Neighbors Ch. 19

Sarah was staring down at my crotch. I felt myself start to blush.

"Well, let's see it - whip it out" She said, taking a seat on a nearby weight bench and crossing her legs in front of her. She gestured with her Starbucks cup for me to lower my pants.

I looked over my shoulder worriedly. We were in the main room of the small gym, standing basically in the entry way. The glass doors were just a few feet behind me, and the parking lot and street beyond that. I usually was made to strip in the small curtained room with the scale. Even though she had seen me naked and even made me work out nude while taking photos, I still wasn't used to being so exposed. At the same time, I had learned his lesson from my experience at Sarah's house and wasn't about to repeat that mistake. I kicked off my shoes and socks, pulled my shirt over my head, and gingerly pulled down my shorts and underwear, stepping out of them. I made myself stand with my hands at my sides.

Sarah leaned forward.

"Come closer - I can't really see it well."

I took a few steps until I was arm's reach away from her. She bit her bottom lip in concentration as she studied it.

"Hm. What's this rod thing sticking out of the end?" She asked, tapping the end of the cage with her fingernail. Chris hissed in discomfort - the sensation was transferred through the piercing and tingled unpleasantly. "Is that the piercing thing?"

I nodded.

"That's a part that...it goes through my penis. There's a piercing, on the underside, and that curved part goes through the piercing and...uh...out through my urethra.

Sarah's eyes widened.

"That's...that's incredible. So you're basically impaled on this thing?"

I nodded again.

"Wow. Amber said it would be more secure. I had no idea this was even possible."

I took a sharp breath as she held the cage and moved it to the side a little.

"The rest looks about the same. Oh my god - is it even shorter? It looks even shorter somehow."

"Yes mistress. Miss Amber ordered me a smaller one" I said, looking down at the floor.

Sarah laughed.

"Jesus. I wouldn't have thought that was even possible."

Her eyes narrowed.

"Hey, where's the lock? I don't see a keyhole anywhere."

"No mistress. There isn't a lock. I think it is controlled by Miss Amber's phone. She used some app and it clicked shut and seemed to pair somehow. I guess via bluetooth."

Sarah nodded.

"Ingenious. What are these little bumps here?" She ran her fingertip along the bottom of the ring that fit behind his testicles.

"Um, I don't know mistress. Amber hasn't really told me much about this. There's also a tiny port thing on the side of the cage." I pointed it out to her. "I didn't notice it until the first day in the shower, but it doesn't seem to be affected by water."

"Incredible." Sarah shook her head. "I'm going to need to do research on this, since I'm in the business now I suppose. I wonder..."

She released the cage and tapped her chin thoughtfully.

"I wonder if I could charge extra for clients that choose to be locked in a high security cage like this...I'm sure there are some people out there that would be into that..." She trailed off, lost in thought. Suddenly she noticed a mark on the side of his hip - a cane strike that had landed slightly off target.

"Oh my god! I completely forgot! You had your appointment with Ms. Sutton!" She eagerly grabbed my hips and spun me around.

"Oh fuck..." she breathed. "Chris! It looks even worse than last week!" She gently touched one of the black bruises, causing me to wince.

"Did she sign your paper at least?"

"Yes" I said, between clenched teeth. Sarah turned me around again so I was facing her.

"I'd say you learned not to disappoint us, wouldn't you?"

"Yes mistress" I said earnestly.

"Did she make you...you know, stand up on your toes again while she..." Sarah mimed swinging a cane through the air.

"Yes mistress" I said again, sadly.

Sarah looked up at him pityingly.

"Well, look. It's leg day again today..."

I groaned. This was one of the main reasons I received so many strikes last night. I had utterly failed at leg day last week because of my exhausted muscles from my previous appointment with Ms. Sutton. I could see I was stuck in some sort of crazy feedback loop, where Ms. Sutton punished him for failing to please Sarah, and Sarah was upset because of how much Ms. Sutton punished me.

"But I'm in a good mood" Sarah smiled. I found himself smiling back, her chipper attitude infectious even if she was discussing something so potentially serious.

"Tell you what. I'll change up the schedule a bit and work your upper body if you let me take some more workout pictures today. Oh, and maybe record a short testimonial for my website. Business is booming but could always be better! I've decided to take Amber's advice and raise my rates for all new clients."

I considered. I knew from the state of my muscles that leg day would be just as bad as last week, with disastrous consequences next time I met with Ms. Sutton. It was humiliating and embarrassing lifting weights nude with Sarah taking photos for her website, but I'd rather deal with that than potentially dozens more stripes from Ms. Sutton's cane.

"Yes, please. Thank you mistress. That's very nice of you."

Sarah waved her hand magnanimously.

"That's just the kind of girl I am. Now let's get you on the scale and get started."

Sarah was true to her word. As I sweated and groaned through my upper body workout, she stood back whenever it was safe to do so and snapped photos with her phone. I tried to ignore how her shorts exposed some of her firm ass whenever she turned and bent down for a towel or a free weight.

