Adam’s journey home from work was a blur, and every agonizing second of it was yet another emotion seared in his brain. From the arousal of every vibration from the bus engine on the commute home, to the realization that the person sitting across from him surely had to know his predicament, to finally arriving at the safety of his apartment to discover with acute embarrassment that he had leaked enough that there was a very definite wet spot in the crotch of his pants, Adam was a mess.

Collapsing on his couch, Adam finally had a chance to process everything that had happened. What had started out as an adventurous challenge turned into something much more intense, and much more real. Reaching down with his hand, Adam could feel the steel bars trapping his manhood, as well as the damp fabric that betrayed his secret to anyone who took the time to notice during his commute home. Was he really stuck like this for 24 more days?

“Fuck. 24 more days.” With a sigh, Adam stood up before unbuckling his pants and sliding them and his underwear to the floor. No reason to make any more laundry dirty, he thought as his hand absently found his trapped member. He could feel another drop of fluid escape his straining package. This was going to be a very long night, and he had just gotten home from work.

As the evening progressed, Adam tried everything to forget his predicament, but nothing worked. Watching tv inevitably displayed some gorgeous actress who was endowed in all the right places, eliciting a groan as he felt his manhood try in vain to get hard. Cleaning the kitchen after dinner only aroused him as he accidentally bumped the cage that trapped him so completely against the edge of the counter, teasing him even when he wasn’t trying.

Finally, as the evening grew late, Adam collapsed into his bed knowing that work beckoned in the morning. As he tried to fall asleep, the day’s events kept playing through his head. He felt like such an idiot. Why did he wear the cage to work? Why did he take the keys? Why did he let Samantha take them? And of course, being the nerd he was, he had spent weeks researching chastity cages, making sure to find one that was actually escape proof with keys that couldn’t easily be duplicated. So here he was, trapped, until Samantha decided to give him the keys.

Despite all the thoughts running through his head, Adam attempted to drift off to sleep, trying to forget the events of the day long enough to get a few hours of respite before needing to wake up in the morning. But suddenly, the buzzer to Adam’s apartment rang. Who could be bothering him this late at night? With a sigh, Adam padded over to the intercom, wondering who it might be.

Taking a moment to clear his head, Adam pushed the intercom. “Who is it?” he asked.

There was a brief pause before a familiar voice came through the tiny speaker. “It’s me, Samantha.”

At the sound of her voice, Adam’s cock pulsed in the cage, suddenly trying in vain to grow erect.

“What are you doing here?” he replied, trying to hide the arousal in his voice.

“I felt bad about what happened tonight,” the voice in the speaker chimed, “so I wanted to make sure you’re ok.”

“Yeah, I’m ok,” Adam replied, “beyond, well… You know. My situation.”

“I do know,” Samantha answered. “That’s why I’m here. Can I come up?”

“Oh, sorry,” Adam responded. “Where are my manners. Let me buzz you in. I’m in apartment 325."

After remotely unlocking the atrium door to the building, Adam waited impatiently for the impending knock at his apartment door. And moments later, there it was. A soft tap, tap, tap.

Opening the door, Adam smiled as he saw Samantha standing there grinning at Adam.

“Well,” she smiled, “that’s certainly one way to greet a visitor!”

Adam looked down at himself in shock. In his curiosity to see who was buzzing him, he never dressed after getting out of bed! He was standing there in front of Samantha, completely naked, save for the chastity cage. Dropping his hands to hide his straining manhood, Adam felt himself begin to blush. “Oh, sorry,” he replied. “What was I thinking!?!”

“It’s ok,” she replied. ‘I don’t mind at all. In fact, I like what I see very much.”

Adam smiled. “I like what I see too.” And he meant it. Samantha was wearing a stylish black coat that tied at the waist. It was just long enough that it covered the tops of her thighs, which looked even better under the coat than they did at work.

“But it seems that I’m a bit overdressed,” Samantha winked as she pulled at the tie holding the coat together. With a tug, the coat fell open, and seconds later as she shrugged her shoulders, the coat fell to the floor in the apartment hallway, exposing a completely nude Samantha to Adam.

Adam caught his breath, taking in the view that just presented to him. He felt his cock swell with arousal as his mind tried to process the sight. While he had adored her beautiful eyes framed by her glasses many times, suddenly he had much more revealing and arousing view of her. Her breasts, while not terribly big, were taut and toned, with very visibly aroused nipples. Gazing lower, her stomach was perfectly flat, and just below that was a small tuft of hair that framed her lips perfectly. Feeling his cage pulse, Adam took in the sight of his unexpected keyholder standing naked outside his apartment door.

With a smile, Samantha interrupted his daydream. “Care to invite me in?” she asked. “I’m not sure the neighbors would approve of a naked woman parading around the hallway.”

