Caged Studies Ch 01

Hello all, my first story here on the site! I am quite new at this so feedback is appreciated! This takes heavy influence and inspiration from the "Daughter holds the keys" stories by white_raven47. Please go and read her stories as they are very good. Only this first chapter is currently planned to contain incest/taboo at the moment. The rest will go into BDSM. All people in this story are of legal age.

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Heavy panting filled the room as Mitchell was nude in the living room of his home. his clothes in a neat pile nearby while his mother, fully dressed, was sitting on a couch in front of him. Currently the young 18 year old was quite busy grinding his hips. His erect member rubbing up and down her leg to satisfy himself. His mother graciously gave him this one last time before she handed his keys over to the college he was leaving for today. Her black dress pulled up just enough to allow this. A shiny silver metal cage, perfectly fitted for the young man was nearby. Ready to be locked on once he was done. As was the law for all men once they come of age. His mother, Marianne, called Marie by her friends, brushed some of her long brown curly hair off her shoulder before reaching out to ruffle his short and slightly messy black hair. She locked her blue eyes with his own as she spoke.

"I can't believe today is the day you go to college" she sighs dreamily. "It really is a shame we won't have your weekly milkings anymore. Maybe you'll find a nice girl to take over for you there?" she says dreamily.

At this point her leg was lined with precum. Her smooth and supple skin rubbed all along the length of Mitchell's member as he thrusted frantically. Once his mother became the owner of his keys naturally things were very awkward for him. The changes he had to adapt to quite large. Even today he is still not used to being so naked and bare before her. Even when she 'helped' him around her friends or in public. Men were tied to the women in their lives if they owned the keys.

"I'm sure I will....get by with...the college's own staff mom" he pants out as he is red in the face. Embarrassed by his own actions. But it had been a solid week of torture, leaking in his cage, girls knowingly taunting him and his friends as they knew all men were locked. "I'm not sure...I'm ready for....a girlfriend yet" he pants out and gives one last rush of frantic thrusts before letting out an audible moan. Sprays of pent up seed firing and lining all over her leg. Coating it in the sticky substance. Mitchell felt the soreness in his balls as he finally had finished his weekly session.

"There we go baby, just let it all out" Marianne giggled. Feeling her son's seed on her legs for the last time. Letting him catch his breath before pulling her leg back a bit and holding it in front of his face. "Go ahead Mitchell" she orders him.

He waits a bit before sliding forward and letting his tongue out. Licking up the sticky mess he made along her leg. His mother had owned his keys for the longest time, but after lots of hard work, study and tests he had managed to get a scholarship to the nearby prestigious college. Formed after the creation of the laws to place all men in chastity. Morgren university. It offered various fields of studies, including the one he sought after. Computer technology and a thorough coding program. He was ecstatic to go, to get away from his own mother too admittedly as the shame of his normal weekly sessions was getting unbearable.

"All clean now Mitchell" Marianne says with a smile removing her leg. "Stand up now, let's get you all prepped for your first day"

He stands up. His now flaccid cock on display as he fought the urge to hide his embarrassment with his hands. In smooth trained motions she picks up the base ring and slides it along, then under his balls. Then came the cage itself and with a twist of the keys on her bracelet he was once again locked up.

"There we are. Go grab your things sweetie, I'll have the rest shipped like you asked" she says standing up. Walking away as she straightens her dress. Mitchell grabbing his clothes and sighing as he tells himself mentally "It was the last time. The last time. Find a NICE girl at college who will be kind to me. Graduate and live a more comfortable life" He says as he soon runs upstairs.

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Some time has passed now as Marianne was driving Mitchell to his new college, his new life in the dorms, away from the shame of his keys being owned by his own mother. Soon the college would own his keys. Much more tolerable to his own mind. Soon enough they were parking and up ahead was the office to in-process him. A short line thankfully as he was here rather early. Mitchell stands up after closing his door. Backpack on and suitcase at his side as he readied himself for the start of his new life. A better one he hoped.

"Right up ahead mom" He says pointing as she grabs her purse. Admittedly he was rather eager to have her stop holding his keys. She was not an easy woman to please in many cases and there were plenty of times she denied him a weekly release simply because of small things. Leaving a shirt out of a hamper, not rinsing his dish after breakfast and so on. "Once we go in there I'll get my roomkey and from there mom, I'll call often. I promise" he says with a small smile.

"You'd better" she says joking with a roll of her eyes. "Otherwise I swear I'm going to come and visit and tell all your friends stories of you" she adds as they begin to move. He blushed a tad as he was well aware of the stories she would tell. His cage is already tight once more in his pants from the memories of things she has made him do.

He opens the door for his mother and follows after her. A woman who looked to be in her mid 30's sitting at the front desk. Stray blond hairs lightly covered her black glasses despite it being styled into a small bun.

"Hello and welcome to Morgren University!" she said in a welcome tone. Nearby

She had caught the attention of other men and women, many new students and some returning. As well as other female workers behind the desk. "New student I assume?" she asks as she types away on her keyboard.

