Romance Under Control Pt 04

Note

This is chapter 4 in a series. It is recommended to read the first three chapters before this one, especially chapters 1 and 3. This chapter is a bit shorter than the last chapter, but I will hopefully have another chapter out shortly after this one.

Ten Minutes Later

Soft pale skin, sweet warm breath, gentle breathless sounds, slow rhythmic movement, love. It would have been heaven if not for the relentless pressure of the steel cage locked around my manhood.

I my hands along Lily's back, savoring the feel of warmth beneath her thin shirt. Her hand pressed against my bare chest; I pulled it closer, enjoying her nervous exploration of my muscles. I pulled her closer as her hand descended, tracing the outlines of my abs. I was out of my mind with need as my body struggled against its unyielding cage, but it didn't matter. Lily was my entire world.

"Can I touch it?" she asked, blushing.

"Of course Lily, always. I belong to you now," I replied.

It felt powerful to say the words aloud: to tell Lily that I belonged to her. I had been Lily's property for ten minutes. They had been the most enjoyable and most frustrating ten minutes of my life. Ten minutes ago I handed over the key to my chastity cage to Zoe, Lily's insanely hot best friend and roommate. I had agreed to go without sex indefinitely, to go without pleasure for as long as Zoe and Lily desired. I had agreed to become a slave, property of the two most beautiful women I had ever seen. And it was worth it; Lily was worth it. I knew after only ten minutes that I wanted to be Lily's property forever.

"You are all mine," Lily giggled, gently feeling the smooth lines of my cage.

"I love you so much Lily," I sighed, shivering at her touch. "I need you."

"Someday, I'll be yours too," she replied.

A sudden wave of need passed through me as Lily's finger brushed the tender head of my caged manhood, forcing me to gasp.

"Ssssh, its ok," Lily whispered.

She pressed her body against mine, gently, lovingly. Her breasts were small and warm pressed against my bare chest. I strained every nerve in my body to feel the slender, elegant body beneath her clothes. The contrast between my nudity and her modest, clothed body reinforced my servitude. I wore nothing but my cage, because as Lily's property I no longer had the right to hide myself without her permission. She wore her clothes because she was free to, nobody owned her least of all me. I had spent many hours at the gym working on my body, and now it was hers to enjoy however and whenever she wanted. She owed me nothing in return and never would.

"Thank you. Thank you for doing this, thank you for being so understanding. I'll do everything I can to make this easier for you. Zoe is going to be strict, she thinks I'm too soft. I want us to have a lot of fun together. I know I can't really make up for it, for asking you to lock yourself up like this. But I love you and I want to make you happy," Lily said, sincerely.

"Hey, you don't have anything to make up for. I want to do this for you. You deserve everything I can give you and more. And besides, kissing you feels better than sex with anyone else ever could."

Lily smiled, and pulled me into a deep, passionate kiss. I embraced her, wishing the moment would never end.

Then Zoe barged in.

Love Interrupted by Lust

"Come here and help me get dressed for work," Zoe ordered, as though telling a dog to sit.

Reluctantly, Lily and I separated. I started to open my mouth to protest, but quickly thought better of it. Lily nodded her approval with a soft, apologetic look. I stood up, feeling hopelessly exposed, my nude body on display in front of two gorgeous, fully clothed women. I instinctively started to cover my cage with my hands, but I knew that I no longer had that right. Resigned, I stood up straight with my cage clearly on display, marking me as property. I followed Zoe to her bedroom.

"Next time don't make me wait," Zoe cautioned.

Zoe closed the door of her room, which somehow made the situation feel much more intense, as though I was trapped in a room with a lioness. It was irrational of course, a bedroom door changed nothing when I was already locked behind steel bars. Still though, it was intense standing nude and chastened in front of a sex goddess wearing a thin tank top and no bra.

"Face the wall," she ordered, as she started to pull off her top.

I complied without hesitation, secretly relieved to have a respite from seeing her beauty.

Less than a week ago this sex goddess had offered to have sex with me. Those sensuous C cup breasts and firm, small nipples could have been mine to play with. Her powerful, toned legs could have been wrapped around me. Now we were alone in her room, in various states of undress, and I couldn't even get hard.