“Of course!” Adam shook his head, still trying to wrap his head around what was actually happening. “Come on in!”

With a sly smile, after picking up her coat from the hallway floor, Samantha walked into Adam’s apartment.

After a moment of awkward silence, Adam cleared his throat. “So…”

“I guess you didn’t expect to find me here tonight,” Samantha giggled. “Especially dressed like this.”

She did a quick twirl in front of Adam, giving him a glimpse of her perfectly toned ass. An ass even more incredible than he could have imagined. Again, feeling his imprisoned package twitch with arousal, Adam tried to cover the cage with his hands.

“Oh, silly,” she whispered. “No need to hide that. After all, you knew I was going to get to see it eventually.”

Samantha walked into Adam’s living room, before finding the couch and sinking into the cushions. “Do you have anything to drink?” she asked as she crossed her one leg over the other, accentuating her toned legs.

“Sure,” Adam replied. “What do you want?”

“Something strong,” Samantha smiled. “Especially considering our current state.”

“What can I get you?” Adam asked as he pulled glassware from a cabinet.

“Whatever you’re having is fine with me,” she replied.

“Sounds good," Adam said.

Making short work of the drinks, Adam headed back to the living room before handing Samantha her drink. Still totally aroused because of the naked woman who was gracing the sofa in his apartment, Adam embarrassingly sat down on the sofa opposite of Samantha. As he felt his member throb yet again in a never-ending cycle of arousal, Adam looked over at Samantha, completely naked, and yet seemingly absolutely unbothered by her state of undress. The locked cage seemed to get smaller and smaller as he took in her beautiful body.

After taking a long sip of her drink, Samantha looked at Adam, before reaching out her free hand and placing it on his leg.

“I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m here,” she said, gently stroking his thigh, and feeling his muscles tighten in reaction.

“That might be the understatement of the year,” Adam stammered, acutely aware of her hand once again on his leg, slowly working its way closer and closer to his locked member.

“After I took your keys today, and I got home from work I realized that this afternoon might have been too much, too soon.” She worked her hand further up his thigh. “And I was thinking, maybe making you wait so long all locked up with no release was too mean.”

Adam caught his breath again as he felt her hand stroke his thigh closer and closer to the cage. He could feel precum dripping from his member, no matter what he did to try and stop it. Between the cage, a very attractive and very naked Samantha, and what she was doing with her hand, Adam was ready to explode.

“I guess, if you have the keys, there’s nothing much I can do. Other than wait for you to unlock me,” Adam stammered, feeling his member throb with arousal.

“That’s true,” Samantha whispered with a smile. “I never thought about it that way.” Her hand got even closer to the cage. “If I have the keys, you have no choice but to wait for a release until I say so.  Which, I have to say is pretty exciting.” With that, she slid her hand up all the way, grabbing Adam’s locked package with a smile.

Adam stifled a moan as her hand made contact with his throbbing member for the second time that day. He could feel her fingers gently squeezing his swollen balls, before tracing the outline of the steel bars that kept him from growing to his full hardness.

“Ooh,” she smiled. “I see you may also like the idea of staying locked until I say so as well.”

“I mean, it’s certainly a hot fantasy,” Adam murmured, completely distracted by the ministrations of Samantha’s fingers. “But, I do want to cum eventually.”

“Oh, do you?” Samantha replied, giving his balls a squeeze. “Are you sure about that?”

“When you do things like that to me, absolutely!”

Giving his balls one more squeeze, Samantha downed the last of her drink. “I will say, seeing you like this does make me pretty horny.” With a smile, she stood up from the couch, heading towards the door. “Knowing you’re locked until I decide otherwise is very tantalizing.”

Despite the view of her perfect ass, Adam frowned. “You’re not leaving, are you?”

Picking up her coat and turning towards him with a smile, Samantha pulled a very familiar set of keys out of the pocket. “Not at all,” she replied. “But, I thought maybe, if you’re good, we might want to use these.”

Adam felt his cock throb with arousal. Was she really going to unlock him? Was she going to let him cum? And how? Was he about to have sex with this amazingly hot woman who literally managed to push every single button that turned him on so incredibly much? He could feel cum dripping down his thigh as she sauntered back to the couch.

Sliding back down on to the couch, Samantha dropped the keys on the coffee table in front of her. “Now, here’s how this is going to work. We’ll use those keys to unlock you, but first I need you to make me feel good. Real good.”

With a smile, Samantha uncrossed her legs, exposing her glistening lips to Adam. Without a word, he knew what he needed to do. Sliding over the couch to straddle her, he began. Taking one of her supple breasts in his hands, he gently pinched her nipple, eliciting a moan of contentment. Replacing his fingers with his mouth, Adam sucked on one nipple while pinching the other with his hand.

