Chapter 4: A new day, a new life
As the night deepened and the soft snores of a sexually exhausted Carl filled the room, Henry couldn’t help but think about the ramifications of their choices.
Henry couldn’t deny the thrill of commanding his friend, watching him submit to the power of his control. Yet at the same time, the immensity of his role left Henry feeling a tad overwhelmed.
Would he be capable of taking Carl on the adventurous journey that his best friend dreamt of? Would he be able to live up to the expectations of being Carl’s dom and master?
While Carl slipped into a restless sleep, his mind teemed with images of the fantasies that had driven him to this point. Submission, bondage, corporal punishment—it all weaved together in his dreams as he drifted in a sea of need and yearning.
The metal chastity device wrapped around his cock added an intense layer of arousal as he was constantly reminded of its presence. Henry’s dominant hold on him made Carl feel more helpless than ever, and in the depths of the night, Carl felt like a mere prisoner to his darkest desires.
Waking up with a throbbing erection in his new restrictive cage, Carl couldn't help but feel frustrated. The hornier he got, unable to touch himself, the more painfully frustrating it became. Carl tried to shift his body in the most comfortable way possible, to ease the throbbing and aching of his erection, all in vain. He remembered the disappointment in Henry's eyes when he thought he'd touched himself in the bathroom, and Carl promised he would never again break such an important rule. And so, he laid there in his bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall back asleep.
The first light of dawn started peeking through the curtains, and Carl sighed with relief.