I joined Helen on the porch.
“Here it is” I said, handing over the black velvet bag. She took it and peered inside. Helen reached in and pulled out three objects. The ring, the short tube, and a key.
“Ok…” She said, turning these objects over in her hand.
“I think I get it – this ring goes behind the balls…but how does it fit?”
I reached over and touched the bottom of the ring.
“It’s hinged here – it opens up so it can fit behind the, uh…balls.”
She nodded.
“I see. And then the tube part fastens here…” She held up the tube to look inside.
“Hey, what’s on the inside?”
I had completely forgotten that part.
“Oh boy. I sort of forgot that. Those are, uh….little spikes.”
She shot me a questioning look.
“Spikes?”
“Yeah. Uh…how do I explain this. When the guy…well, Rick. When Rick tries to get hard, the spikes sort of…bite into his cock. They hurt.”
Helen’s mouth dropped open.
“Seriously?”
I nodded.
“Fuck…that’s unbelievable.” She stared at the tube for a second, processing this.
“Does…did Amber like that?”
I nodded slowly.
“Yeah, I think she did.”
“Why?”
I thought for a second.
“I guess…she liked that I was sort of…punished…if I had dirty thoughts. Or when she teased me. Sort of a mindfuck, I guess.”
Helen frowned.
“Hm. So the cage sort of controls your body, and the spikes control your thoughts?”
I felt my eyebrows rise in surprise. That was a very succinct way of putting it.
“Yeah…exactly.”
“But…” She struggled with this idea for a second. “But you said the longer you’re locked the hornier you get. So that means…the spikes will start to hurt more and more.”
I nodded.
“That’s right.”
Helen shook her head and laughed.
“That really IS unfair, isn’t it? So you were locked in this, and Amber slept with other guys, and every naughty thought you had caused you to suffer?”
I looked down.
“Yes.”
Helen test fit the cage and ring together. They slid together with a “click” that I remembered quite well. She then used the key to unlock them and pulled them apart.
“So how long can a guy…stay in this? How often were you let out?”
I shrugged.
“I haven’t been let out yet…except to have this new cage put on.”
Helen stared at me.
“Wait…you haven’t…you know…” She made a jerk off gesture with her hand “since you first put this on?”
“No.” I said glumly, still staring at the floor.
“And…well, it’s going to be at least six months before I get unlocked.”
Helen’s mouth dropped open, for the second time in a minute.
“Fuck….why do I think that’s kind of hot?”
I shook my head.
“Oh man. Rick is going to go nuts. I’m convinced he jerks off every day.”
I couldn’t help a small moan, imagining having that freedom.
Helen grinned at me.
“Sorry – that was cruel.”
I shrugged.
Helen popped the chastity device back in the velvet bag, and turned to face me.
“This has been a really…interesting…morning, Chris. I think Rick and I are going to have a very deep talk tonight.”
She hesitated for a second, then leaned forward and gave me a hug.
“And I’m glad you and Amber are good and that she’s not cheating on you. Or rather, I guess she is, but you’re ok with it” She chuckled in my ear.
Pulling back from me, she seemed to think of something.
“Oh! Give me your phone number, in case I have any questions or anything.”
She pulled out her phone, and after a second handed it to me to type in my number.
“I got to get going – kids will be home from school before too long. Thanks again for the chastity thing. I think I’m going to have lots of fun with it!”
She turned and walked down the driveway to the street. Something nagged at me. Then I remembered.
“Oh, Helen?” I called, giving her a quick wave.
She turned.
“Um…did you…do you have a photo of me? From the other night? When I was…” I glanced up and down the street and lowered my voice “naked?”
“Photo? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She turned and walked down the street, but not before I swear she gave me a sly wink.
Sighing, I returned to my list of chores.