With Lily the cage felt almost welcoming, imprisonment strengthening love. With Zoe the cage was cruel, torturing me with lust.

"The other hostess at the restaurant called out sick, so I'm working this evening. I need to decide which dress to wear. You're going to help me decide. Then, you are going to take Lily out to dinner, to my restaurant of course. As far as I'm concerned, this is your first real date with Lily, so you better not blow it. I'll be keeping an eye on you, making sure you treat her like a proper lady," Zoe commanded. "After dinner you are going to take her for a romantic walk, like a gentleman should. If you are on your best behavior tonight you may be in for a treat, but don't get your hopes up. No matter what, you will stay here tonight, in case I have use of you when I get off work."

My heart raced as Zoe spoke. I wasn't used to being ordered around, and here I was facing a wall, wearing a chastity cage, and listening to a gorgeous woman order me around effortlessly. A small but growing part of me was thrilled by my newfound lack of freedom.

"Now turn around," she ordered.

I turned, and I gasped. Zoe wore a silky, black dress that hugged her slim torso tightly but swayed loosely around her legs, hanging down to her knees. For once she wore a bra, turning her voluptuous, swaying breasts into perfectly formed, perfectly full globes under the tight black fabric. She took two swaggering steps towards me, the swaying motion of her dress giving me a brief, tantalizing peek of her thighs with each step. She looked menacingly sexy. Cruelty by overwhelming eroticism.

I sank to my knees, the cage too tight to bear.

"Perfect, picked the right dress on the first try," she said, barely reacting as I sank to the floor. "Now get up and finish zipping me up."

My hands shook as I pulled the zipper across her back.

First Date as a New Man

I looked myself over once more using my phone's screen as a mirror. I looked good; nervous, but good. I stood outside Lily & Zoe's apartment in a wide necked linen shirt, form fitting but classy, with the sleeves rolled up to show off my forearms. Slim, white trousers just barely showed the curve of my athletic glutes. I was freshly shaved, freshly combed, and my perfect teeth were sparkling white. My generously sized, perfectly shaped cock was locked away in a gleaming steel cage. I was dressed my absolute best; Lily deserved nothing less.

I felt like a new man, an idealized boyfriend come to life: handsome, fit, well dressed, strong but obedient, sexually charged but completely under control. Just three hours ago I had been a normal fit, horny college student: the kind of guy who tried to have sex on a first date. I wasn't that person anymore, I had allowed myself to become a new person for Lily. I hoped I had become someone worthy of her.

Zoe had kicked me out of their apartment as soon as I had helped her dress for her job as a restaurant hostess. She had sent me home to change and prepare for my first date as a new man, reminding me sternly to be on my best behavior. I had been nervous then, shocked at how much my life had changed with just a single click of a lock, scared at how easily I had been brought to my knees by just the sight of a beautiful, fully clothed woman.

I felt much calmer after cooling down for a couple hours. I hadn't for a moment forgotten the agreement that I had made when I handed over my key, my new subservience, the loss of ownership over my own body. I certainly hadn't forgotten my denial; the constant pressure of steel on sensitive skin had kept my unfulfilled need at the top of my mind every moment since the cage had clicked shut, and I knew that as long as I was with Lily my mind would be clouded with a hunger I could no longer satisfy. I felt calmer, not because it had become easier, but because I had started to accept my new situation. I knew I wanted to be with Lily, no matter what, and it felt right that I should make sacrifices for that privilege.

I knocked on Lily's door confidently, knowing that no matter what the evening would bring I could handle it. The moment I saw Lily I knew I was wrong, badly wrong.

Beauty

She was stunning. Beyond stunning. For years I had fantasized about Lily the shy, modest student. The girl who stood in front of me was more beautiful than my fantasies, more beautiful than I knew anyone could be. I was mesmerized.

Lily's wore a simple blue and white dress, cinched around her waist to highlight her slender, delicate curves. Her dress was short and loose, showing far more of her smooth legs than any outfit I had ever seen her in before. Lily's shoulders were covered by loose sleeves, a touch of modesty making the rest of the dress seem even more revealing. Her dress was cut low, a deep V exposing the tender space between the subtle curves of her A cups. A glimmer of metal drew my eyes to her chest; she was wearing the necklace I had given her, the necklace that symbolized my chastity, the necklace I hoped one day would hold my key.

