I don’t even think about being caged anymore. At first I was consumed by my locked dick, but over the years, it’s become my new normal. I do everything with my cage on; I work out, run, go to work, sleep, etc. I sometimes forget I’m wearing it at all.
Cal reminds me all the time that when I’m at the gym to make sure I cover up. He worries some homophobe will cause a scene and he doesn’t want me to get hurt by anyone but him. Have I sometimes forgotten to wear a towel into the sauna, steam room or shower, yes, of course, I’m only human. Most of the time the men in the locker room don’t say a word about it, but on accession I’ll hear, “fucking pervert” or “fag”, or “homo”; or something along those lines.
Well, today was my unlucky day. A member complained to the gym’s manager about me “deliberately parading around the locker room in that thing” and how “obscene and inappropriate” it was.
Our gym membership is in Cal’s name. The manager is a good friend of Cal’s. The gym manager called Cal at work to relay the member’s concern and agreed that I needed to rein it in or I’d be banned from the gym permanently.
Of course, I hadn’t any idea of this phone conversation until I returned home after work that day and saw Cal standing there with a riding crop in his hand and some candles burning on the table behind him.
“Whats going on, Cal? You look mad.”
“That’s because I am mad. Do you want to take a guess as to why?”
“I’m sorry, Cal. I have no idea. Whatever I did, I’m sorry.”
“Guess who called me at work today during a very important business meeting?”
“I don’t know, what’s going on Cal? Just tell me already.”
“I got a call from Jimmy, you know my friend that manages the gym. Any guess as to why he might be calling me at all?”
“I don’t know Cal? Did I forget to wipe down the rowing machine or something?”
“Oh no, do you honestly think Jimmy would call me for something like that? I’ll give you a hint. What did I tell you about exposing yourself in the locker room?”
“Ummm, you told me to cover up and be careful in the locker room.”
“Yes, I did, and did you do that today?”
“I honestly don’t remember, Cal. I forget I’m even wearing this thing half the time.”
“Your carelessness today caused me great humiliation. You did not do as I asked and an angry member filed a formal complaint with Jimmy. If he weren’t my friend, he would have permanently banned you from the gym forever. Do you think I want my reputation smeared at the gym, or anywhere else?”
“No Cal, I’m sorry. I’ll be careful in the future, I swear.”
“You know what this means? I have no choice but to hurt you the way you hurt me. All actions have consequences. In your case, very severe consequences.”
“Cal, whatever it is that you’re thinking of doing, please don’t. I promise, please I’ll do better.”
“I think I’ve gotten too lax with you recently. Rest assured, that won’t be the case going forward. I’ll be watching you like a hawk. Now, we can do this the hard way or the easy way, this is your choice, but either way, it will happen. We both know this, don’t we.”
“Cal, come on. Please, I get it, I won’t let you down again.”
“I’ve had about enough of this defiance. I expect cooperation. Get your ass over here right now!”
I walked over towards Cal and like a ninja he moved quickly and handcuffed my wrists behind my back.
Cal had an old sheet spread on the carpet and pushed me in the middle of it. Then he pulled my pants and jockstrap down to my ankles and yanked them off. Cal walked over to get the ankle spreader and secured mine in them. I was terrified of what was coming next.
“I was going to be kind and blindfold you for this, but I’d prefer seeing the agony on your face. This is going to hurt, and trust me, you’ll be thinking twice before embarrassing me again.
Cal gripped the riding crop and smacked my dangling balls with it, landing just right at the center. The Viper cage is tight, but my balls are always vulnerable and exposed. I screamed after the first strike.
Cal pulled them lower and then swatted my balls a second, third, fourth and fifth time without hesitation. My body tried to pull away but that only made it worse, stretching them in Cal’s strong grip. He laughed a maniacal life watching me scream and screech in anguish.
“Are we having fun yet?”, Cal deadpanned rhetorically. I couldn’t answer.
“Look at me, don’t you fucking dare move!”
Cal put the riding crop down and used his hand to swat at them, at the same time, tugging them so far from my body.
Cal let go and then got some string, he tied a knot around my balls and tied a long strand to each side of the ankle spreader, immobilizing them in a severe stretch.
Cal reached over and gripped my overstretched and extended nut sack and then with his other hand brought over one of those lit candles and began to pour the hot wax on them. I wailed as the heat from that molten wax hit my sensitive skin. Cal laughed, that sick fuck.
Cal said once again, “Look at me! Don’t you fucking blink!”
He grabbed another candle and began to drip the liquid wax all over my balls. I bit my lip, desperately trying to lock eyes with Cal for the duration. It was clear Cal was really enjoying my suffering, and with the intent to punish made him more sadistic than usual.
“Last one you sack of shit! I got one more candle burning just for you!”
It was a black candle, just like Cal’s black heart right now, and I yelped so loud as Cal poured it all over, being sure to get my entire scrotum covered in the hot wax. It was fucking excruciating.
Cal cackled aloud after he put the candle down watching my predicament.
I made a mistake of sighing in relief. I thought we were done, I thought Cal had inflicted his message upon me. I was wrong, very wrong.