"Yes. Mitchell Harrison" he speaks up. Moments away from hopeful freedom away from his mother. "I start in a week. Figured I would come in early and make sure I was settled in" He says happily.

She types away and smiles for a few moments and then stands up. "Ah, here we are. Just a few moments while I get you your paperwork" she stands up then begin walking away. The sound of her heels clicking behind her as she goes through a nearby door. Coming back just a few minutes later with a packet of paperwork and two small boxes. "Here are your documents. Class schedule, Campus rules, Bus schedule and so on" she says, sliding him the packet. "Here is your roomkey, your roommate is already checked in" she says as she opens the last small box, which was labeled with his name and student I.D. "And lastly" She says turning to Marianne. "His keys please. As well as your signature giving legal rights to own, unlock and lock him at our own interests" she says holding her hand out to her.

Mitchell held his breath as she undid the pair of keys on her bracelet. Handing them over with a sigh. "My baby boy is growing up" she mumbles. Much to his own embarrassment. Other girls in the room giggling as they heard it too. Finally his mother signs the paperwork and he felt a rush of relief flood his body. And a slight drip of relief leaked from his cage. His hard work finally paying off.

"Perfect. Now we need to ensure these are the keys. If you would Mr. Harrison" The secretary says expectantly. Looking at him.

"I..Excuse me?" Mitchell asks confused. A new bout of embarrassment flooding his face as he wasn't sure he heard correctly. Many feminine eyes in the room on him now.

"Standard procedure." The secretary says smiling. "First, it's to ensure you are currently locked. Following the law of course" she says nonchalantly. "And second, there are often attempts to hide the real keys and give us fake ones so young men like yourself can try and break the law. Needless to say such actions are a risk to the female populace of the University so we are obligated to check" she says with a smile on her face. One which did not seem so welcoming this time around. "Once we ensure you are properly locked and these are the keys they will be sent to the University men's clinic for your weekly needs. Now please sir. There is no line yet but I'd hate for you to cause one"

Mitchell's voice caught in his throat at first. The thought of asking for privacy comes to mind but....many women were nowhere near as kind to grant such a request. He knew better from the teasings of many other girls and sometimes his own mother. With shaky hands and short breaths he fought to keep steady until he reaches down and unbuttons his pants. The zipper is next and soon, with a small pull of the front of his boxers his caged member is freed. The cage is tight as the embarrassment of this is getting to him. His face burns hot as he keeps his eyes closed the entire time. Some giggling and talking could be heard from other female students and a few staff. As well as a few sympathetic looks from fellow men in the room. He feels his cage shake as the familiar clicking of his lock is heard. First unlocked, then locked up again.

"There we are. All done" The secretary says as Mitchell quickly covers himself up and zips his pants. "We have confirmed you are following the law and in good faith. Welcome to Morgren University!" she says happily and unbothered. She slides his keys inside and sets it aside in a nearby drawer.

In a rush with his ears ringing and blood still rushing to his head he grabs his paperwork and leads his mother outside. Giving her one final hug as she struggled to hold back tears.

"Call me every weekend Mitchell. I want to hear all about school okay" She says smiling through slightly smeared makeup. Rubbing her eyes a bit as she lets him go.

"I promise mom. I love you" he says with pure honesty. He hated his situation yes. But he was born into it and raised in it. It was the law and although she wasn't the nicest to him in some ways it wasn't entirely her fault. With a final goodbye they go their separate ways and he pulls out his map to find out exactly where his dorms were.

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Some time later he arrives at his door. Room 227. He was going to be in room B. He slides his key into the door and with a twist it unlocks. "Finally" he thought to himself. A space of his own. Freedom. Unbothered by anyone to mess with him as easily as before. He opens the door and it opens into a small shared space. A decent sized bathroom with a shower, a kitchen and cabinets for storage, a fridge, microwave and a stove top electric oven. He then sees his room just ahead. Room B, directly next to room A naturally. A thin wall separating the two. From noises coming from room A he could tell his roommate was here. But Mitchell couldn't care less about meeting them right now. He opens his door with his key and steps in. Seeing a simple room with a desk, a rolling chair, a small couch and a bed with simple white sheets and a pillow. "Peace" he said to himself as he dropped his backpack. Taking in a deep breath of freedom. He faintly heard a tapping noise behind him and he turned to look. Seeing something that absolutely shocked him to his core.

There in his doorway was a rather beautiful woman. Blond curly hair to her lower back. Green eyes that had a humorous gaze as she stared at him. Her lips curled into a smirk as she leaned against his doorframe. The tapping noise coming from her tapping on his door frame with red painted nails. And she was simply standing there in a red and black bra and panty set. One strap of the bra loosely hanging off her shoulder. Her slightly tanned skin is easily visible. The sight made the young, and understandably virgin man, hard in his cage and leaking softly.

"Heya roomie" she says softly with a slight giggle and the smirk still on her face.