She seemed to be keeping a close watch on the time. As I moved to the final exercise - bench press - she stepped to the side to get a quick look at herself in the mirror. She pulled her hair into a tight pony tail and adjusted her tank top slightly. She reached down between her breasts and pulled out a simple silver necklace, resting it on the outside of her top.

"How do I look, Chris?"

"Amazing, mistress" I huffed, being completely honest. She smiled at the compliment.

"That's good. I have to admit, I'm actually slightly nervous. I haven't done this..."

At that second, I heard the door to the gym open. I froze, utterly in panic. I was stretched on my back on a weight bench. My legs were spread open with my feet on either side of the bench, chastity cage completely on display.

"Hello?" I heard a female voice call from the entrance. A second later someone vaguely familiar popped into the room. Lexie! It was the woman I had seen on Sarah's computer when I was on my knees in her house - the woman who had approached Sarah about being her "chastity trainer". She was as cute as I remembered - pretty face, long dark brown hair. She was wearing rather baggy clothes, just as she had been wearing when I saw her on Sarah's computer, that helped to hide the fact that she was carrying some extra weight. I supposed she was fairly chubby under those sweats.

Her eyes widened in surprise as she stepped in the main room of the gym, taking in my naked body. She licked her lips slightly and took another couple steps into the gym, moving to the side where she had a better view of my cage. I blushed furiously and stuck my hands down, covering my crotch. Lexie frowned slightly.

"You're...client X" she said, again identifying me from the website.

"Yes..." I answered, feeling about as awkward as it was possible to feel. "Uh...Lexie, right? Nice to meet you."

Lexie seemed to hesitate for a second, then surprised me as she took a couple of swift steps toward me, hand extended. Reflexively, I took her hand and shook it, still lying flat on my back. Her eyes flicked down to my now exposed chastity cage and a small smile played out on her red full lips. Cursing internally, I swiftly pulled my hand out of hers and tried to cover myself. She seemed to notice Sarah standing by the wall for the first time.

"Oh! uh...mistress...Sarah." She seemed unsure of how to address her, despite their earlier skype conversation.

I watched in admiration as Sarah smoothly took control.

"Yes, Lexie. You may call me mistress Sarah, or just mistress." She smoothly crossed the room with the grace of a trained athlete. She looked every bit the part of a sexy physical trainer - her impeccable high ponytail, tight spandex shorts, and tight thin shirt clearly showing the outline of her nipples. Her silver necklace drew even more attention to her breasts. She extended her hand, and Lexie stepped forward to take it.

"Very nice to meet you in person. I apologize for Chris's...nakedness."

Lexie glanced down, taking in my nude sweaty body again.

"Uh...no, I mean...it's fine" she said, her eyes lingering on my crotch.

"But, I mean....I don't need to exercise...nude, do I?" She asked, a worried expression on her face.

Sarah laughed, reaching out and touching her arm.

"Oh god no. Just Chris here. And only once in a while. And if it bothers you please let me know and I can make sure he covers up before you get here."

Lexie glanced down yet again.

"Uh yeah...I mean, no...it's fine. I mean it won't bother me at all."

I felt even more awkward as the women had their conversation standing over my naked body.

"Ok. Glad to hear" Sarah said, nodding. She looked down at Lexie's waist. "Are you wearing your chastity belt?"

Lexie blushed a deep crimson color. It looked quite pretty on her, I thought.

"Yes" she whispered, glancing again down at me.

"Good" Sarah said. "And the key?"

Lexie looked at the floor for a second before meeting Sarah's intense gaze.

"Uh..." She reached into her sweat pants pocket and shyly pulled out a small but oddly shaped key.

Sarah smiled.

"Excellent. May I?"

I watched in fascination as Lexis slowly reached out with the key and placed it in Sarah's upturned hand. I realized I was watching the exact moment Lexie officially gave up control of her sex to Sarah.

Sarah took the key with a smile, and promptly threaded her necklace through it, clasping it again behind her neck when she was done. Lexie's chastity belt key now hang between her small breasts.

"Thank you Lexie. I think we're going to do very good work together. You're just a few minutes early, but that's no problem at all. Why don't you go in the changing room over there" she pointed to the curtain partitioning the small room "and take off your clothes. I'll finish up with Chris and be right with you."

"Um. Ok" Lexie said, clearly uncertain.

"It's ok" Sarah said earnestly, looking into her eyes. "Remember, I'm a licensed physical trainer. I do this for a living. I just need to do a quick physical evaluation. And, of course" her lips twitched into a small smile "I need to ensure your chastity belt is functioning and is properly secure. And won't interfere with our training program."

Lexie nodded slowly.

"Yes, mistress Sarah. Ok...I'll wait for you in the changing room."

With a last look at my naked body, she turned and disappeared behind the curtain.

Sarah turned her attention back to me.

"Alright, my little exhibitionist. Let's get this last set of benches done and get you on your way."