Chapter One of Four Friends

Steve was on the bicep curl machine when another man passed by. Steve looked up and caught sight of a “necklace” around his neck. But it wasn’t jewelry; it was an actual chain, like one you’d pick up at a hardware store, complete with a tiny padlock. This really grabbed Steve’s attention.

“Hi,” he said. “I’ll be done with this machine in just a minute if you want to use it. I’m Steve, by the way.”

The other man was named Alan. When Steve finished his set, he remarked that he didn’t recognize Alan from around the gym. Alan explained that while he was a regular, he and his wife usually worked out at a different time of day. Today they had shifted their schedule to come before work.

Steve casually brought up the chain, noting it looked like an unusual necklace. Alan seemed slightly uneasy as he admitted it was. Steve knew asking might be considered rude but felt compelled to know: “Who has the key?”

Before Alan could answer, a woman approached and wrapped her arm possessively around his waist. It was Susan, his supervisor at work!

Susan was a fit woman with lovely curves, looking to be in her late thirties. At the office she was polite and efficient. Steve enjoyed working with her but had never shared a personal chat with her before. Seeing her now in gym attire, he thought she looked even better than usual. He felt himself getting hard, though it wouldn’t show because, as always, he was locked into his chastity cage. Then he noticed Susan wearing a delicate gold chain with a key dangling from it. He stared. It wasn’t intentional, but he couldn’t help staring at that key hanging between her breasts.

Susan caught his gaze and felt a bit awkward. “Uh, Steve, you’re staring,” she said.

“You know each other?” Alan asked.

“We’re co-workers,” Susan replied.

“I’m sorry, Susan,” Steve said. “It’s just that… uh, I couldn’t help but notice the key you are wearing. It looks similar to one my wife has.”

Her eyes sparkled. “Really?”

Steve looked down, embarrassed. This was happening too fast. “No, actually, I’m sure I’m mistaken.”

Susan reached over and grabbed his arm. She was strong! “Steve, tell me about your wife’s key,” she said, looking into his eyes.

Steve surrendered. He explained that his wife’s key opened the lock on his chastity cage and that he was wearing one right now. She smiled broadly as her hand casually brushed against his crotch to confirm what he had said.

“I’d like to meet your wife,” Susan said. “What’s her name?”

Steve had introduced chastity to their marriage three years ago. His wife, Marie, hadn’t been keen on it at first but over several months came to appreciate how such a simple device improved their relationship. Now she was enthusiastic about his being caged and enjoyed discussing the characteristics of different devices with him. They owned six models, and Marie liked picking different ones for Steve to wear. It was a secret, of course, but Steve sometimes wondered what it would be like to share that secret with someone else.

That evening, Marie was horrified when Steve told her what had happened at the gym. “No,” she said, “I’m not going to meet her. She and I don’t have anything to talk about.”

Steve replied, “Honey, do you remember how opposed you were to chastity at first? And how you’ve changed your mind? I think this is a similar situation.”

Marie hesitated. “OK, you can invite them over for drinks.”

Next Saturday afternoon, Alan and Susan rang the bell. They chatted over wine and cheese until Marie asked to speak with Susan in the kitchen. Once the door was closed, Marie explained that Steve had told her about their encounter at the gym and that her private life with Steve was…private.

Susan smiled and agreed that wasn’t a problem, but she would like to talk about her own life with Alan, if that was OK. And she wanted that conversation to take place with both men present, if possible. Marie took a deep breath and said yes.

Back in the living room, Alan and Steve were discussing the football season when Susan and Marie returned. Susan announced they would now talk about themselves, leaving Steve and Marie mostly to listen. Alan’s demeanor changed as he agreed; he seemed almost obedient.

“We’ve been married for ten years,” Susan said. “It was always important to me to be in charge, and Alan didn’t mind. In fact, he seems to like it when I make the decisions and tell him what to do. She is always nice about it, never mean. Well, usually not mean. Sometimes Alan gets a contrary idea in his head, and she has to discipline him to bring him back in line.”

“What kind of ideas?” Marie asked.

“Well, for example, he might not want to do the yardwork. Then I might spank him a little,” Susan said.

Marie was shocked. “Spank him?”

“Well, sure, don’t you sometimes use domestic discipline on Steve?”

“No, I don’t,” replied Marie.

Susan continued, “When I say spank him, you have to understand there are different kinds of spanking. Mine hurt, I’m sure, but I know Alan appreciates how much I care about him. I know he wants to please me; the spankings are motivational. When I spank him, he understands that I want him to improve his behavior and that I care enough about him to go to the trouble of doing it.”

“Couldn’t you just tell him?” Marie asked.

I’m sure I could, but a spanking is so much more immediate and difficult to forget. Also, Susan said with a smile, “I like spankings. I like having him over my knee and being in control.”

As Susan talked, Alan was watching Steve and Marie carefully. He wanted to see how they would react—with shock or interest. He saw interest on Steve’s face; he wasn’t sure about Marie.

Marie had heard all she could take at one time. She offered her guests more wine and cheese. Susan understood that Marie felt overwhelmed, thanked them for their hospitality, and said it was really time to go.

After the guests left, Steve and Marie turned to each other. “That was intense,” Steve said. “Can you imagine? Spanking me?”

“Well, sometimes you frustrate me, and I don’t seem able to get you to see how right I am. I wonder if a spanking would help convince you,” Marie said with a smile.

Steve felt sure she was kidding.

Next Monday at work, Steve greeted Susan as usual, but not surprisingly, there was an extra something going on between them. In a low voice, Susan asked, “Are you wearing?”

