’t that what a server’s supposed to do… SERVE? Geesh!
I need to piss! I reach through the bars and grab one of the wide-mouth bottles set within reach for this purpose. I remove the cap, position myself on all fours and drop my caged dick in the hole. What a pain in the ass!
Relief! My warm piss fills the bottle. I screw the cap back on and set the bottle outside my cage.
I wonder if Sir unlocked the padlock yet!
I turn around, reach through the bars, and grab the padlock. Crap! Still locked. I yank on it a few times just to make sure. I push on the cage door, but I know I’m not getting out. I want out!
I lie back down and wrap my scratchy blanket around me. It’s cold in the basement! I’m naked except for my collar and chastity cage. It would be really nice to lie down next to Sir’s body right about now.
