Neighbors Ch. 17

It was similar to the device I was wearing. There was a ring that looked like it locked behind the testicles, and a tube that attached to enclose the penis. There were some differences, however. The most notable one was that the end of the penis tube was more open, and a curved steel bar was protruding from it, extending from the end of the penis tube maybe a couple of millimeters. The whole device was also noticeably smaller - the penis tube was maybe an inch and a quarter long, a bit shorter than the one I was currently encased in, and perhaps a narrower as well. There was an odd bulge on the top of the penis tube, and the testicle ring had some odd bumps on the bottom part as well. I could see where the ring and tube connected together, but there was no keyhole or anything that I could make out.

Erika let out a whistle.

"Wow. That's...really some piece of equipment."

I had to agree, momentarily forgetting that this equipment would soon be locked on MY equipment. Every surface was gleaming, and every part of the design practically screamed quality and attention to detail. I looked up to see Amber beaming happily.

"Oh - it's wonderful! I can't wait to see you in it!" She was practically hopping with excitement. I suppressed a groan.

Erika picked it up and gave it a professional look. She studied the length of the tube and flipped it over. I saw that the curious curved bar that protruded from the end of the penis tube attached to the underside of the cylinder. I also noticed with relief that there didn't appear to be any spikes at all in the tube - just a few tiny objects that looked like sensors around the inside perimeter. Erika pulled a set of calipers off of the table and made a measurement.

"Ok..." she said, looking thoughtfully at the reading. "The piercing needs to be made about point seven five inches back from the tip, and looks like a six gauge..." She reoriented the calipers and measured the thickness of the curved bit.

"Yep. Six gauge. I figured that was most likely, so we're all set!"

Suddenly something she just said hit me. I almost dropped the box I was clinging too.

"Piercing?"

I looked desperately at Amber. She was just smiling back at me.

"Yes. You're here to get a piercing so this new device will fit properly. I warned you that this one would be escape proof. Once it's through your piercing you cannot remove it."

I couldn't speak. I knew my mouth was still hanging open. A piercing? Obviously in my penis! I guess I knew these things existed but I never thought in a million years...

Erika cut into my thoughts. She was looking at Amber with a frown.

"You didn't tell him why he was here?"

Amber shook her head.

"I didn't want to ruin the surprise."

Erika started to shake her head.

"Listen...we only do piercings on people who consent. I know I told you on the phone we were a kink friendly business, and we are, but..."

Amber cut her off.

"It's fine, and of course I appreciate that. I never said he didn't consent, just that he is surprised. It's fine with you, right bank?"

I just stared at her. I couldn't get the image of a needle piercing through my penis out of my head. I couldn't even imagine how much that would hurt. Amber frowned and stepped close to me, pulling my head down until her mouth was right in my ear. She whispered softly.

"Remember your place, bank. We wouldn't be here if you hadn't tried to get out of your cage the other day, remember? We wouldn't be here if you hadn't tried to jerk off..." she hissed "...in the middle of the day like a pathetic teenager."

I felt myself blushing furiously. I looked over Amber's shoulder at Erika, who was watching us curiously. Amber continued her furious whispering.

"I took time off from work to be here and I was really looking forward to seeing you in the new cage. And I can tell you for a fact that if you do not agree to get the new cage installed, you are NEVER going to get out of your current...situation."

She paused a second to collect herself and stood back, placing her hand on my shoulder.

"Now...you're embarrassing me. Tell Erika that of course you consent and that you'd love to get a Prince Albert piercing."

I had learned not to make Amber angry. I couldn't even begin to guess what she'd do if I refused. I turned to Erika.

"I'm sorry. Of course I'm fine with it" I lied. "I'm really sorry for the confusion. Please allow me to get the...Prince Albert...piercing."

Erika nodded, and Amber grinned at me, patting me on the cheek.

"Good bank" she whispered, and I felt myself glow at her praise.

Erika motioned towards my clothes.

"Ok. Go ahead and lower your pants and underwear and hop up on the table, please."

Gwen chose that moment to pop through the door. I groaned.

"Locked up the front, Erika. I'm good to help out now as needed. Oh cool! Is that the chastity thing?"

Erika nodded. Gwen walked over, peering at the device in her boss's hands.

"Can I..." Gwen looked around the room, hesitant. "...Can I hold it?"

