Flatmates - Ch11: Lexi’s arrival

Mia watched as Jake hobbled towards the bathroom, his desperation palpable. She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of pity for him. He had no idea what Lexi had planned for him tonight, but she wasn't about to get involved. Once he'd showered, she'd release him so that Lexi could have her fun with him.



20 minutes later, Jake walked out of his room, ready for his date with Lexi. Prepared for her imminent arrival, he walked straight over to the sofa, where Mia was lounging.



"erm... hey... I'm all ready... so you know... could you?" he mumbled, awkwardly, gesturing towards his crotch as he pulled down his jeans.



Mia looked up from her phone, her eyes widening at the sight of him clearly still in the cage. "Shit," she hissed. "I forgot."



The doorbell rang, piercing the tension in the room.



Panic flooded Jake's face as he realized the implications. "Mia, please!"



Mia's mind raced. She couldn't have Lexi find out about this. She'd never hear the end of it. "Quick," she said, her voice urgent. "Pull your pants up."



Jake winced, trying to tug his pants over his swollen cock and the cage. It was a tight fit, but he managed it just as the doorbell rang again. "Mia!" he whispered, his voice desperate.



Mia bolted to her room, leaving him to answer the door. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He had to keep it together. How the hell was he supposed to go on a date with Lexi whilst he was still locked up?



He pulled open the door, his face a mask of forced calm. Lexi stood there, looking beautiful and completely oblivious to the torment he was in. "Hi," he said, his voice strained.



Lexi's eyes scanned him, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "You look... nervous," she said, her gaze lingering on his crotch.



Jake felt a bead of sweat trickle down his back. "Just excited for tonight," he lied.



"Good," she said, stepping into the flat. "Because we have an Arts class planned! But first, I'd love to see your bedroom, can I have a tour?" she asked sweetly.



Jake felt a cold sweat break out over his body. The cage was still on, the pressure building with every second. "Mia!" he called out, his voice strained.



But she was already in her room, the door shut firmly behind her. He could hear the sound of her rummaging through her drawers, searching for something.



Jake's cock twitched, the pain in his balls increasing with every movement. He had to get Mia to remove the cage before things went too far. "Actually," he said, his voice shaking. "Could I just... go to the bathroom first?"



Lexi raised an eyebrow but nodded. "Sure, take your time," she said.



Jake bolted to the bathroom, his heart racing. He leaned against the sink, panting. He had to get out of this situation. He had to tell Lexi the truth.



But as he looked at his reflection in the mirror, he saw the cage, gleaming in the light. The cage made him look pathetic. 

He couldn't tell Lexi. Not yet.



He searched through the cabinets, looking for anything that might help him conceal his predicament. His eyes fell on a roll of medical tape. An idea began to form in his mind.



With trembling hands, he taped the cage to the inside of his thigh, trying to keep it as hidden as possible. The pain was intense, the tape sticking to his sensitive skin. But it was a small price to pay for keeping his secret.



Once the cage was secure, he took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. He checked his watch. Five minutes had passed. Lexi would be getting suspicious.



He stepped out of the bathroom, trying to walk normally. Each step sent a fresh wave of pain through his balls, but he managed to keep a smile on his face as he joined her in the living room.



"Ready for our date?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement.



Jake nodded, his voice strained. "More than ever," he lied.



\---



The night went on in a blur of pain and pleasure. Lexi was in high spirits, her hand often finding its way to Jake's thigh, dangerously close to the hidden cage. Each touch was a reminder of his predicament, his body screaming for relief.



They made their way to the art class, where they were met with a room full of easels and half-dressed models. Jake felt a twinge of hope - maybe this was his chance to get his mind off his aching cock. But as they sat down and began to sketch, Lexi leaned in close, her hand brushing against his caged member.



"You're so... focused," she murmured, her eyes on his.



He couldn't take it anymore. "Lexi," he began, his voice cracking. "There's something I need to tell you..."