Cal grabbed the mini cat-o-nine tails and began to flog my dangling ballbag. He was a skilled flogger hitting his target over and over, repeatedly busting on my balls with a sick look painted on his face. I tried once again to move my hips backward, an instinct I suppose, but that only made me cry out in distress even louder. Cal hit me with another round, the dried wax flaking off and falling onto the sheet under me as the leather strands made contact with my burning balls.
I was panting now, my body completely slack. During a usual flogging session, adrenaline and endorphins kick in and pain transitions to extreme pleasure. That wasn’t happening, this was an all out assault on my nuts.
Cal dropped the flogger down onto the sheet and stood two inches from my face. He pushed my head up by the chin and looked me in the eyes, assessing me. I was unsure if he was determining if I had learned my lesson or if I was physically alright. I had my opinion, but it wasn’t the same as Cal’s, and likely it was because I smirked, almost mocking him with my facial expression.
After a full minute, Cal took a step back.
“Do you think this is funny?”
“No Cal, I don’t. I’m sorry.”
“I don’t believe you, not at all.”
“Cal, please. My balls are in agony. Please, I’m begging you, Cal.”
Cal did not respond. He continued to stare at me, concentrating on his next move. Then Cal walked away for just a minute and returned, striding with purpose toward me and surprised me by unlocking my Viper cage.
Cal’s eyes looked beastly, I had half a second to wonder what his twisted mind was thinking. Then I felt it.
Whack! Whack! Whack!
3 blows to my dangling dicklet with the riding crop.
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
I howled in extreme misery. My covered cock was always so sensitive when uncovered. Cal knew that.
He grabbed my shaft and yanked on it, then went after it again with the riding crop 5 more times. I tried to move my hips backward to get away but forgot my balls were still tied up. I howled so loudly even the dead could hear me.
Cal dropped the crop and glanced at the burning candles.
“Please Cal! Not again! I’m sorry, Cal!”
“Pleading will never work with me. You know that, don’t you.”
Cal had stood right behind me, I could feel his warm breath on my face as he slowly reached down and covered my dick with hot wax. I stifled the loud scream I wanted to let out.
Cal walked back, set the one candle down. Then he unlocked the handcuffs.
“I’m gonna need your help since I don’t wanna get burned.”
“No Cal, I’ve had enough, please!” I knew I’d be participating in my own punishment despite the protesting.
Ignoring me, he said, “hold your sad excuse for a dick up for me!”
I knew better than to continue disobeying Cal. I took my left hand and exposed the underside of my dick to Cal, it was the only part of my genitalia with no wax on it.
“Eyes on me!”
I felt Cal pour the wax slowly down my shaft as it dripped downward towards my balls. I groaned. It hurt, terribly.
When Cal set the candle down I glanced downward at my junk. I was covered in drying wax that would be a bitch to clean off. It looked like I dipped my crotch into a tri-colored candle.
Cal bent down to grab the flogger.
“Hands behind your head!”
Cal thrashed my penis with the flogger, making it bounce up and down, my tied up balls not allowing me to move an inch.
“Come on boy, push your hips forward, show me that dick!”
Cal knew I couldn’t exactly do that, but I had to try, to make an effort.
Cal went a final round with the flogger on my dick and left me there for a few minutes. My groin ached something fierce.
Cal untied my balls and then unlocked my ankles.
“Go wash your dick for me and put this on.”, Cal held up the Viper cage.
I went to the bathroom and began to warm a washcloth and scrubbed off the hot wax. My balls and shaft were bruised with red and purple marks, burn marks, etc. I looked for some lotion to sooth them and then I put my dick back into the contraption.
Cal was waiting on the sofa with the key and after he relocked me, he stuffed the key into his pocket.
“Boy, you have something to say to me?”
“Thank you for locking me up?”, I said questionably.
“And, what else?”
“I’m sorry, Cal. I won’t expose myself in the gym anymore. I’ll be more careful, I promise.”
Cal pulled me close to him and hugged me. I always feel safe in his arms. I began to sob uncontrollably, all the pent up emotions of my ordeal released.
Cal kissed me hard and I could feel his erection pressed on my thigh. Seeing my anguished face, implementing severe punishment always turns fhat sadistic fucker on. I knew he’d want my ass, to breed it.
I reached between us to undo his belt and pull down his trousers. I felt his massive cock throb in my hand. I spit on my palm and rubbed it all over Cal’s cock.
Cal climbed on top of me, both of us still half clothed from the waist up, but now fully naked from the waist down. I lifted my legs up to provide him access to my yearning hole and Cal shoved his tongue into my mouth at the same time he shoved his cock inside me.
Cal began to pummel inside me, his cock felt wondrous in me. I pulled Cal into a bear hug and locked lips with him.
“Fuck me, Cal, you feel so good.”
I planted my hands on his ass and felt it clench as he continued to burrow inside me. I knew Cal was gonna bust soon. I felt his body grow tense his fuck strokes became harder and quicker and then he groaned into my mouth, giving me the gift of his orgasm. I felt his cock jump and twitch inside me as I milked his seed into me.
Cal remained inside me for several minutes afterward, and I began to wonder what would happen if I exposed myself in the gym again? If this was part of the punishment I’d be willing to take that chance.