Erika shrugged.

"Sure - fine with me. I have to get some things ready anyways."

Erika gave the cage to Gwen, who turned it over in her hands. She frowned and I could practically see her trying to figure out how it worked. She stuck her finger down inside the tube - or at least the half of her index finger that fit in the short cylinder.

"Wait...is this where your...where your dick goes?"

Erika glanced up from her work at the table.

"Yep, that's right."

Gwen's mouth dropped open.

"But...it's so small!"

Amber tried to conceal a sudden bout of laughter behind her hand, faking a cough. I felt my blush deepen.

Erika looked up.

"Gwen! Let's try to keep a professional demeanor here" she reprimanded her employee, but I thought I detected her mouth moving strangely as if she were also holding back a smile.

"I'm sorry" Gwen said, looking at me. Then her gaze drifted down to my pants. "But seriously...shit dude..."

Erika apologized to me.

"I'm sorry about that Chris. She's new. She doesn't mean anything by it..."

Amber cut in.

"No, it's ok. Bank is well aware of his deficiencies."

I stared down at the floor. I wanted desperately to just run out of this room.

"Isn't that right, bank?"

"Yes miss" I said. If she was going to call me bank I knew she would want me to use her title as well.

"He's well aware, but it's helpful for him to be reminded from time to time why he deserves to be in a cage. Right?"

I nodded. Sheer embarrassment had caused a lump in my throat and I wasn't sure I could even talk.

Gwen was looking between Amber and I with an amazed look on her face.

"Damn...." she breathed.

Erika patted the table next to her.

"Ok - pants off and hop up on the table please, Chris. I'm all set."

Just when I thought I couldn't get any more humiliated, I thought. I glanced one last time at Amber, hoping against hope she would change her mind at the last second and we could leave. She was watching me with one eyebrow raised. A warning sign, I thought. I sighed and unbuttoned my slacks, pulling them down to my ankles.

I hesitated for just a second before hiking my thumbs under the waistband of my underwear and sliding them down as well. My hands subconsciously instantly covered my crotch but it was impossible to hide the steel device locked to my penis.

Gwen's mouth hung open again.

"Wait! You're wearing one already!" She immediately bent over to take a closer look.

Erika raised an eyebrow.

"It's alright" Amber said, holding up a key. Where did she pull that from? I stared at the key intently. It seemed impossible to take my eyes off of it. Such a tiny little thing, but with so much significance - literally the key to my sex.

Erika patted the table again.

"Come on - hop up. We can take your current cage off you and get you marked for the piercing."

I shuffled awkward to the table, still covering myself as best I could, taking tiny steps because of my pants and underwear around my ankles. Erika indicated the corner of the table, and I got up. The fake leather surface felt cold against my naked butt. My legs were now hanging off the table, on either side of the corner where my caged penis rested, completely exposed.

Amber walked up to me slowly, enjoying how my gaze fixated on the key. She held it in front of my face and moved it side to side, watching my eyes follow it.

"Hands behind your back, bank" She said softly. Mesmerized by the tiny piece of metal, I complied.

"Remember my rule about being unlocked."

I nodded, still unable to tear my eyes off the key.

"What is your rule about being unlocked?" Gwen asked loudly. I suddenly noticed her standing behind Amber. She was staring at my cage in fascination.

"He isn't allowed to get hard" Amber said, matter-of-factly.

Gwen nodded, as if that made perfect sense. She looked up at Amber.

"Uh...do you mind...I mean..." She blushed a bit. I noticed she looked very pretty when she blushed. She screwed up the courage to continue. "...I mean...could I unlock him?"

Amber laughed and handed her the key.

"Be my guest. I don't want to risk touching him if I don't have to."

I shuddered. I was practically shaking from embarrassment yet somehow Amber knew how to push me even further.

Gwen bent over to get a closer look at the cage. She reached out and placed her fingers gingerly around the metal tube that encased my penis. I gave an inadvertent groan as she gave it an experimental tug.

"I don't understand...why can't he just slip out the back of this tube?" She was turning the cage gently side to side, understanding how it worked.

"Well, technically he might be able to" Amber said. "I caught him trying to do just that a few days ago. But there are some spikes on the inside of the tube that face towards this end" she gave the bottom end of the tube a tap making me shudder again "that make trying to pull out difficult and I'm sure pretty painful."