But she cut him off with a kiss, her hand sliding down to cup him through his pants. "Shh," she whispered. "Let's just enjoy the moment."



And with that, she began to tease him, her hand moving in slow, deliberate circles. Jake moaned, his body betraying him as he grew even harder. He was torn between the pain and the pleasure, his mind racing with thoughts of Mia's betrayal.



He tried to pull away, but Lexi was insistent. "What's the matter?" she asked, her eyes filled with concern. "Is everything okay?"



Jake took a deep breath, the truth on the tip of his tongue. But before he could say anything, the class instructor called for a break. Lexi took his hand, pulling him out of the room.



"Let's go somewhere private," she whispered, a mischievous glint in her eye.



And with that, Jake was led into a storage closet, the cage still trapping him in a prison of his own making.



\---



The closet was small, filled with the scent of paint and turpentine. Lexi pushed him against the wall, her kisses becoming more urgent. Jake's mind was racing, trying to come up with an excuse, trying to find a way out. But his body had other plans.



As she reached for his zipper, he gritted his teeth. "Lexi," he said, his voice strained. "I... I can't."



Her hand stopped, her eyes searching his. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice soft.



He took a deep breath, the words tumbling out of his mouth. "I'm err... I'm wearing a chastity cage," he confessed. "For you. I wanted to make sure that I didn't get tempted to masterbate, and today I couldn't find where I left the keys. I'm so embarrassed." he lied.



Lexi's eyes went wide with shock, and then a smirk spread across her lips. "Oh my," she whispered, her hand reaching down to touch his caged cock. "Well, that's certainly... devoted."



Jake flinched at her touch, the pain mixing with a strange thrill. He hadn't expected this reaction from her. "Yeah," he said, his voice tight. "It's all for you."



Lexi's eyes glittered with mischief. "Well, in that case," she said, her voice a purr. "We'll just have to make the most of it."



Before he could protest, she was pulling his pants down, revealing the cage to the air. Jake's cock was swollen and red, the skin shiny with precum. "Wow," she breathed, her hand tracing the outline of the metal. "That's... intense."



Jake felt his face burn with embarrassment. "It's not what you think," he began, but she was already speaking over him.



"You know," she said, her voice low and seductive. "The class I signed us up for tonight is a nude drawing class. And I signed you up to be the model"



Jake's eyes went wide with horror. "What?" he squeaked. "Why would you do that?"



Lexi's smirk grew wider. "I wanted to show off your massive cock," she said, her hand giving the cage a playful squeeze. "But now, this is even better. You'll be the star of the show, Jake."



Jake felt a wave of panic wash over him. "Lexi, I can't," he whispered. "Please."



But she was already pulling him out of the closet, her grip on his balls unbreakable. "Don't worry," she said, her voice soothing. "I'll help you find the key. But first, you have to model for all the women tonight."



Jake's mind raced. There was no way out of this. He was trapped, both physically and emotionally. And as they made their way back to the classroom, the cage a constant, painful reminder of his situation, he realized that he was actually excited by the idea of being on display.



\---



The room was filled with the sound of rustling clothes as the other students began to disrobe. Jake's heart hammered in his chest as he looked around, trying to find a way to escape. But Lexi was insistent, her eyes gleaming with excitement.



"You're going to be amazing," she whispered in his ear. "They're going to love you."



And with that, she led him to the center of the room, the cage still firmly in place. The other students stared at him, their eyes wide with shock and fascination.



The instructor, a statuesque woman with a shaved head and piercings, looked him up and down, her eyes lingering on his crotch. "Well, well," she said, a smirk playing on her lips. "We have an interesting model today."



Jake felt his face burn as the other students took their seats, their eyes on him. He could feel the weight of their gazes on his trapped cock, the pressure building.



"Now," Lexi said, her voice authoritative. "Everyone, this is Jake. And THAT right there is a chastity cage."



