Chapter 10 There Once Was A Man From Nantucket
Later Friday evening Steve was at home and Emily rang his doorbell. She was right on time at 8pm. He opened the door to find his beautiful young muse; the woman who had revealed his true nature and allowed him to transform into the secret servant he had subconsciously yearned to be.
She was a bit over dressed for a casual visit but she wanted to wear a skirt to highlight her sexuality. Her skirt was short and black which she paired with a gray deep V-neck top that revealed her inspiring cleavage. She wore black high heeled shoes with no stockings. She had gotten another mani-pedi and her toenails were painted the same red that Steve had picked out the previous weekend.
Her large leather purse was hanging on her shoulder and she was carrying a small gift in a black box, with a red bow.
Steve said, "Hello Emily, please come in, come in."
She stepped inside and he closed the door. He looked down to her hands then up to her eyes and said, "So this is for me?"
She held it close to her and said, "Yes, it's for you." Rather than give it to him, she turned and walked into the living room. He followed with curiosity.
She sat down on the couch, placing her purse and the gift beside her. He stood before her and she crossed one leg over the other, lacing her fingers together on her top knee. She said nothing, she simply waited. After a long moment she raised her eyebrows and tilted her head expectantly.
Steve knew what she wanted. In this context of privacy she wanted Steve nude. He reached down and opened his belt. Emily looked down at his hands and nodded her approval. She slid back and made herself comfortable as her CEO toy stripped.
Once he was nude and his clothes were neatly folded and stacked, he looked at her, waiting for instruction. She silently pointed at the floor directly in front of her. He understood and took his place, on his knees before her. She reached over, opened her purse and took out the leather collar and leash. She unhooked the leash from the collar and left it on the couch.
She took the collar and, without fanfare, she leaned forward and fastened it around Steve's neck. That simple action caused Steve's hairless genitals to respond. He didn't fully erect but his cock thickened and partially rose. This had become Steve's favorite place to be. Kneeling nude before his gorgeous intern and wearing her collar.
She sat back and smiled, then she picked up the gift and held it out to him. She said, "I wanted to give you this before our trip tomorrow. You can use it right away but it's actually something to help you remember me when I go back to school after my internship."
Steve had a worried look on his face and said, "But I'll still see you, sometimes? Right?"
She said, "Well I suppose that's up to you. I'll be busy but I'm not far away. I'm unlikely to refuse a properly extended invitation."
Steve smiled, looked at the mysterious package then back to Emily. He said, "Are you sure it's okay that I didn't get you anything?"
She smirked and said, "Yes, it's okay because well, the truth is, this is for me."
He was confused and looked at the black box and red ribbon. She held it out and said, "Open it."
He accepted it and pulled off the ribbon. He removed the lid and set it aside. There was white tissue paper which he moved aside, revealing an unusual clear plastic object. He picked it up and examined it. He said, "What's this?"
Emily smiled and said, "It's a male chastity device. It's a well-established beginner model called a CB-6000S."
He chuckled and said, "Male chastity? I didn't know such things existed. I thought chastity belts were only for," he stopped talking and looked at the device in his hands.
"Only for women?" Emily guessed at the end of Steve's sentence.
"Well yeah," said Steve looking back at her.
She shrugged her shoulders and said, "That was the Middle Ages. Nowadays, male chastity devices are far more popular than female devices."
As Steve examined the CB-6000S he began to understand. He looked at her and said, "You want to lock this on my, on my, penis."
Emily smiled and said, "Well, that's the idea. I'd lock this on you then hold the key and you could only get sexual relief when I allow it."
The nervous look on his face amused her. She let him stew for a long moment, then she said, "Don't worry Steve, it's not realistic for me to lock this on you and only let you out when I want."
"It's not?" queried Steve?
"No," confirmed Emily, "I'm not going to lock it on you." She smiled broadly and said, "You are going to do it in honor of me and wear it as much as you can. I want you to wear it all next week in Nantucket."
His mouth dropped open and he looked at it again. Emily continued, "You'll need regular access to your genitals for hygiene and shaving so I'm going to trust you to be honest with me. Let's think of next week as a kind of, trial run."
Steve nodded and Emily quickly chimed in. She said, "Just because you'll have access to the key doesn't mean you're in charge of it."
He looked at her with a slight smile then shook his head and said, "You never cease to amaze me Emily. Every time I think I have you figured out; you step up your game."
She smiled and said, "I'm constantly evolving so I doubt you'll ever figure me out."
He nodded in agreement.
Emily said, "Come closer so we can figure out how to put this thing on you."
He shuffled close to Emily and she picked up the curved parts that made up the cock ring. "I practiced assembling this thing earlier so I think I have it down," she said as she fastened the base ring around his cock and balls. She installed the locking pin then picked up the clear plastic cage.
She held the ring together with one hand while quickly sliding the cage over his partially erect penis. She forced it into place, bending his firming cock down into its new, restrained position.
"Ow, ow," whined Steve.
"Oh be quiet," she said, "You need to get used to this.
She removed the small padlock from the box and snapped it into place through the hole in the end of the locking pin.
"There," she said with a smile on her face. She reached up and grasped his balls and twisted the cock cage back and forth to get a good look at it. She looked up at him and said, "How does that feel?"
"It feels tight," said Steve.
"Perfect," said Emily, "It'll be a constant reminder of me. Between this cock cage and my pinky ring I doubt you'll think about any other girl."
Emily released the cage and Steve reached down to see what it felt like. It was strange that he could grab his cock but not feel his hand. Suddenly a question popped into his head. He looked at her and said, "How am I supposed to pee with thing on?"
Emily giggled and said, "Obviously you'll have to sit like a girl. No more peeing standing up for you."
He frowned and looked down at the cage again.
Emily took out her phone and said, "Let me get some pictures. Back up a little."
Steve didn't even question her. Still on his knees he shuffled back and waited as she took several pictures of him wearing nothing but his new, humiliating cock cage and a black leather collar.
Only after she had taken her pictures did Steve think about how damning they would be. He said, "What are you going to do with those pictures?"
Emily calmly replied, "Steve we've been over this. I'm not going to do anything with them. I'm going to keep them safe. I told you I don't want to tarnish your reputation. Pictures like these could destroy your career."
Steve looked at her with obvious concern and she quickly added, "But don't worry because, I don't want that."