“Of course,” said Steve. “I always do.”

Susan smiled and walked away. Steve wondered how this would affect their work life together.

Susan invited Steve and Marie to her house the following Saturday. They exchanged some awkward small talk until Susan, being the take-charge woman she was, turned to Marie and asked what kind of device Steve was wearing right then.

Marie colored a little but responded that he was wearing a nylon Custom Chastity device. Susan asked if she could see it.

Steve was slightly shocked as Marie hesitated and then turned to him: “Please show Susan your device.”

“Honey…” he said.

“No, pull down your pants and show her,” she insisted.

Reluctantly, Steve undid his belt, lowered his pants and briefs, and stood there in front of Susan. She smiled as she cupped his balls in her hand and poked her finger into the holes. “It’s so light,” she said.

Steve tried not to get excited but couldn’t help himself. His penis strained against the sides of his cage.

Susan giggled and turned to Alan. “Alan, please show Marie what you are wearing today.”

Alan obediently lowered his pants and briefs and stood before Marie in his steel cage. “Marie dear, go ahead and examine it,” Susan said.

Hesitantly, Marie reached out and lifted Alan’s enclosed penis. It felt heavy in its steel cage but also started to show signs of life.

Susan thanked the men and asked Marie to come with her into another room.

When the women had gone, Steve and Alan looked at each other. “Have you ever experienced anything like that before?” Steve asked.

Alan shook his head. “I’ve often wondered about other men who are in chastity, but I never met anyone until we met.”

I take part in a few online communities where everyone remains anonymous, so this is quite special. It feels as though my secret has been revealed, and I enjoy that sense of openness.

Steve asked what we appreciate about using the device. Alan replied that there are many things he likes. He enjoys the constant reminder that Susan holds the reins. He also appreciates being unable to masturbate even if he tries. The physical sensation while moving around is another plus; it keeps him constantly aware of his cock and balls in a way that wasn’t present before locking up.

Steve agreed, noting those same benefits for himself. He added that the device helps keep his focus on Marie and gives him pleasure from making her happy.

Then Steve brought up the spanking: “How about it? What’s your take?” Alan explained that he doesn’t mind being judged because he is very comfortable with Susan taking charge. Her spankings reinforce that dynamic, which suits him well—in fact, he values them. To him, they show she cares enough to put in the effort.

Steve commented that Alan understands and thanked him for sharing so openly, noting it might be difficult for a man to discuss this publicly. He added that he doesn’t judge at all.

Alan then mused about his partner Marie: “I wish Marie had some of what Susan has.” The idea of being tied up and sexually used really turns him on. Although he’s mentioned it to Marie, she isn’t keen yet, saying that “BDSM stuff isn’t for me.” He hasn’t pushed the issue since their current arrangement is wonderful, and he prefers not to rock the boat.

Steve asked if Susan ever puts Alan into bondage. Alan confirmed that they do; he recalled the chain he wore when they first met as a reminder of this playfulness. “Susan and I love playing that game,” he said. He’s skilled at crafting items for her use, too, and offered to show Steve some examples.

Steve was eager: “You bet!”

Alan led him down the hall to a room and opened a large chest filled with finely crafted bondage gear, along with wooden and leather paddles. Steve was amazed; he had never seen such equipment before. Just then, Susan and Marie entered. Marie’s jaw dropped at the sight of the contents.

Susan suggested showing them how some pieces work. She took out a leather collar for Alan’s neck, which featured five D-rings. Next, she attached wrist cuffs to his wrists and clipped them to the collar’s rings—a simple setup that left him bound and helpless in moments.

Steve imagined himself in that position, feeling a swelling in his cage as he watched. Susan noticed his expression and turned to Steve: “How about you? Want to try?” He tried to act casual but felt flushed with excitement when he agreed.

Susan asked Marie for help. Despite her trembling hands, Marie buckled the collar around Steve’s neck, followed by the wrist cuffs being snapped together.

Samantha then demonstrated another technique. She took a long strap, threaded it through Steve’s arms and around his back, pulling them snugly behind him when tightened. Susan and Marie smiled broadly at their two bound men.

“Wow,” said Marie, “this is fun.”

Susan replied that it could get even better: “What do you want to do next? I’ll show you something else.” She returned to the toy box and retrieved a leash attached to a narrow collar. She unfastened Alan’s pants and briefs, letting them fall. His caged penis bulged as she secured the leash collar around his cock and balls, just above the cage’s cock ring.

As Susan pulled on the leash—predictably, Alan followed. When it seemed he needed more guidance, she took a riding crop from the box and playfully tapped his bottom to urge him forward. Alan grinned while being led by Susan.

Marie looked at Steve hungrily. She cradled his caged cock and balls in one hand as she kissed him passionately. Steve returned her kiss, thinking this must be heaven.

GUYS: This concludes part 1. Please let me know what you think so far. I’m also open to suggestions on how the story might continue. Any ideas?

Interesting, but somewhat difficult to read due to lack of paragraphs and missing quote marks where the characters are speaking. The beginning concept is good and could lead to several avenues for expansion- the female characters could support and encourage each other, going deeper into BDSM and other kink and take the male characters along for the ride with or without some degree of 'willingness'. Further development could lead to the females engaging in a homo-erotic relation ship and compelling the males in similar activities, and/or full-blown cuckoldry with a variety of different additional characters. The possibilities for expanding the range of 'kinky' activities is wide open.

I don't for fiction a lot but I do quite like this one. Have a few ideas for development. My PM them so if adopted it can keep up the suspense,