Sarah was the first to wake up the following morning. She blinked a few times before seeing Michael's head on the pillow beside her. It took a second for her to remember that today was Wednesday, and everything should be different.
"Oh my god, what are you doing in my bed? Ew!" Michael shook to life, and he looked confused and disorientated before he, too, realized that it was Wednesday. He covered himself and got up from under the covers.
"I'm so sorry, I..." Sarah had sat up and yelled.
"What are you even doing in my room, you dirty pervert? Get out." Michael scampered out of the bedroom and into the spare bedroom. Sarah got up, slammed the door to her bedroom, and locked it. She walked back to the bed and threw herself on it.
"Day one," she said to herself, feeling excited. She lay there briefly until she heard Michael leave his bedroom. She knew he usually peed and showered before having breakfast. So, after a few more minutes, she got up, put on her usual dressing gown, and opened her end table drawer. There lay a new chastity cage. She had bought it before the weekend as a surprise for Michael. Instead of a padlock, this one had a more discreet, comfortable, and integrated severe lock. But now, it would serve as a new introduction to their lives. She grabbed it, walked to the living room, sat on the sofa, and waited for Michael.
Michael had just dressed after his shower and walked into the apartment's shared kitchen and living room. He saw Sarah sit cross-armed and crosslegged on the sofa. He turned to Sarah.
"Good morning, Sarah." She looked up grimly at him.
"Good morning, Michael. We need to talk." Michael looked confused. He hadn't realized this was no longer a roleplay but a new reality. Sarah would now act differently to him. They were no longer girlfriend and boyfriend but roommates who shared an apartment, and she decided whether she wanted to do anything with him.
"About what?" He sat down in an armchair.
"About what happened. We've been roommates for a while, and I thought I liked you, but that was totally unacceptable. And I realized that some things had to change for you to keep renting your part of the apartment." Michael leaned forward.
"But..."
"Michael, this isn't a negotiation. This is an ultimatum. Either you accept it, or you're out." Michael wanted to rebut but closed his mouth, leaned back, and listened.
"First things first, my bedroom is off limits, and I don't know where you thought you could enter my bedroom uninvited. On top of being a pervert, you dared to lay in my bed almost naked. This has to stop, so I think we must do something drastic. I bought this for my ex-boyfriend, but I think this would fit you." She pulled out the chastity cage, set it on the coffee table, and continued.
"There are some other things that need to happen. As you so thoroughly invaded my privacy, there must be other punishments. And I'm thinking about you paying the entire rent, at least for this month, and doing the chores. Then, after a while, we might discuss other arrangements if you have behaved yourself." Michael had been listening intently and realized that Sarah had been reiterating their agreement but in the context of two new and different people. She had hit on everything they agreed on but spiced it up by justifying the Princess part by adding the financial angle. Michael's pants started moving, and his dick firmly pressed against the fabric. Sarah was eying him up and down.
"Do we have an understanding?" Michael looked resigned, but secretly, he was very excited. He slowly nodded his head.
"Say it. I want it as a verbal agreement until we update the rent contract." Michael's pants took a giant leap.
"Sarah, I agree to the terms." Sarah didn't look satisfied.
"You know what, Michael, as I deserve to be treated like a princess for what you've done, it's better if you just call me that. You know, so you don't forget, right roomie?" Michael's excitement spiked again.
"Yes, sorry, Princess." Sarah smiled sardonically.
"Good, just one more thing before we can return to our morning, roomie." She leaned forward and picked up the chastity cage.
"We have to lock you up." Michael knew what was expected of him, so he stood before Sarah with his hand behind his back. Sarah looked up at him.
"What are you waiting for? I won't touch your member if you think that, and we barely know each other." She trusted the chastity device toward him. Michael took it, but he was annoyed, not with Sarah but with himself. She had immediately slipped into the roommate role while he was blundering and having expectations. He took the device and turned his body like he was ashamed to show his penis before pulling down his pants and assembling the chastity device on his dick. He realizes that it doesn't close and turns his head to Sarah, who is waiting on him expectantly.
"I'm sorry, princess, but a lock seems missing." Sarah smiles at him.
"I have the lock, but I must inspect the device to ensure you put it on properly. Turn around for me so I can have a look." Michael turns to face Sarah again. He's holding the chastity device together. Sarah leaned forward and replaced the hand holding the device together. In her other hand, she held the integral lock and key. She slid it into the slot in the device and turned the key. Michael was once again locked in chastity, not a second too soon because he was now bulging. She gently turned his locked dick over and inspected it, careful not to touch any flesh. She yanked on it gently, making Michael take an involuntary step forward.
"Sorry, I just had to make sure. You can pull your pants up." She said while putting the key on a necklace and downing it around her neck. Michael pulled his pants up and waited indecisively.
"We are done here, roomie, and you may leave." Michael took a breath and asked.
"Do you want me to make you some breakfast, Princess?" Sarah looked up at him and smiled warmly.
"I would love some, roomie."
The first day and week passed quickly, with Sarah introducing new small house rules that must be followed. The first one was that Michael had to go entirely clothed at all times, even after he had showered. So Michael had to take clothes with him into the bathroom and change there. On the other hand, Sarah wore whatever she wanted, no matter how scantily it was. She always had at least a bra and panties in his company just to tease him. She also made sure to lock her room or bathroom when changing, citing the indiscretion of Wednesday morning. Michael handled that well, mainly because he had some old nude photos of Sarah on the computer from before they started it all, which he frequently watched while rubbing his cage. Apart from that, things progressed as usual with work. But in the evenings, however, it was a different story. As soon as Sarah had retired for the evening and locked her door, Michael spent time outside Sarah's door listening and hoping to hear her masturbate that evening she first brought home another man. Then, after an hour or so, he retired to his room and watched those nude photos.
Saturday was a little different; Sarah spent the day shopping while he was home, puttering about making his room a little more lived-in. When Sarah came home, she had several shopping bags with her. During dinner, he asked her what she had bought, and she smiled at him.
"You want to see what I've bought, roomie? Michael nodded his head.
"More than anything, Miss."
"Aw, is my perverted roomie that desperate to see their roommate look beautiful?" Michael didn't answer, but that was absolutely true, and they both knew it. Sarah feigned to consider it before making a decision.
"Okay, but I'm only doing this because I'm in a good mood. Think of this as a special privilege I've granted you." Michael nodded his understanding.
"Good. Wait at my door when you've cleaned up." She got up and strutted out of the kitchen. Michael watched longingly after her before doing the chores.
When he cleaned dinner, he sat on his knees outside Sarah's bedroom door. He could hear Sarah rummaging around inside. He wondered what had taken so long. Packing up clothes couldn't take that long, right? But he waited patiently for Sarah. Then the door opened, and she peeked out.
"Okay, so there are some rules you must agree on before we do this." She said sternly. Michael waited with bated breath.
"Rule number one, when you cross that threshold, you do exactly as I say, and what I say goes. Is that understood?" Michael nodded his head.
"Rule number two, you are not allowed to touch me. I can touch you if I want, but not the other way around, got it?" Michael felt that it was harsh but nodded his head again.
"Rule number three: your enjoyment is secondary to my enjoyment, and the focus should be on me, and I want your undivided attention. Can you manage that?" Michael realized these were pretty bad terms, but he accepted them because he wanted to see Sarah in the clothes she bought and hoped for more.