“Mmm, that feels good.” Samantha whispered. “But you’re dripping on my stomach!”

“Oh, sorry,” Adam replied. Without a word, he slid down onto the floor, resting between her knees. Lowering his lips below her breasts, he gently licked his way down her stomach until he ended up at her swollen and glistening lips. With a sigh, he softly licked her bud, feeling it quiver with arousal. “Is that better?” he asked.

“Oh yes,” she moaned. “Please, make me feel good.”

Needing no further encouragement, Adam returned his lips to hers. Finding her bud again, he sucked her into his mouth, eliciting both another moan and a rush of dampness. As he teased her aroused clit, his fingers found her lips, gently probing one at a time, slowly in and out. Increasing his thrusts as he teased her clit, he could hear her moan more and more loudly.

“Please, keep going," she cried. "I’m so close.”

And Adam could tell. He could feel her contract against his fingers, as she began thrusting her hips in rhythm with his fingers, which he was burying deep inside of her. He could feel her clit spasm with excitement as he brought her closer and closer to an orgasmic release. Faster and faster, they both thrust until Samantha could hold back no more. With a scream, she crested the top of the wave as she continued to thrust against Adam’s lips and fingers.

Adam just held still as she climaxed, feeling her pussy clench against his fingers as her clit throbbed in arousal. As she slowly came down off the wave, he gently pulled his fingers from inside her, as he watched her begin to catch her breath.

“How was that?” he asked a very satiated Samantha.

“That. Was. Amazing,” she sighed. “I didn’t know it could feel like that.”

Adam felt a pang of resentment. With no release for him, he was a trembling, throbbing mess. Pleasing Samantha like that brought him to a level of arousal that he had never felt before. Pulling himself from between her legs, Adam slid back onto the couch next to a very flushed Samantha.

Not knowing how to broach the subject, Adam glanced furtively at the keys on the coffee table directly in front of Samantha. “So…” he stammered.

Samantha caught his eye and looked at the keys. “Oh,” she smiled, “you were hoping I’d use those?”

Adam looked at the puddle that he created on the floor between her legs. “It seems like I’m overflowing at the moment, so I wouldn’t mind.”

Looking down as well, Samantha chuckled. “I see that. It seems someone is very drippy.”

“Sorry,” Adam replied. “Let me get a towel and clean that up.”

“Don’t worry about it. We can get it later.” Samantha again reached out, cradling his throbbing package in her hands. “Wow, you really are turned on.”

“To be honest, I’ve been really turned on since you took the keys at work.”

“I believe that.” She smiled. “And I feel like it’s only right for me to return the favor.”

Adam felt his trapped cock spasm at the thought. “Really,” he asked.

“Yes, really!” she replied. “I want to make you feel just as good as you made me feel. Now, lie on your back.”

Before Adam could protest, Samantha was already standing next to the couch, holding the keys to Adam’s freedom. Settling down onto the couch, Adam looked up as she threw one leg over his prone body, before straddling his legs.

With a smile, Samantha threaded the key into the lock. She twisted the key and pulled out the lock, before removing the cage from Adam’s throbbing member.

“Ah, much better,” she said, gently teasing Adam’s quickly growing member with a gentle finger on his sensitive tip. “Do you like that?”

Adam could only moan as he was finally able to get fully erect for the first time since being locked. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensations from Samantha. After a few moments, he felt her hand leave his throbbing member, before being replaced by something much more intimate and much wetter.

“Shhh,” she whispered in his ear. “You earned this. Now just enjoy it. I want to make you cum. Hard.” With that she began thrusting against Adam’s eager cock, and the couple soon found a rhythm that would bring Adam to his needy climax. As they thrust together, he got closer and closer, ready to ride the wave to an unforgettable orgasm. As he was almost there, he could hear her panting with each thrust…

Yes! Yes! Yes! Bes! Bes! Beep! Beep! Beep!

Adam woke with a start. Completely confused, it took him a moment to realize his alarm clock was loudly informing him it was time to wake up for work. His body was covered in sweat, his locked cock was throbbing in the cage, there was precum all over his sheets, and he had never been so aroused in his life.

Getting out of bed, he stumbled into the living room. There were no drink glasses on the table, there was no dried puddle on the floor in front of the couch, and there was no naked and willing Samantha. The only thing he had was an insatiable desire to cum, which in his current predicament, was out of the question.

Looking around the apartment in confusion, Adam caught sight of the clock on the microwave. It was almost 7:00. He was going to be late for work. Still trying to tame his arousal and need to orgasm, he headed to the bathroom for a quick shower, suddenly remembering he was taking Samantha out for dinner after work.

It was going to be a long day, and a very interesting dinner date.