The Price of Losing

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I woke up with a start, disoriented and groggy. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting stripes of light across my room. As I blinked away the remnants of sleep, a familiar sensation tugged at my mind—a tightness around my groin reminded me of the cage I was still locked in. Frustration bubbled up inside me, quickly replacing the remnants of drowsiness.

I sat up, feeling the cold metal pressing against my skin. 'How could I possibly face another day like this?' My heart raced at the thought of returning to the shop, where Jess would undoubtedly pick up right where she left off, teasing and pushing my limits. I ran a hand through my hair, trying to shake off the embarrassment and frustration.

After a moment of reluctant contemplation, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, the cage clinking softly as I moved. 'No backing out now.' I had to get ready. I shuffled to the bathroom, splashed some cold water on my face, and stared at my reflection.

I took a deep breath and began my morning routine, all while mentally preparing for the day ahead. After brushing my teeth and getting dressed in the same uniform I'd worn before, I glanced down at the cage. 'There's no way I could let this define my day.'

I grabbed my bag and headed for the door. Maybe today would be different.

As I stepped outside, I was greeted by the fresh morning air, a slight breeze that brought a momentary sense of relief. But as I walked toward the shop, the weight of the cage settled back into my thoughts, reminding me of the challenges that lay ahead.

Arriving at the store, I took a moment outside to gather myself. 'This was all part of the game.' With one last deep breath, I pushed the door open and stepped inside, ready—or as ready as I could be—to face whatever Jess had planned for me today.

She looked up as I entered, her face lighting up with a mischievous grin. "Good morning, Oliver! Ready for another exciting day?" Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, and I could feel my cheeks heat up under her gaze.

"Morning," I replied, trying to sound more confident than I felt. "I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be."

"Great!" she chirped, bouncing on her heels. "I've got some fun ideas lined up for you today." She leaned over the counter, resting her chin on her hands, and gave me an exaggerated pout. "Are you ready to be my special little demo again?"

I rolled my eyes, but a part of me couldn't help but feel a thrill at the prospect. "Do I have a choice?"

Jess chuckled, the sound light and teasing. "Not really! Besides, you were such a hit yesterday. We can't let our customers down!"

Just then, a group of three customers walked in—a couple and their friend—looking eager to explore. Jess straightened up, her demeanor shifting to that of a polished salesperson. "Welcome to our shop! Can I help you find anything specific today?"

I stood off to the side, watching as she engaged the customers, her charm radiating through the store. A sense of dread crept over me as I realized I was likely going to be the center of attention again.

The couple browsed through the various items while their friend, a tall woman with an adventurous glint in her eye, eyed the chastity cages. "Do you have any recommendations?" she asked Jess, pointing toward my direction.

Jess turned to me with a playful smile. "Actually, I have the perfect demo for you! Oliver here is currently wearing one of our best-selling models."

My heart sank as Jess gestured toward me, the cage clinking lightly as I shifted uncomfortably.

The friend's eyes lit up. "Oh really? Can we see how it works?" she asked, her enthusiasm palpable.

Jess sauntered over to me, a mischievous smirk dancing on her lips. "Oliver, why don't you come over here and show our friends how well it fits? You know, just for a little demonstration."