Mike was on pins and needles all of Monday and Tuesday morning, utterly dreading what Tuesday would hold. On one hand, Mike felt relieved that he had gotten into Olivia’s good graces on Monday, but he knew it would only take one misstep to place himself in peril of being exposed again. He had to keep it up, and hope that she would leave him alone during class.
And speaking of class, he was dreading attending class while locked, but he knew he had no choice. Paying attention would be next to impossible – he considered himself fortunate that he had even been able to focus enough to study and do his homework assignment. Paying attention in class was probably out of the realm of possibility.
At least Christina, who he sat next to, was an equally diligent note taker. Maybe she could help him fill in what he would surely miss. That was the one upside to sitting next to her in his current state – if she found out about his undignified situation the humiliation would be too great to bear.
Much as Mike wished to the contrary, class, like all looming deadlines and dates, arrived. Mike shuffled in quietly, desperately hoping that the bulge of the cage wasn’t visible (he had worn sweatpants for that reason) and that the click of the lock wouldn’t be heard.
To his immense relief, neither Olivia or Anthony acknowledged him as he walked past the back row. He passed the third row without drawing any unwanted attention, and then scooted into the second row where his seat was. As self-conscious about the pink shirt as he was, he knew that no one other than Olivia had probably even noticed. It wasn’t like a pink shirt was unusual. Only Mike, Olivia, and possibly Anthony would get the inside joke at his expense. But that didn’t do anything to assuage his paranoia.
“Hey, you’re usually one of the first ones here.” Christina tried to strike up a conversation with Mike as he sat down as quietly as he could. To his dismay, he felt his cock stir slightly in its cage at the sight of her and the sound of her voice. It wasn’t uncomfortably tight yet, but was in imminent danger of being so.
“Sorry,” he said absent-mindedly.
“No need to apologize,” she giggled, not unkindly.
Now he was cramped in his cage uncomfortably. Dammit. He swore internally and tried to think neutral thoughts to quell it with little effect. He couldn’t help it – on day four of this chastity regimen Christina was more beautiful than ever, and her voice may as well have been honey. Especially after dealing with Olivia’s often derisive voice the past few days.
“Are you ok?” That honeyed voice brought him back to reality. He must have been visibly acting off.
“Oh…yeah, I’m fine.” Mike lied. “Just a little tired is all.”
To his relief, she didn’t push the issue further, and his dick finally began to settle again as class started. To his surprise and joy (likely everyone’s surprise and joy), the exam had been postponed until next Tuesday in light of the class’ poor performance on the previous quiz. Mike had done well, but he hadn’t been at the mercy of a nasty and abusive bitch then. He could absolutely benefit from this review.
And so Mike settled in, doing his best to focus as the professor, a stodgy middle-aged man, droned on and on about Escort Bayan various graphs, laws, theories, and other sheer drudgery pertaining to economics.
God what a bland, monotonous, and tedious subject economics was. Even a straight A student like Mike (who, like just about everyone else in the class, was taking it for one reason only – an economics class was required to graduate) struggled to pay attention to the professor’s lectures. In this one instance, Mike could emphasize with the likes of Olivia and Anthony in their utter apathy. But unlike those two, he still put forth the effort needed for an A.
“Hey Mike, are you getting any of this?” Christina’s whisper shook Mike out of an apparently deep state of thought, and he must have been visibly startled, judging by her reaction.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” She laughed, again not unkindly. Mike fought the urge to groan as his surging cock was again stymied by hard pink plastic. Fortunately, she didn’t seem to notice his discomfort. Maybe he was getting good at hiding it.
“Kind of.” He let her see his notes. Apparently, he had done a pretty good job. At least, they were up to Christina’s standards, and her standards were at least as high as Mike’s. This boosted his confidence more than a little, knowing that he still had it in him. In spite of everything, he could still graduate summa cum laude.
Everything was fine, and class wasn’t going nearly as badly as Mike had feared (although it was far from desirable), when his phone vibrated. His heart sank when his phone’s screen showed that Olivia had texted him.
After a couple of quick, subtle glances to ensure nobody would see his humiliating wallpaper, he unlocked his phone and opened up the text message.
‘Looks like Christina really wants to be on your dick. Too bad you can’t fuck her with that cage on. Still, better get her number. Maybe she’ll still be available, and not taken by some stud when I finally let you out.’
Before Mike could decide whether or not he should respond, a second text came through.
‘That’s an order by the way. Get her number Mikey.’
His cock was straining it’s cage to the point of tugging and aching now. The exact scenario Mike had desperately hoped to avoid. But how could he not be straining? He was locked in chastity while sitting next to his crush, who was as pretty and graceful as ever, while simultaneously being teased by Olivia, who, even though he hated her, was very pretty in addition to undeniably being an expert cocktease.
Mike gulped and quickly texted back that he would. Butterflies were in his stomach, but he knew failure was not an option. Still, asking someone out, or for their number, was easier to mentally rehearse than to actually do. It wasn’t until the end of class that Mike managed to make a move.
“When’s your next class?” Mike asked quietly, his cage tightening again as he asked. Christina seemed to perk up at the question.
“Not for two hours. Why?” Her lips seemed to briefly curl into a smile.
“Well, I was wondering if you, you know, wanted to, to get something to eat or something.” Just get the words out dammit.