The room buzzed with whispers and gasps. Jake's cock throbbed painfully in response, the cage feeling even tighter than before.



"You're going to pose for us," she continued, her voice dropping to a murmur. "And I want you to think of how I'll punish you whenever you start to lose your nerve."



Jake nodded, his voice lost. He couldn't believe this was happening. But as he took his place on the pedestal, he felt a strange thrill run through him. He was going to be the center of attention, the object of their desire. And all he had to do was pose.



\---



The class began, the instructor explaining the basics of figure drawing. Lexi had chosen a pose that was both elegant and erotic, Jake's caged cock on full display. He could feel the eyes of the students on him, their pencils and brushes moving across the paper as they captured his form.



Every few minutes, Lexi would approach him, her fingers brushing against the cage. "Are you okay?" she'd whisper, her voice filled with fake concern. "You're not too uncomfortable?"



And each time she did, the cage would tighten, the pain turning to pleasure, his body betraying him. It definitely didn't help that the whole class was filled with naked women, something he assumed had been a prerequisite for attendance. They all had their eyes on him, whispering about his predicament, their giggles echoing through the room. He could feel their eyes on the cage, wondering what it felt like, the mystery of it all.



"Oh my god, look at his balls!" one of the girls whispered to her friend, pointing at the cage.



"They're like... blue berries," another giggled.



Their words cut through him, making him squirm. The pressure was unbearable, his cock pulsing with the need to be free.



Lexi leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear. "Looks like you're enjoying the attention," she murmured. "I think they want to see more."



"What?" he croaked, his voice barely above a whisper.



"You heard them," she said, her eyes gleaming. "They want you to pose for them."



The instructor looked over, her eyebrow raised. "Is everything okay, Jake?"



"Y-yes," he stuttered. "I'm fine."



"Good," she said, her voice firm. "Because we're going to need some more dynamic poses. Can you spread your legs wider?"



Jake's face flushed, but he complied, his legs trembling. The cage was now fully exposed, the metal glinting under the studio lights. The girls murmured appreciatively, their brushes and pencils moving faster as they drew his swollen cock and trapped balls.



"How about something a bit more dynamic?" one of the students called out, her voice filled with excitement.



Jake's eyes went wide with horror, but Lexi was already nodding. "Yes, that sounds like fun," she said, her voice cold.



The girls cheered, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. Jake felt a cold sweat break out over his body. He was trapped, a toy for their amusement.



"Lexi, please," he whispered. "what are you planning?."



But she just smiled, her hand reaching down to give his trapped cock a gentle squeeze. "You're going to love this," she assured him.



And with that, she stepped back, giving him a little shove. He stumbled, the cage smacking against the pedestal with a painful thud. The room went quiet, the tension thick.



She giggled, her fingers wrapping around his swollen sack. He gritted his teeth, bracing himself for the impact.



And then Lexi squeezed.



The pain was like nothing he had ever felt before, white-hot and all-consuming. He let out a strangled cry, his body jerking. The room erupted into laughter, the sound of their amusement mixing with his pain.



"Oh my god, he's going to burst!" one of the girls shrieked, her eyes wide with glee.



"Look how red his face is!" another one said, her brush hovering over her canvas as she painted the picture of his humiliation.



Jake couldn't believe this was happening. He was on display, a plaything for their entertainment. And with each giggle and whisper, his embarrassment grew. He could feel their eyes on him, their curiosity and excitement. It was as if they could see into his soul, see the desperate need that was trapped behind the bars of the cage.



Lexi leaned in closer, her hand still cupping his balls. "Ready for more?" she asked, her voice a sweet, deadly whisper.



He shook his head, his eyes squeezed shut. He didn't know what else to do. The cage was a prison, but it was also a strange, perverse thrill.



