Coercive Control

I stirred in my sleep, awoken by my morning wood. I was sleeping on my stomach, and I began slowly humping the mattress, rubbing my erect penis on the soft sheets. I had already been extra affectionate lately, with Valentine’s Day coming up, and I had just been lost in a dream just moments ago, getting double penetrated by Matt and the actor hunk from the movie we had watched last night before bed. I could feel a wet spot of precum forming on the sheets, and I needed more. I rolled over to Matt, who was still snoring slightly, and I reached my hand into his boxers. I fondled his cock until it was erect, while kissing his shoulder and neck. I ducked my head under the sheets and started giving him head while stroking myself off at the same time. I felt Matt place his hand on the back of my head, guiding me with his firm but gentle touch.

I was content to swallow Matt’s load then and there, but Matt wanted more. He rolled over until he was on top of me and used the coating of my spit on his cock to slide into my hungry hole. It was only minutes before Matt was breeding me. I stroked myself off, but Matt grabbed my wrist and pulled it off my dick before I could cum as well. He slowly edged me, sliding his hand slowly along the length of my shaft, and lightly tickling my head with his fingertips and tongue. This continued for half an hour, until I was begging him to give me release.

“Please Sir I need to blow, my balls are aching so bad!” I tried to convince Matt to no avail.

“Wait right here,” he said sternly, before hopping out of bed and walking into the bathroom. He returned with a wet washcloth, which he draped over my genitals. The ice-cold fabric slowly forced away my erection.

“Please Sir, I’m gonna be horny all day if you don’t drain me.”

“Just how I want you this Valentine’s Day, Grant,” Matt said as he pulled the small metal chastity cage out of his bedside table drawer. He slicked up my dick and balls before sliding the ring and then cage on. He had sealed my horny fate with the faintest click of a tiny metal padlock.

“How long, Sir?”

“Where’s the fun in having a set amount of time? I much prefer making you complete tasks to unlock yourself. Gives you more motivation to speed up your own timetable. For this chastity sentence, you’ll complete just three tasks for me. I’ll assign them throughout the weekend. Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.” Matt said with a sadistic grin.

Today was Saturday the 13th, tomorrow was Valentine’s Day. We had planned a nice dinner date, which I wondered if I was going to be heading to in chastity. Two days seemed like a short sentence, but Matt said I would be given all the tasks by tomorrow. My mind raced all morning with what crazy things Matt could possibly have in store for me. I waited for hours for him to give me my first task, but he went about his day like normal. He did nothing sexual, although I was incredibly horny from the cage on my dick and the balls full of cum. Finally, in the evening, he got the party started.

“This chastity is your kinky gift to me, Grant. I want to give you a kinky gift as well. How about we head to the sex shop and expand our gear collection a bit?”

Matt and I drove to the sex shop/adult bookstore. It was a large place, with the frilly vanilla stuff in front. There was a corner with the harder and heavier stuff, though. There was also a video section and rooms with gloryholes in the back. Matt let me lead the way and I headed straight back to the fetish gear. I looked around and was immediately drawn to a few items. The first was a black leather straitjacket. It had large buckles down the back and on the tips of the closed-off sleeves. I was also really interested in the latex catsuits. I had seen them in plenty of porn, and had always been intrigued, but when I felt the latex with my fingers I was hooked. I was torn between the two pieces of gear, unable to decide. An employee appeared behind us. He was thin and muscular and had a tattoo sleeve going up one arm.

“Evening fellas, anything I can help you with?”

“My boy’s just picking out his valentine gift. Which would you prefer?”

“I’m partial to the catsuit personally. Love the look of a shiny black latex gimp taking my cock.”

“Sounds so hot, I want it,” I said, eager to get it home and try it on for Matt.

“Y’know? I don’t offer it to everybody, but you’re a sexy little thing. Wanna try before you buy? Slip into it and make sure everything fits just right while you’ve got an expert with ya?” The man had a growing bulge in his jeans. My dick strained in my cage. I noticed a few other people in the store eyeing us, overhearing our conversation with intrigue.

“What do you think, Sir?” I asked Matt.

“Let’s do it.”

