[DOMSUB] [MEDICAL] Hernia Solution

It started with the surgery for his hernia two years ago. The doctor nicked a nerve.

He woke up with the hernia solved but with a tremendous ache in his scrotum. And it only got better when he held his testicles up. The stress on his epididymis when his balls would hang freely caused the pain, his doctor said.

He and his girlfriend tried painkillers, but nerve pain is a touchy subject, and the amounts he had to take to even cut the edge kept him from being able to work or drive.

He tried yoga, but the positions just aggravated the ache.

Only when they were held tight against his skin was the pain gone. But even tighty whities wouldn’t hold them tight enough.

His sub girlfriend tried to help him out. She even gave him her panties, hoping the slimmer profile would hold his balls just a bit tighter. But it didn’t help.

Finally, as a last resort, his girlfriend brought out a box from her past.

She had dated a subby guy in college, and he had asked her to domme him and buy a flat chastity cage for him. It didn’t work out. When they broke up, she took it away (much to his chagrin) and it had ended up in her closet all these years..

“It’s worth a shot, sir,” she said. “My ex always had his balls held so tightly by this. Don’t worry, I washed it.”

He looked at his girlfriend. “Pet, I’m the Dom in the relationship. I can’t wear that.”

“I know, sir,” she said, “But this isn’t a sign of weakness. It’s a medical tool, like a brace if you injured your back, or a cast if you broke your arm.”

“Besides,” she said, “You’ll always be my daddy dom.”

Her hand rested on his chest, then slowly trailed down his abs. But he winced as she got closer to his aching manhood.

He had to get over this. He was in control, cage or no cage.

She helped to sterilize and lube the catheter, slowly sliding it down his urethra. Pulling his scrotum through the ring caused a sudden ping of pain, but he trusted his pet here.

And, as the two pieces met and locked, he was pain-free without holding his nuts in months.

He stood up, even jumped up and down. His scrotum was tight against his pelvis, his cock invisible behind a thin metal disk. He kissed his sub and said, “Thank you, pet.”

“You’re welcome, daddy,” she said, a sly smile coming across her face.

She always wanted to try to be a brat. So she never brought the keys to unlock him.