Gwen nodded.

"That makes sense."

I personally wasn't sure that it made sense at all. And I was amazed how quickly Gwen had transitioned from being almost shocked at the cage to accepting it and understanding how it worked.

"Which is why" Amber continued "We're getting him pierced. See, this bit here..." She took the new cage from Erika's hands "This curved bar goes through his PA piercing and out the end of his urethra. Once it's on there it's absolutely impossible for him to pull out."

This was news to me. I didn't know exactly how this was going to work - just that I was getting some sort of piercing called a Prince Albert. Oh - PA. That made sense now.

Erika cut in.

"I do maybe two or three PA piercings a month - they're pretty common. You'll do them too I'm sure, Gwen. And once in a while they let me know it's for a chastity cage. I like to know because I usually make the piercing a bit further back, but that depends on the style of cage. It's great having the new one in hand so I know exactly." She frowned. "But you know, normally I install a ring in a PA piercing. It needs to fully heal before they can use it with a chastity device."

Amber nodded.

"Yes - I talked to Dr. Latham about this. Technically you're right, but this cage is custom sized. It's tight, and he won't have any room to move around in there. So it's actually quite ideal. He should be able to heal normally with it locked on.

Erika shook her head.

"No, I don't think so, because whatever jewelry we install needs to stay in place for a minimum of six months for the piercing to heal. That means if we do what you want he won't be able to take the cage off for at least six months."

These three women were talking about my cock and the chastity cage as if I wasn't even in the room. At the last sentence I suddenly caught my breath. Amber was watching me, waiting for my reaction.

"That won't be a problem" she said, grinning.

My face fell and I felt my shoulders slump. All the air seemed to rush out of my body. Six months...half a year. At least. Guaranteed time in the chastity cage. Amber teased me about keeping me in for a long time or even hinted at permanently, but this was so...final.

"Jesus..."Gwen breathed. She still had her fingers lightly touching my cage, but was looking up at Amber now with naked admiration on her face. Even Erika let out a whistle and shook her head.

Gwen returned her attention to my cage, giving it a firmer tug. I let out a sharp gasp as the ring behind my balls pulled them away from my body momentarily.

"You didn't say what happens if he gets...wood...when we take off the cage" Gwen observed.

Amber shook her head.

"Well, I'd be disappointed that he disobeyed me, and I'd have to correct him later. But I also would feel sorry that you ladies would be subjected to seeing that." She gave a dry chuckle. "I don't know...maybe he'd have to pay each of you a giant tip to make up for such a crude display."

Gwen looked up at Amber and back at Erika.

"Um...define 'giant'"

Amber looked at me, a sly grin on her face.

"I don't know, bank. What do you think would be fair?"

I thought quickly. None of this was fair. Absolutely none of it. I thought back to our conversation on Amber's couch. It seemed like so long ago but it was only a couple weeks. I had confessed that it turned me on incredibly when she was unfair to me, and practically begged her to do it.

"Um...I don't know. Maybe a hundred?"

Gwen's eyes lit up. I figured it was probably what she made in two days working. Amber frowned and shook her head.

"I mean..."

Amber held up five fingers.

Oh god. Why and how does this keep happening to me? The spikes, biting into me from Gwen's handling of the chastity tube, suddenly impaled my penis as it surged.

"I mean five hundred dollars." I gasped, wincing in sudden pain.

Erika coughed. Gwen's eyes went as round as saucers.

"EACH?" She practically shouted.

"Uh huh" Amber said, winking at me.

Gwen practically shoved the key in the lock, suddenly eager to get the cage off me.

"You're fucked, Chris" She laughed, as the key turned and for the first time in three weeks I felt the penis tube separate from the ball ring. I gasped in simple pleasure as she slowly pulled the penis tube down. I felt the spikes dig in and resist the motion and gritted my teeth, trying to focus on the pleasurable feeling of my penis being free of it's confines.

"Just no touching" Amber said, resting a hand on Gwen's small shoulder. "He's been locked up for a few weeks now, and there's no telling what will get him off at this point."

Gwen nodded, still concentrating on sliding the tube off. Finally the last few spikes dug in on my head and bit hard before releasing, causing me to exhale in sudden pain. But suddenly my penis was free. I couldn't even begin to describe how incredible it felt after weeks in confinement. I looked down, seeing my limp shaft for the first time in weeks. It somehow looked smaller than I remembered, and a fresh wave of embarrassment hit me.

