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The young man carefully shut the door to his bedroom and turned down the lights. He stepped over to the bed and carefully laid items out on it, including an inflatable butt plug, nipple clamps connected by a short chain, a keyring with several keys, and ten padlocks. He was completely naked, having showered, shaved, and given himself three enemas, the first one a soapsuds enema to clean himself out and then two clear water ones to get rid of the soap. He felt completely empty now, but knew that his ass would soon be filled again, this time with something a little different.
He turned to the left and opened the door to the small cage on the floor beside the bed. It was about three feet square, an almost perfect cube, constructed of strong two by fours and heavy metal bars with a locking door. It was mounted on rolling casters, well-oiled, and could be moved around easily. Inside were restraint straps cleverly bolted to the bars that would make it almost impossible to move once a slave was in them, including ankle and thigh straps, a thick leather belt, upper arm and wrist straps, and a ring to attach a hood to in order to immobilize the slave's head. The hood would also blindfold and gag the slave as well.
He picked up the inflatable butt plug, quickly lubricated it, and bent over the bed, spreading his legs far apart as he reached around to insert the plug. Taking a deep breath he slowly let it out as he pushed the plug against his sphincter, easing it slowly in and taking short breaths as he did so. The feeling of being stretched open intensified as the plug went in deeper, and then there was the sudden feeling of tightness again as his ass closed over the large end of the plug and squeezed shut around the narrow end. The base of the plug was now sealed tight against his ass, and then he took the pump in his hand and gave it four slow squeezes, feeling the plug inside him inflate with each pump. He gasped as he did so, feeling it swell inside him, uncomfortable but not painfully so. His discomfort was increased by the feeling of his cock trapped inside its chastity cage, trying to attain a full arousal, but the cage was far too small for that. His hands went to the cage anyway, gripping it and pumping the cage a little in an effort to obtain some pleasure, but all it did was frustrate him to no end and increase his arousal.
Trying to calm down he shut his eyes and took several slow breaths, willing himself to not concentrate on the feeling of being helplessly violated by the plug in his ass. He was only somewhat successful, and he then picked up the hood and shook it out. It was a heavy leather hood, with attached blindfold and heavy leather ballgag, both of which could be fitted in place on the hood with two snaps on either side. It opened in the back and was closed by means of eyelets and lacing, and it took him a minute to open it enough to get his head inside and then tighten the laces so that the hood conformed tightly to his head.
He opened his mouth with some difficulty and worked the large ballgag inside and then secured it with the side snaps. He attached the blindfold on one side only, letting it dangle to the left, and then placed the padlocks in the cage in a small pile. There were four sets of two, each color-coded, and two padlocks with their own colors. On the keyring was six keys, each one color-coded to the locks. He then placed the clamps over his nipples, feeling the beginning pain as they closed on his flesh.
He took a moment to make sure the front door was unlocked, and then returned to place a cloth cover over the cage, tying it down on all sides except the front. Once the cover was on he opened the door to the cage and then placed the keyring on the bed into a tiny pocket sewn onto the outside of the cover. He sat down on the floor in front of the cage and then lifted himself into it backwards, sliding all the way to the back until he was sitting against the bars of the cage. The cover made it dim inside, and he leaned forward slightly to pull the door shut and then closed the latch. Reaching down to the cage floor he picked up one of the padlocks and placed it through the latch, and then took a deep breath as he squeezed it shut. He was still able to get free at this point he mused, as he tied the front corners of the cover down and leaned back - he knew he could still reach the keys in their pocket.
He started with his feet, buckling each leather restraint around his ankles and putting a padlock through each of the locking buckles. The thighs came next, pulling his legs out tight against the sides of the cage. These too were locked shut. He then took the waist belt around and secured it, pulling himself tight against the cage, and locked it as well. Next came the hood, securing tightly in the back, and then the left upper arm and wrist, also locked. This was the final step, he knew, and he had already prepared the last two restraints with sections of string so he could tighten them with his other hand. He quickly secured those string ends to the cage in reach of his left hand, and then slid his arm through the upper restraint, pulling it tight with his left hand while he placed the padlock with his right. The wrist was the last restraint, and he secured the blindfold first, plunging himself into darkness. He slid his hand through the loosely secured wrist manacle and pulled it tight with the string. He was holding the final padlock in his right hand, and he struggled for long minutes to insert the lock tongue through the locking buckle, missing again and again, working through it with patience and the process of elimination until he finally felt it slide home. His hand was cramping a little , and he let it rest for a few minutes before turning the lock so that the tongue rested against the manacle and then pushed it shut.
He was completely helpless now, and his chastity cage was full with his restrained cock, quite uncomfortable at this point given how aroused he was. He squirmed a little, experimentally, but he could move only scant milimeters in any direction. He could only make tiny sounds around the gag and couldn't see a thing. Time went by, and he was helpless, aroused, filled by the plug, and in pain from the nipple clamps. Then he heard the front door open.
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