The pale light of her blue eyes shone from a porcelain white face famed with wavy locks of strawberry blond hair. She had used just a hint of makeup, a little light red lipstick, the tiniest hint of blush, barely noticeable eyeliner. Such small touches and yet the effect was enormous. She was still my Lily, but she had transformed from a shy, modest student to a goddess.

I had always found Lily beautiful, even wearing baggy clothes and no makeup she lit up the room. She was already the girl of my dreams, the girl I fantasized about late at night. But now she was far beyond my fantasies. My heart fluttered as my eyes drowned in her beauty.

"Hi."

"Hey."

Our eyes met, and locked together. Neither of us knew what to say, so we just stayed like that, not wanting the moment to end. I could sense that she was nervous, that the shy girl I knew so well was still in there, just wearing the face of a supermodel.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen Lily, I would do anything for you," I said at last, meaning every word.

Lily blushed and looked down, smiling. She started to cross her arms across her chest, clearly not used to being so exposed, but she caught herself. A flicker of hesitation crossed her face, then she clasped her hands behind her back, presenting herself to me. She smiled and turned slightly from side to side, the hem of her dress brushing against her legs.

"You really think so?" she asked, playfully?

"I really, really do."

We kissed, gently at first, then passionately. The familiar strain grew as I pulled her towards me, her back curving as she pressed her lithe figure against my muscular chest. She was so thin, so soft, and so delicate under that beautiful dress. After a moment, the ache of love in my heart drowned out the ache of desire in my loins, and I knew that a single hug from my Lily was worth more than a lifetime of sex with anyone else.

Dinner with a View

Dinner went by in a blur. As I had been commanded to, I brought Lily to the restaurant where Zoe worked as a hostess. Somehow, despite all that had happened earlier in the evening, we were able to relax and our conversation flowed effortlessly. It was reassuring to know that the years of friendship we had was still there, that we still shared the same sense of humor, that we could still lose ourselves in each other's company. The agreement I had made, the metal cage restraining me, the knowledge that I was no longer a free man, none of that mattered. I could still be just as charming, just as funny. I was still the boy that shy, careful Lily fell for. And every minute I spent with Lily my love for her grew.

My desire and lust didn't fade for a minute throughout the whole dinner. The most beautiful girl in the restaurant was right in front of me, and I felt like all eyes were upon us. We made a handsome couple, I knew how many women were looking at me out of the corner of their eyes. Lily was in another league though, and it felt like all the lights in the restaurant shone just on her. My eyes kept being drawn back to the glitter of her necklace gently brushing against the delicate curve of her breasts as she moved.

Despite the meaning of that necklace, despite the fact that it symbolized that I was owned, chaste, property, seeing Lily wear it made me happy. It was an honor that someone so beautiful would wear a symbol of ownership over me.

As we advanced our way through light appetizers, drinks, and rich pasta I felt myself relaxing. Sure I was still burning with desire and unable to do anything about it, but that was ok. More than ok. It was as though my desire had transmuted into something more pure than simple lust. The center of my world was Lily, and my own needs just didn't matter that much compared to talking to her, laughing at her jokes, entertaining her. A smile spread her soft lips as I held her hand across the table. That smile made enduring the constant pressure of inescapable steel bars more than worth it.

Without realizing it, we spent all night at the restaurant, lost in each others eyes.

We were one of the last tables left, when Zoe came up to us. Zoe had been busy all night showing off her body to customers as she led them to their tables. She had clearly been enjoying herself, always walking with her hips swaying, bending over low as she placed menus, giving everyone around her a glimpse down the deep V of her dress, a mischievous look in her eye. She had been keeping an eye on me and Lily all night, occasionally winking at me, gloating in the power she now held over me.

Zoe pulled up a chair and sat down with us without asking.

"So, how has your night been," Zoe asked Lily, completely ignoring me.

"Its been really nice," Lily replied, smiling softly. "He's so sweet."

"Sweet? Or desperate?" Zoe asked, shooting me a cruel look.

I opened my mouth to speak, but thought better of it.