And so the class continued, the girls demanding more and more humiliating poses. He bent over, his ass in the air, the cage pressing into his skin. He spread his legs wider, his balls straining against the metal. They pointed and laughed, whispered about his size, about the precum that was now leaking from the tip of his cock.



"Oh, look at that," one of them said, her voice filled with wonder. "He's going to cum in that thing."



Jake felt his face burn, his body betraying him once again. He was so close, so desperate for release. But the cage held him back, a cruel, unyielding barrier.



Lexi stepped forward, her eyes gleaming. "Why don't we help him out?" she suggested, her voice filled with mock concern.



The girls looked at each other, their eyes sparkling with excitement. "What do you mean?" one of them asked.



"Let's make him beg for it," Lexi said, her hand sliding down to give his cock a teasing squeeze. "Let's make him plead for his release."



The girls clapped their hands, eager for the show. And so, Jake was forced to beg, his voice strained and desperate. "Please," he moaned. "Please let me cum."



The room was silent, the only sound the scratch of pencils on paper as they captured his humiliation.



His balls were swollen, his cock painfully hard. And still, she wouldn't let him cum.



"Beg," she whispered, her hand tightening around him. "Beg like the desperate little slut you are."



And so he begged, his voice hoarse with need. He begged for the sweet relief of release, for the end to his torment.



The girls grew bolder, their touches no longer gentle as they took breaks from drawing to approach him. They poked and prodded, their fingers exploring the cage with a curious intensity. Jake's body was a canvas for their depravity, each touch a brushstroke of humiliation.



"Let's see how much more he can take," one of them said, a glint in her eye.



And with that, the ballbusting began in earnest. They took turns, their hands wrapping around his trapped balls. Each squeeze was harder than the last, their laughter ringing in his ears.



Jake's body jerked with each hit, his eyes watering. But he didn't protest, didn't pull away. He knew that if he did, the game would end, and he'd be denied the one thing he craved.



\---



Finally, the class drew to a close. The girls applauded, their eyes on him like hungry predators. Jake was trembling, his body a wreck. The cage was a constant reminder of his failure, his inability to resist temptation.



Lexi stepped forward, a wicked smile on her lips. "I think we've had enough for tonight," she said, her hand sliding away from his cock. "unless you and everyone here wants to make tonight truly memorable"



The girls looked up from their sketches, their eyes gleaming with excitement. "What is it?" one of them asked, her voice eager.



"An ultimatum," Lexi said, her voice like honey. "Jake can either cum in his cage here, in front of all of you," she gestured around the room, "or I'll take him back to my flat and keep him like this for another day."



The room was silent, the tension palpable. Jake's mind raced. There was no way he could do this. But the thought of going another day without release was unbearable. He looked at the faces around him, each one filled with anticipation and excitement.



"Or," Lexi continued, her voice dropping to a whisper, "Every girl here gets a minute with your balls. Once they're done, you have to kiss each one of their asses and thank them for their... attention."



The room erupted into laughter, the girls looking at each other with glee. Jake's face went white, his stomach churning. He had never felt so humiliated in his life.



But as he looked into Lexi's eyes and knew she was deadly serious. As the naked women stared at him intently, he broke. Nodding, his voice barely above a whisper. "Okay," he said. "I'll do it."



\---



The first few slaps were agonizing, each one making him jump and cry out. The girls were relentless, their smacks growing bolder, their laughter echoing in the room. He felt his cock pulse with pain, the cage seemingly tightening around him.



But as the slaps grew in intensity, so did the pleasure. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his body betraying him. Somehow, he was going to cum, right here in front of all these strangers.



And then, just as he thought he couldn't take anymore, it stopped. He looked up, his eyes blurry with pain and desire.



Lexi stepped forward, a smug look on her face. "Alright, sweetie," she said. "Time to pay your respects."



Jake's legs felt like jelly as he knelt before the first woman, her ass in his face. He leaned in, his mouth watering, and kissed her cheek, her skin warm and soft.



"Thank you," he whispered, his voice hoarse.



