“You’re going to wear this chastity device, it will prevent you from achieving erections during your time here at the Redifer facility. Get used to it.” Chun said, grabbing my balls and putting a ring of some kind around them.
I looked down and her low cut top was giving my a perfect view of her cleavage, with her also handling my dick, I couldn’t hold back, in no time at all my dick sprung into life. Chun sighed again, even louder this time and I knew something bad was coming. She got back up and gave me a disdainful look before going over to a small freezer next to her desk and pulling out an ice pack, again, I could see what was going to happen a mile off, but it didn’t prepare me for the shock of it being pushed into my groin. I yelped and tried to back away but the two guards held me in place as my dick shrank back down in no time, giving Chun enough time to finish attaching the device. A click of the lock on it brought smiles to the two guards faces.
I looked down at the shiny black device that now covered my cock, I could feel how tight it was, there was no room for growth.
“What the fuck?! Why do I have to wear this?!” I yelled.
Chun stood up in front of me, looking down with disgust as she attached a black key to her multicoloured key-chain necklace. They jangled as she moved.
“It’s part of your recovery process, we can’t have you exerting your male sex whilst you’re here with us.” she explained, the hint of a smile forming on the corner of her lip.
“Exerting myself?” I was confused.
“Now listen up, if you find your way out of this device, the punishment will be extreme, tampering with it will not be tolerated and you will report to the milking room every two weeks. Understand?” she barked.
I nodded, though remembering the sounds I heard coming from the milking room sent shivers down my spine.
The two guards pulled my trousers back up and I was guided through the cell block to my cell. Unlike what I was expecting, each cell was a solid concrete room with a bed and restraints on the wall. It looked like someone had modernised a medieval dungeon for convenience. They undid my handcuffs and pushed me into the cell, closing the door. I immediately pulled my trousers down to examine the device. It was solid and felt tailor made to make it impossible to slip out of, it wasn’t coming off without me losing something essential, if I pulled on it, my balls got pulled too. I couldn’t touch my dick whatsoever thanks to the hard plastic sheath. I didn’t want to play with it, I don’t want to get punished on my first day, I just wanted to tolerate this place until I could leave.
I tucked it back into my boxers and sat in my cell, what kind of bullshit was this? Fuck me, I wish I’d known about this insanity before I got assigned here, not that I could have done anything, she was determined to get me in here.
I sat down on the bunk and stared around the place, the whole cell was featureless, everything was a dull white or grey, the door was a dark green and had a little window with bars on it so I could see out into the corridor. I got up and walked over to the door and stared outside, to be greeted by the face of someone in the opposite cell doing the same.
“New here buddy?” said the gruff looking man in the opposite cell.
“Yeah, what the fuck is up with this place?” I said quietly, not wanted to get attention on my first day from the guards.
“It’s not that bad, once you fall in, you won’t want to leave.” he said with a grin.
“What do you mean? This place seems like some kind of nut house!” I said, straining the volume of a whisper.
“Watch. Guard!” he yelled.
I backed away from the door and watched as a strong-looking girl with dark brown hair and powerful thighs came over to his cell and looked through the bars at him, tapping her finger against her thigh expectantly.
“What is it inmate?” she sighed, impatiently.
“I need to be punished, miss.” he said, in a faux-innocent way.
“Oh, do you now? Get to the back of the cell, hands above your head.” the guard said, lifting her baton and unlocking the door.
As the door closed behind her I couldn’t see what was happening in the cell, all I could hear was muffled moaning echoing through the corridor. The male grunting got louder and louder until it suddenly stopped, there was a brief pause and then the door opened, I ducked out of sight as I heard the sound of the boots walking down the corridor. Whatever happened sounded sexual, but I couldn’t tell what she did to him.
“Yo, man? What the fuck was that.” I whispered across the corridor.
There was the sound of panting before he rose up to the bars again, he smiled a dopey smile.
“Oh.. yeah… that was great, they train them good here, she’s a goddess that one. A goddess. You treat the guards right and they’ll treat you right.” he uttered, breathlessly.
“What the hell?” I asked again.
“Ask one, you’ll see.” he said, his face sliding out of view.
I wasn’t getting anything else out of him. I sat on my bunk and instinctually rubbed my hands over the device I was trapped in. It constantly reminded me I was wearing it and hearing those moans caused things to stir below, but the confining nature of the device stopped anything from growing. It was kind of painful and awkward, I writhed about and lay down on the bunk. Trying to take my mind off things. This was so fucked up, how is this a correctional facility, what the fuck is going on here?
I stared off into space for a while daydreaming, I thought about Susan Redifers house, I wondered what was in her safe, I knew it didn’t really matter to me, but I wanted to know what a woman like her would have in there? My mind drifted to her almost transparent nightie, her perky breasts and hard nipples sticking out of it in the cold, the fluffy seams of the nightie covering her front… Ouch. The cage struck back again, maybe it was because the damn thing being wrapped around my cock, but somehow I couldn’t stop thinking about sex, and the more I thought about it the worse the pain got. I was supposed to wear this for 3 whole months? I’d barely gone 30 minutes and I wanted it off! I tugged down my pants until it was in view, black and glossy, locked tight to me like it was made to fit especially. I was so hard, it felt like I was about to burst out of it, but it was made of tougher stuff than I was. I put it away again and stared at the wall, the only way I was getting out of this pain was to stop thinking about stuff that turned me on.
My train of thought was interrupted as the sound of a baton hit the bars on my door.
“Lunch.” came a female voice from behind the door.
The sound of the doors opening echoed through the corridor and we were herded out down to a series of small rooms, we were all separated into groups and pushed into one of them, the other prisoners seemed really eager for food, but I couldn’t see what was going on, since I was stuck at the back of the group. We were split again into two groups and I could finally see ahead to what we were looking at. There was two guards, both wearing white outfits; white t shirts and white shorts, they smiled seductively. Then I saw it, between their legs was a dildo with a hole in the end. I didn’t like where this was going.