The employee sized me up and picked out a catsuit. He grabbed a bottle of lube as well. We went to the back, where the glory hole rooms were, and stepped into one of them. A man in the next stall peeped through the hole in the wall and watched as I stripped down. The employee lubed up the inside of the latex suit while Matt helped me lube up my skin some. I slipped my foot into the leg hole, and immediately fell in love. I wiggled my toes into place and stepped my other foot in. The men grabbed the shoulders and pulled the catsuit up my body, and I slid my arms into their place as well. I was incredibly horny, straining hard in my cage as Matt zipped up the back of the suit. It did not have a hood, but I was covered in latex from neck to toe.

“Here’s the best feature of this model,” the employee said as he reached for a zipper near my ass, He unzipped the ass and crotch of the suit, exposing my bubble butt and caged dick. I rubbed my hands over my body and into my own ass crack. I was quickly falling in love with the feeling of latex. Matt, on the other hand, preferred leather.

“What about that straitjacket? Is that an option for this little trial run?”

The employee nodded with a grin and Matt zipped up my catsuit’s crotch before the employee led us back out to the front. Matt grabbed my collar and dragged me behind. I had hardly an inch of skin showing, but I felt completely exposed as we all walked back to the kinky section of the shop. Our little parade drew the attention of a small crowd that formed around us.

“Arms out in front,” the employee guided my latex-covered arms into the straitjacket. He buckled up the body of the jacket, and then wrapped my arms around so that they were crossed in front of me. He buckled them together in the back. I writhed around some, pulling on the straps, and testing out the strength. I was not going anywhere. The employee ran a few straps under my thighs to finish securing the jacket, and turned me around, to a few claps and a whistle in approval from the group. I looked at the faces watching me. It was six or seven men, and two women. They all had eager looks on their faces, waiting to see what was gonna happen next with this free show I was putting on for them.

“Buy a ticket and come on back if you want more,” the employee said. He led me back to the glory holes and sat me down in front of one. He and Matt stood behind me, both of them stroking their cocks. It did not take long for the cock of one of the men up front to appear through the hole in front of me. I had never used a glory hole, but I leaned forward and started showing him my skills. I could hear a small crowd gathering in the adjacent room, and I did my best to please the group of men. By the time I had finished off everyone who wanted me, I had swallowed five loads. Matt and the employee had been jerking themselves off the whole time, and they were on edge, ready to give me their loads as well. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out. The two men shot their loads simultaneously, painting my entire face with their cum. I licked around my lips, attempting to clean some up, but only was able to reach a fraction of the loads. It was in my hair, on my forehead, and rolling down my cheeks.

“Shall I ring up your purchase then?” The employee asked, and Matt nodded. The man left the room, leaving Matt to undo my straitjacket and help me get dressed.

“Thanks Matt, get me out of this thing so I can clean up these loads and throw my clothes back on.”

“Nuh uh, boy. It’s time for your first chastity task.”

“What I just did wasn’t already the task?!”

“Hell, you didn’t need to be encouraged to do that. You’re a greedy little cocksucker all on your own. What you’re gonna do for me now, though, is you’re gonna walk out of this room to the register with me. In your new gear, cum drying on your face. You’re gonna show all these people just how much you appreciate the new stuff I’m buying for you.”

“Do I have to?” I said, my voice shaking with nerves. Matt gave me stone cold silence, his eyes like daggers of ice. “Yes Sir…” I said, hanging my head. I wasn’t so nervous about walking out into the store, I was nervous about walking out to the car. The shop was in a decently busy area. People outside would surely see me. The horniness of having had sex without being allowed to cum clouded my inhibitions, though. Matt grabbed the ball of my clothes off the floor, and we headed up to the register. People around us laughed and chatted about me while Matt paid for the gear. He then thanked the worker and led me out the front door.

I quickly walked across the parking lot to the car. Matt had parked way on the far end, and right in front of the street. A dozen or so cars passed us as we walked under the bright lights of the parking lot. Four of them honked in acknowledgement, making my dick swell in my cage and my face turn red. As we got to the car, a man and woman were holding hands, walking down the sidewalk. They saw me and looked at each other for a moment in silence, before bursting out in laughter at me. Matt opened the car door for me, and I got in, beet red with embarrassment, but fully erect in my chastity.

“Fuck Sir, that was intense,” I said on the drive home. “Thank you for the gear though, I’m really excited to continue playing with it.”

“My pleasure, boy. How do you feel after completing your first task of the weekend?”

“It was a rush. It’s so terrifying being exposed in public like that. Especially to people like that couple who weren’t turned on by me, just laughing at my expense.”