The woman giggled, her hand reaching back to stroke his hair. "You're welcome," she said, her voice sweet.



He moved to the next, and the next, each one receiving the same treatment. His cock was a pulsing, desperate mess, begging for release. A thick trail of precum following him as he went around the circle.



\---



Finally, it was over. The last woman patted his head, a smirk on her face. "Good boy," she said, her voice mocking.



Jake looked up at Lexi, his eyes pleading. "Can I?" he asked, his voice desperate, balls throbbing.



Lexi nodded, a smile playing on her lips. "You can cum," she said. "Go ahead"



Jake's body tensed, his cock begging for relief. The girls around him grew quiet, their eyes on his caged member.



And then, as if on cue, two of them stepped forward. They were both petite, but their strength was surprising as they grabbed his thighs, forcing him to stay put.



"Open your legs," one of them ordered.



Jake complied, his breathing heavy. He watched in horror as the first girl trapped one of his balls between her feet, the pressure unbearable. "Please," he begged, his voice trembling.



But she just giggled, her toes curling around his sensitive flesh. "Not yet," she whispered.



The second girl stepped closer, her eyes gleaming. She mirrored the first, trapping his other testicle. They looked at each other, a silent understanding passing between them.



And with that, they began to step down.



Jake's scream was muffled by the softness of Lexi's pussy as she sat on his face. She leaned back, her breasts bobbing as she began to ride his mouth, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm.



The pain was unbearable, his eyes rolling back in his head. But the pleasure was there too, mixing with the pain in a way that made him question his own sanity. He could feel the cage pressing into his swollen cock, the metal cold against his skin.



The girls' grips tightened, their feet moving together in a silent dance of pain. He could feel his balls swelling, the pressure building.



And as he lapped at Lexi's clit, her juices coating his face, he felt the first wave of his orgasm begin to build.



The girls didn't let up, their feet squeezing tighter and tighter. Jake's body bucked, his cock pulsing. He could feel it, so close, so fucking close. He felt other naked bodies grabbing him, and then the whispers and dirty talk whispered in his ears to drive him crazy.



Lexi moaned above him, her own orgasm building. He could feel her pussy tighten, her movements growing more erratic.



He reached up, his hands trembling as he gripped her thighs, his nails digging into her skin. "I'm going to cum," he groaned, his voice muffled.



Lexi's eyes gleamed as she leaned down, her mouth finding his. "Cum for me, Jake," she whispered, her breath hot against his lips.



And with that, he lost control. His orgasm ripped through him, the pleasure so intense that for a moment, the pain was forgotten. He could feel himself spilling into the cage, the wetness spreading. The shock and laughter heard around him left him humiliated, as his trapped cock spurted again and again, pumping out ropes of cum which spilled out of his cage.



The girls released his balls, their feet moving away from his sensitive flesh. He gasped, his body trembling.



\---



Lexi climbed off him, her smile wide. "Looks like you enjoyed that," she said, her voice filled with amusement.



Jake couldn't respond, his body still in the throes of his climax. He looked down at the cage, the wetness seeping out, a testament to his release.



The room was quiet, the girls watching him with a mix of fascination and contempt. He had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable.



But as the last of his orgasm faded away, the pain returned. The cage was still in place, a cruel reminder of his inability to resist temptation.



He stood up, his legs wobbly. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice hoarse.



The girls giggled, their eyes on his cage. "You're welcome," one of them said, her voice filled with mirth.



Jake turned to Lexi, his eyes pleading. "Can we go take it off now?"



Lexi just smirked, her eyes on his swollen, caged member. "Not yet," she said. "I want you to thank everyone for their... assistance. This time, their feet"



The next few moments were a blur of pain and pleasure as Jake crawled on all fours around the room, kissing each girl's feet. His cock was still trapped and leaking cum, making him blush furiously as each girl he made eye contact with laughed at his predicament.