Gwen was studying the ring behind my testicles, carefully not touching me.

"It's hinged" Amber said, helpfully.

"Ahh..." Gwen said, finding the seam at the top of the ring and the hinge at the bottom.

"Careful..." she said to herself as she gingerly got the top of the ring in her fingertips and popped it open. It slid off of my body and fell to the floor below with a slight tinkle sound.

I was completely free. Four sets of eyes were locked onto my soft penis. I noticed that there were small indents all over it - the result of the spikes. Some of the spots were an angry red. I could tell the skin was a bit irritated.

Gwen popped down on her knees in front of me, her short bright orange hair filling my vision. I took a deep breath and tried not to think of how close she was to my dick. I'd have to stay relaxed if I was going to have a shot at keeping a thousand dollars.

"All we need to do is wait for the poor little guy to wake up...I'm sure it won't take long" She said, placing her elbows casually on my thighs.

Amber glanced at her phone.

"Well, I DO have to get back to work, and I don't want to make this too unfair for bank." I shot her a grateful look. "So why don't we say you ladies have five minutes, then we need to get him pierced and relocked all safe and sound?"

Five minutes? I took another deep breath. I really didn't think that I could hold out that long.

Gwen nodded, and made eye contact with me. She licked her lips suggestively.

"I don't think I'll need more than thirty seconds..." She said, grinning wickedly.

She brought her middle finger to her wet lips.

"Watch me, Chris..."

She slowly sucked on the tip of her finger, then ran it around her lips, moaning softly.

"This is your little cock, Chris. I like playing with it like this."

She sucked on it again, taking more of it into her mouth. She pulled it out with a slurping sound. Fuck fuck fuck. I tried to think of my taxes. Would the deductions I used last year still be valid? Maybe not, because...

Gwen glanced down.

"Come on, little guy, you can do it. Get hard for me..." She let out a little moan as she sucked on her finger again.

Fuck fuck fuck. I felt it twitch.

"That's it! Come on...I know you can get hard for me! Won't it feel great to stretch out and feel one more hard on before you get locked up again for half a year?"

Amber let out a short laugh. I felt my cock bounce slightly. What the fuck - was I turned on by that prospect?

"At least six months" Erika corrected, standing directly behind her kneeling employee.

She was also watching my penis intently. She noticed it twitch when Gwen mentioned the long lockup.

"Could easily be much longer."

I groaned. I could feel the inevitable happening. Blood was starting to rush to my cock. I thought about baseball and the lineup of the Mets next season.

Erika continued.

"I've seen PA piercings take nine months. A year sometimes."

Fuck fuck fuck. Why was THIS what was turning me on? Gwen was basically giving me a blowjob, or at least one to her finger right in front of me, but Erika talking about me being locked was making me stiffen inexorably.

I started reciting the alphabet backwards under my breath. Gwen heard me and started laughing at my predicament.

"Wow - I thought I'd have to break down and show you my tits or something. But you're almost there, aren't you?"

She touched her thumb and middle finger together, forming a circle, and carefully ran it down the length of my cock, avoiding touching me at all. I felt myself pulse again. She laughed with delight.

"I've never been with a guy that I could do this too! And you're not even touching!" She mimed stroking me.

"Four and a half minutes left" Amber said.

Fuck fuck fuck. I knew I was lost. I desperately tried to think about work. About my office. My computer. Sam Holbrook in my office with her breasts heaving....

"I think that does it" Erika said, triumphantly.

Opening my eyes, I glanced down. I was at full attention, bobbing slightly up and down with my pulse. I groaned.

Gwen popped back up to her feet, smiling mischievously.

"That was actually pretty fun" She declared. "Poor guy was doomed from the start, of course."

Erika nodded.

"I can see why you asked about us being kink friendly" she said to Amber. "I agree - that was a pretty enjoyable way to make five hundred bucks. I'll be right back."

She walked out of the tiny room - I could hear the heels of her sandals slap on the floor outside.

Amber rested her hand on my shoulder.

"I told you specifically I didn't want you getting hard, bank. I'm disappointed."

I looked up at her apologetically.

"I'm sorry..." I started, before she cut me off again with her raised eyebrow.

"Oh you will be" she said. I felt a shiver run through me.