“Sure.” She seemed happy that he had finally asked her. Had it seriously Bayan Escort been that easy the whole time? He could be with her, and not in this predicament, if he just moved a couple of weeks earlier. Then again, he knew deep down he wouldn’t have made a move without Olivia’s prodding. Maybe some good could come of this nightmare.
Just fifteen minutes later, class ended, and the two of them made their way across campus to the food court. He couldn’t help but marvel at how graceful her figure was, and how well her dark hair looked with her white sweater, although he did his best not to ogle. Mike’s cage was absolutely straining, but he was so excited that the interest was mutual that he didn’t care. Well, he cared a little – if she found out about the cage she would probably think he was a freak and his opportunity would be lost.
Mike offered to pay for both of them as they waited in line, but she calmly and politely declined. At least she wasn’t using him for a free lunch – that fear had entered the periphery of his mind.
Mike’s thoughts were a complex amalgamation of excitement and sadness as the two of them sat down. Excitement that his crush, the prettiest, smartest, and nicest woman he had yet met, was interested in him too. Sadness because he knew Olivia wasn’t going to release him anytime soon, and that his chances with Christina could very well be ruined by her. Sadness about what could have been – he could have been in a healthy relationship with her and free from Olivia’s vituperation and degradation. Sadness must have been more apparent than the excitement, at least to Christina, as she asked him if everything was ok.
“You don’t seem yourself.” There was genuine concern in her voice. He thought he had done a good job at hiding what a wreck he was. Apparently not.
“I’m ok,” Mike lied, “I’m just going through some personal stuff is all. Thanks though.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
He didn’t. And he couldn’t tell her the truth obviously. But he didn’t want to appear aloof, or seem like he was uninterested in her.
“I’ve been really busy and stressed out,” Mike went for the most cliche excuse of any college student, although it was partly true. He had been busy and stressed, just not for the reasons one would think. “The middle of the semester is always the busiest.”
“Oh I know it gets tough,” Christina said sympathetically with a knowing nod. “I know you’ll be fine though, you’re really smart.”
“T-thanks,” Mike hadn’t been expecting such a bold compliment. “So are you.” He hoped he wasn’t blushing. Christina smiled.
“If you ever need someone to talk to or vent to or anything like that…,” She trailed off and the two of them organically exchanged numbers. It really had been that smooth and easy. Mike hadn’t been expecting her to be so forward, and nearly averted eye contact with those beautiful blue eyes of hers. She was such a lovely person, and if he had made a move just a week earlier, and skipped that damn party, everything would be going great.
Christina smiled broadly and excitedly at her phone. “Great news!” She beamed. “My next class was canceled. I’m free for the rest of the day. How about you?”
“Economics is my only class today Escort – I’m free.”
There was an awkward pause for a few seconds, even though it was clear Christina had basically signaled she wanted to do something else with Mike. During this time, Mike’s cock, which had gotten soft during their more intimate conversation, again found life in the cage. She was just so lovely.
“Wanna take a walk? There’s an absolutely beautiful nature trail on the east side of the campus.” Christina offered.
“Sure.” Mike agreed a little too readily.
The trail, although small, truly was beautiful – even with the leaves gone from the trees. And Mike said so.
“Yeah,” Christina replied, “I love coming back here on busy days to clear my mind.” Every time they spoke, they had something else in common. Mike, too, often sought repose in nature, and mentioned a trail in his town.
“You’ll have to show me sometime.”
“Sure.” His confidence was growing. She really was into him. Something good was coming out of his situation. The only catch was the barrier to sex, but she didn’t seem terribly carnal. At least, she seemed like she’d be willing to wait a month or so. He would pull off the balancing act. He would keep Olivia satisfied and begin a relationship with Christina. Confidence building, he took her hand.
Christina, in turn, leaned up against his side, putting her head on his shoulder. The smell of her hair and the warmth of her body were almost intoxicating, but he kept it together – although he was almost certainly leaking in his cage by now.
Bolder than ever, her put an arm around her shoulder, no long caring about the tightness of the cage. Everything was going to be ok. She would be his rock through all this. His self-esteem would endure and rebuild.
The two of them walked in this way, slowly, for a couple of minutes before resting on a fence near the exit. She wrapped her arm around his back now as they looked into each other’s eyes. God, her dark hair and blue eyes were so enchanting. Without thinking or saying anything, the two of them leaned in and locked lips.
A sweet, tender and passionate kiss that sent euphoric waves of affection and pleasure through Mike, although he didn’t orgasm. Not even close, although the cage was the tightest it had ever been. Mike gently ran his hand through her hair, and she placed a hand on his cheek, gently massaging it with her hand. If a simple kiss felt this amazing, Mike couldn’t wait to experience more with her! She was the one, no doubt.
It felt as if time had stopped to Mike, but it was really just a few seconds before they broke of the kiss. Christina smiled warmly, and they leaned their foreheads against each other’s for a few seconds.
As warm as the embrace was, and as happy as they both were, all things come to an end. With their cars parked on opposite sides of campus, they bade each other goodbye after one last quick kiss, vowing to do something again soon.
Mike was in a state of euphoric bliss as he walked across campus, his heart leaping with victory. At least, until he got his phone out of his pocket and saw three missed calls and a text message from Olivia.
The calls had been an hour ago, and the text a half hour ago. His bliss was replaced with angst as his heart started hammering.
‘You better have a good fucking reason for not answering my calls or I’m sending those pictures out.’ The message read. With shaking hands, he called her. Just like that, a great day had been ruined.