The first pair of feet was small and delicate, with pink-painted toes that curled slightly with amusement. The taste of her skin was faintly salty, perhaps from the beach and the sweat of the day's activities. The nail polish was a shimmering gold that matched the gold hoops adorning her ankle.



The second set of feet was adorned with dark blue nails, the polish a stark contrast against her pale skin. Her toes were slightly longer and more elegant, and as he kissed them, he could feel the smoothness of her skin and the gentle curve of her arch.



The third girl had red nails that matched her fiery hair. Her feet were strong and slightly calloused, a testament to her active lifestyle. The taste of her skin was a mix of sunscreen and the faint scent of coconut.



As he moved to the fourth, he found himself face to face with a pair of feet with toes painted a deep purple, almost black. They were decorated with tiny crystals that sparkled in the light. The taste was sweet and exotic.



The fifth girl's feet were adorned with glittery green polish that matched her emerald eyes. They were small and dainty, with a smattering of freckles across the tops of her toes. As he kissed them, he could smell the faint scent of mint from her recent pedicure.



The sixth had toes painted a bold, neon pink, a stark contrast to her dark, tanned skin. The taste of her skin was faintly bitter, like the aftertaste of a strong cocktail.



The seventh pair of feet were the most intriguing of all. The nails were a vibrant orange, almost glowing in the dim light of the shack. The girl had tiny tattoos of stars scattered across her toes, and as he kissed her feet, he tasted the faint metallic hint of her anklet.



The eighth pair of feet had nails painted a glossy black, with a single red heart on the big toe. Her skin was warm and slightly sticky from the spilled cum, but Jake didn't care. He was lost in the ritual, his mind a whirlwind of emotions.



The ninth and final pair of feet were bare, the girl having removed her sandals in anticipation. Her toes were painted a soft, shimmery silver, and the taste of her skin was clean and fresh, like the ocean breeze.



As he finished kissing the last foot, Lexi stepped forward, her own bare feet standing before him. "You did well, Jake," she said, her voice filled with a hint of pride. "Let's head back to yours."



The girls giggled, their eyes on his caged cock, which was now a sad, limp mess. "See you again," one of them called out as he stumbled towards the closet, his body still trembling with aftershocks of pleasure and pain.



Inside the closet, Lexi grabbed him by the balls again, the grip familiar and yet somehow thrilling. She pushed him into the tiny space, the walls closing in around them.



"You're not going anywhere," she whispered, her breath hot on his neck. "Not until you're all cleaned up."



Jake nodded, his voice barely a whimper.



Getting on her knees, she swallowed his entire cage, licking it clean. Jake groaned as her tongue made contact with his skin. All too soon, it was over.



With trembling hands, he put on his clothes, his cock still trapped in the cage. The fabric was rough against his sensitive skin, a reminder of his humiliation.



As he zipped up, Lexi stepped back, her eyes on his face. "You enjoyed that, didn't you?" she said, a knowing smile playing on her lips.



Jake didn't answer, couldn't answer. The truth was too embarrassing to admit.



But as they stepped out of the closet and the girls showered them with congratulations, he realized that maybe, just maybe, he had.



\---



The trip back to the flat was a blur, Jake's mind was reeling with the events of the night as his balls throbbed violently. Still, the release, whist mostly unsatisfying compared to a normal orgasm, had done enough to placate him for a while.



"You know," Lexi said, her arm slung around his waist, "you really do have a knack for this."



Jake's face flushed, his cock giving a trapped twitch at her words. "What do you mean?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.



"This," she said, gesturing to the cage. "Submission. You just need a dominatrix or something to keep you in line."



The words stung, but there was a kernel of truth in them. He had enjoyed the feeling of being out of control, of being used for someone else's pleasure.



By the time they finally reached the house, Lexi was all over him, horny beyond belief. 

"For the love of god, let's get this cage off you so that I can sit on your cock" she begged.