Zoe bent low over the table, giving me an eyeful of cleavage, her magnificent body barely covered by tight black fabric. I stared, mesmerized for a second, until I caught myself and managed to look away, wincing at the sudden unbearable tightness in my cage.

"S-sorry," I stammered, facing Lily. She didn't say anything but I could tell that she was hurt.

I felt equal parts aroused and ashamed. I wanted to be better than that. I didn't want my sex drive to come before Lily, I didn't want to be ruled by my libido. I just wasn't strong enough. The part of me that wanted the best for Lily couldn't overcome the primitive instincts hardwired into every male brain. That's why I needed to be caged.

I tried to explain that to Lily. I started to tell her that I accepted chastity because I couldn't control myself, and I needed the help. There was no need to explain it though. She understood, and she forgave me right away. Just a few words and a soft smile, and I felt more loved than I ever had before. Lily really did understand me, and she wanted me even though I couldn't control myself. With that realization, the cage felt like less of a burden and more of a gift.

Lily looked around the restaurant, a shy smile parting her soft lips. Lily leaned forward, her necklace glittering, drawing my eyes to the deep V of her dress, where the delicate breasts were just barely visible. She hesitated slightly, then squeezed her arms front of her, lifting her A cups slightly and giving me a tantalizing glimpse of the pink of her nipples.

I gasped, and bent forwards uncontrollably, barely aware I was in public. I was overcome with longing and love for her. I was more turned on than I had ever realized possible. It didn't matter that Lily hardly had any cleavage to show off. The fact the shy, studious, incredible girl I had fallen in love with wanted to show herself to me was enough, especially after I had proved myself unworthy of her. Even if Zoe had stripped completely, showing her luscious curves to the world, my eyes would still have been glued to Lily.

"Lily..." I started, but I didn't have the words to express what I was feeling. It didn't matter though, she understood from the look of longing in my eyes.

Lily smiled, and laughed a little, happy and surprised by the effect she had on me. That smile made every throb of frustration from my caged body completely worth it.

A Kiss in the Park

Lily's slender body shivered as I pulled her into a long, passionate kiss. My body was electric with need. I savored every sensation, the warmth of her breath, the softness of her breasts, just barely covered under thin fabric. I put my hand on the back of her neck, my fingers tracing the delicate links of her necklace. She hesitated, her breath catching in her throat as I traced the necklace around her neck. We were surrounded by other couples; none of them knew what that necklace meant, but for us it meant everything.

We had walked home from the restaurant, taking the scenic route back to Lily and Zoe's apartment. We had stopped at a park, climbing up a hill to a scenic overlook of the city. We had left the restaurant an hour ago at least, but neither of us wanted the night to end. As much as we longed to to be alone together, we knew that once we closed the door of Lily's apartment everything would change between us. We weren't like all the other couples around us, who would go home and spend the night in each other's arms, making passionate love until they fell asleep.

Lily and I were not two lovers sharing a night together as equals. I was not Lily's equal, and did not deserve to share the night with her as a lover. My uncontrollable lust made me unworthy of making love to her, and the cage restraining my manhood made me incapable. We both knew that I was Lily's property, not her boyfriend, and the moment the door of Lily's apartment closed I would no longer be allowed to pretend otherwise.

When we left the restaurant Zoe had ordered me to wait outside while she talked with Lily. Lily hadn't told me what Zoe said, she just gave me a shy, apologetic smile as she joined me outside the restaurant. I had behaved inappropriately, by allowing myself to look at Zoe's body when my focus should have been entirely on Lily. I knew I would be punished, and that I deserved it.

Still though, we embraced, and we kissed just as passionately as all of the normal couples around us. That kiss was everything to me, because I knew it would almost certainly be the only pleasure I would receive tonight, and that it was more pleasure than I deserved.

Alone at Last

Finally we arrived at Lily's apartment. Before we went in, she turned to me, and pressed her head against my chest.

"I had an amazing time tonight, really," she said. "I know this is hard for you, I can't even imagine what you're going through right now. I know Zoe seems mean, but she is just looking out for me. I can't imagine anyone else willing to go through with this for me. I promise some day I'll make this all worth it for you. Thank you"