Val turned off all the lights and pulled the door locked behind them. They retraced their steps back through the basement hallways to the elevator.
They went to dinner and chatted amiably about everything except what happened earlier in the basement.
After dinner, Val finally brought up the current challenge.
"So, how do you feel being locked up?" Val popped her eyebrows and smiled, taking a sip of wine.
"It's really...weird. Like, is this hygienic?"
"It'll be fine. Keyla will let you out to wash and that thing can go in the shower. It won't rust."
"And I just...you know...through the holes?"
"Yeah. Just pee like normal. You just won't be able to wipe."
Cassie felt like Val was enjoying her predicament a bit too much.
"The other part of it is...more interesting. Bradshaw had an employee who was stealing money from him. Not a lot--a few thousand. Anyway, Bradshaw sends in his lawyer and basically offers him a contract like yours, but without the money."
"So...he's just...playing with him?"
"More like torture. Anyway, he's locked in a little cage and Bradshaw sends different people to unlock and torment him periodically. That's your job this week."
Cassie had mixed feelings. She'd been the passive "victim" in all of this. But, she had enjoyed toying with Bret in the car the other night. Maybe this would be fun too?
"Here's his key."
Val pulled a key on a necklace out of her purse and slid it across the table to Cassie.
Cassie took it from the table and put it around her neck. It was a weird feeling of power knowing some guy's cock was locked up and she held his only way out.
"When do I..."
"Meet Mike? In about..." Val checked her watch. "...20 minutes. I'll drive you."
Cassie just nodded. There wasn't anyone near them in the restaurant, but she didn't want anyone to overhear any of the questions she wanted to ask.
They paid the bill and got into Val's car. Val entered an address into the navigation and headed across town.
"Here's the deal. You go in, unlock him and film him washing. As soon as he's done, lock him back up. Then you can do whatever you want with him. He probably won't cum...so be sure to leave him hard and frustrated."
"What do I...uh..."
"Literally anything. He's under orders. So you can touch him, flash him, spank him...whatever. If he does anything out of line, tase him."
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Val drove into a modest looking apartment complex. She knew the code to open the gate from memory. She pulled the car in front of a building off to one side.
"He's upstairs in apartment 213. I'll wait for you."
"Thanks, Val."
Cassie stepped out of the car and walked the couple of dozen steps to the building, then upstairs to the landing. She walked up to the door and knocked.
The door was answered almost immediately. A middle aged man cracked the door open and waved Cassie inside. Cassie didn't know what she'd been expecting. This guy looked totally average and harmless. He was wearing baggy sweatpants and a college t-shirt and was padding around in socks.
"Hi. Are you Mike?"
"Yeah. Come on in."
Cassie stepped into the apartment. Everything was neat and tidy and very simple--just some basic furniture, a big TV and a few generic pictures on the wall. Mike led her to the bathroom adjacent to his bedroom. It had a long countertop, toilet and a shower and everything was done in shades of beige, reminiscent of a budget hotel.
"Strip for me."
Mike looked a little surprised, but said nothing. He pulled off his shirt and sweatpants and set them on the counter. He was left standing in front of her with a wire cock cage compressing his dick within it. He kept his eyes downcast, Cassie thought maybe from embarrassment.
Cassie took out her phone and started videoing--steaming it to the app. She held the camera with one hand and unlocked his cock cage's lock with the other. She removed the small but solid feeling lock and set it on the counter.
"Wash up, Mike."
He frowned a bit. He removed the cage and set it on the counter. Then picked up a wash cloth and soaped it up, meticulously scrubbing his cock with it, then wet it with warm water and rinsed it off.
The hair around his groin was short and stubbly.
Without saying a word, he applied shaving cream over the base of his cock and balls. He carefully shaved himself bald. He finished by wiping down his cock again with the warm cloth.
The cage had two parts. He put on the base ring under his balls, then slid the cage around his cock and held the lock point together.
Cassie leaned down and put the padlock through the hole, locking Mike's cock back in its cage.