“You’ve been great at picking up training in the bedroom since I took you under my wing. Wearing the collar in public was a great first step at living your submissive truth publicly. You took to having public sex like a fish to water. I know you liked finding out about those videos exposing you online. This is just the next step in your progression, getting used to being more public about your nature as an inferior faggot.”

Matt was right, I did enjoy when he exposed me. It made me so anxious, but horny at the same time. I had been enjoying public sex since the beginning, when I stroked Matt off under the bathroom stall at work. I was coming to the realization that it did not matter if the world knew me for the faggot I am. I have Matt to protect me, and I don’t need anyone else validating me.

* * * *

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Grant,” Matt said, waking me up in bed. He had gotten up before me and made breakfast, which he was now carrying into me on a tray. We ate in bed together, before clearing out the dishes and having a lengthy session of making out. I stroked Matt off and remained horny in my cage.

“Stop, you’re gonna make me blow,” Matt moaned.

“Yes Sir I want to,”

“Save it for tonight, I’m gonna destroy you later boy.”

The rest of the day was very chill, we hung out and cuddled for a long while and just relaxed. Around 6pm, Matt and I started getting ready for dinner. Matt entered the room with the latex catsuit he had bought me yesterday.

“Wear it to dinner for me. Under your clothes.”

“Is this my next chastity task, Sir?”

“Part of it, I guess,” Matt said with a devilish grin and a wink. He helped me into the suit and got it zipped up. I then stepped into my slacks and button down. I threw on my socks, shoes, and blazer, ready for our date. I looked in the mirror, and the catsuit was completely covered by my attire, except for my hands. I shoved my hands in my pockets, fully concealing my kinky secret outfit.

I loaded up my gift to Matt in the car and we headed to the restaurant. It was a nice Italian place, and it was packed full, being the holiday and all. We were seated at a small square table near the back wall of the main dining room, and I buried my hands deep in my pockets as we walked through the restaurant, hiding my latex secret. I couldn’t tell if I was hearing real squeaking as I walked, or if I was just imagining it. Once we were seated, the waitress came by and got our drink orders, before quickly leaving to one of her many other tables.

“So, Grant, happy Valentine’s Day. Are you ready for your second task?”

“Now?!” I exclaimed, trying to keep my voice down but scared of what Matt might ask me to do.

“Yes, now. You’re gonna get under the table and finish draining my balls. It’ll be your appetizer for the evening.”

“Sir the place is packed, there’s no way I can do that.”

“The room is dim, and the tablecloth touches the floor. Just duck under there and be quick. Nobody is paying attention to you anyway, they’re all busy thinking about how they’re gonna bang each other the second they get out of here. Now blow me.”

Matt was not taking no for an answer. I pretended to drop my napkin and bent down ‘to pick it up’. I glanced around at the adjacent tables, unable to see anyone paying attention to me. I quickly ducked my head under the tablecloth and got down on my knees in front of Matt. He had rested the tablecloth across his lap so that the fly of his pants was concealed. I unzipped him and reached in, pulling his semi-erect cock out. I put it in my mouth and started sucking.

Matt was the master at deciding when to cum. He could shoot a load in minutes if he needed or wanted to, but he could also keep himself on edge forever. I tried to suck him as best I could, getting this task over with quickly, but he was silently dragging it out for as long as possible. After a while, he suddenly sat up straighter in his chair, and I had to adjust to keep his cock in my mouth. The waitress had come back with the drinks.

“Thank you miss. He had to step out for a second, but I’ll just order for him.”

“Okay, Sir. What would we like?”

“I’ll do the ribeye, and he’ll have the penne rosa with sausage. On that one, can you make sure it’s a sausage link, not ground sausage. He loves all kinds of sausage but prefers it uncut.”

Matt discreetly rubbed my leg with his foot, teasing me further. I yanked on his big balls and stuck my tongue under Matt’s foreskin, circling his tip. This made him squirm a little from the pleasure.

“Alright will that be all? I’ll get that to the kitchen, Sir.”

“Thank you, miss.”

I went back to sucking Matt off vigorously, and he shot his load within seconds. I swallowed greedily, and then reappeared from under the table. I’m glad my dick was in the latex, or the precum I was leaking would surely have leaked through my pants and formed a wet spot by now. Matt had a huge grin on his face, and I couldn’t help but be turned on and excited by the thrill of what had just happened.

The rest of the dinner was normal. Once we had finished eating and the table was cleared, we decided to exchange gifts.  I gave Matt his gift first. I handed him two boxes and told him which one to open first. Inside the first one was a crystal decanter with a custom etching. Matt’s eyes lit up when he opened it and he set it on the table. The second box had a fancy bottle of scotch in it.

“25 year aged? Fuck, Grant, this is gonna taste amazing. Thank you so much! Time for yours.”

Matt pulled a small box out and handed it to me. I unwrapped it and saw it was a gold box with a sleek logo of a crown on it.

“You didn’t.”

I opened the box and revealed a beautiful wristwatch. It was gold and oyster steel, incredibly beautiful and had to have cost a fortune.

“Matt, oh my God. It’s too much. You really did not have to.”

“Oh, come on, that look on your face right now is well worth it. I know it’s the one you’ve wanted. Put it on!”

“Thank you, thank you. I love it so much, and I love you Sir.”

“I love my gift and you as well, Grant.”

I wore the watch for the rest of the evening, chuckling at the look of it on my black latex wrist. I felt incredibly mature and sophisticated, feeling the weight of it. I couldn’t stop staring, which made Matt smile. I was filled with joy at everything this evening. Our relationship was far from normal, but this exchange made me feel the deep connection we had formed over the past months. When we got home, Matt set up his decanter and scotch on his bar, front and center. He turned to me and pulled me into an embrace, kissing me. He tore the clothes off of me and carried me up to the bedroom, unzipping the ass of my catsuit and passionately making love to me.

Matt laid me down on my back and raised my legs up onto his shoulders. He looked me in the eye as he slowly thrust into me. He leaned his full weight on me, folding me in half, so he could kiss me as he fucked. He moaned in pleasure, feeling my hole clench around him, and I moaned as well, the weight of his body crushing my balls and caged dick. It was the closest thing my penis was going to get to stimulation right now. It hurt a little, but it was also turning me on as well. Matt kept fucking me at a rapid pace, cumming inside me and not slowing down until he was flaccid and unable to re-enter me. Once we finished, I headed to the shower. I stripped out of the latex and got clean. I returned to bed and crawled into Matt’s arms.

“So, Sir, what’s my third task? I’m ready for this chastity cage to come off.”

“Haha, that cage isn’t coming off for a while, Grant.”

“Matt, you told me you’d give me all three tasks this weekend! Please, I’ve done so much, I deserve to be released.”

“Like hell you deserve anything, boy. I’ll unlock you whenever I feel like it, got it? I did promise to assign all three tasks by tonight, so I will, but you won’t be able to complete this next one for a while.”

“Why Sir, what do I have to do? I’ll go out and do it right now if it means I get to cum tonight.”

“Settle down, faggot. Your next task will take time. That’s the whole point of chastity anyway. You need time to get over the initial hump of insane horniness and just accept your locked fate. To keep you on track, though, you’ll be working toward your final goal, chipping away at it whenever you want. I’ll give you the key to your cage once you’ve given other men one hundred orgasms.”

“One hundred?! That’ll take forever, Sir!”

“No, it won’t Grant. Since I locked you up yesterday, you’ve already taken ten loads. At this rate, you’ll be unlocked in no time. Your first chastity experience had you locked for ten days already. You can do that again and more, no sweat. Even if I was the only one fucking you, you usually get two loads a day out of me. But I let you serve other men, so you’ll have no shortage of cock to suck and fuck. You’ll hit one hundred in no time.”

“Please Sir, don’t make me. I’m already aching to cum so badly. I can’t do it.”

“You can do it if you put your mind to it. I won’t let you fail, Grant. Quit your complaining though, or I’ll make the requirement two hundred loads.”

“Yes Sir…” I said, rolling over in bed and letting Matt spoon me.

“Chastity will be good for you, Grant. Being a fag means focusing on making the men you serve cum, not worrying about your own release. Staying horny means you’ll become even more submissive and a better faggot for it. Just this weekend you’ve pushed your limits, all thanks to the cage.”

My dick strained in my metal dick prison as I listened to Matt’s soothing voice, lulling me into more dreams of being dominated.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed! Please rate the story and feel free to comment with any constructive criticism or hopes for where Grant will find himself in the coming chapters!