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April 2030
It was 11.30 am. Without knocking Mike walked into an office. It had a great view of the city. It was one of his favourite days of the week. It proved that no one was immune, if they had fallen foul do the 2025 Chastity Act. Behind him nervously stood Fred, who was just starting out on his new career.
Charlie was on the phone. Talking about an important deal he had been working on for the last six months. He was one of the senior partners in his company, and had the luxury of his own office.
"Come on Dave, stop talking bollocks we need to get the sorted by the end of the day. " Suddenly he went quiet. It took a while for him to get back to where he was"Sorry Dave. Something's come up. I'll get back to you "
Charlie watched as the older of the two men began to rub the fabric of his jeans. Highlighting the bulge that was underneath, The jeans were so tight that it was impossible to ignore that there was some significant length and girth ready to be unleashed, Charlie licked his lips, before he remembered why they were here.
"Hello Sir" "Hello Charlie, it's the time of the week" Mike said with a grin."This is Fred, Today's my last day . He's taking you over. Aren't you" "Yes Frank" Charlie turned round he was disappointed but then saw that the younger man if anything had an even bigger dick. "Disappointed are we?'
Charlie who ten minutes earlier had been shouting the odds and domineering had been reduced to a nervous wreck. He was no longer sitting at his desk, but standing in front of it his arms behind his back and head bowed.
The older man walked up to Charlie and began to rub his crotch. "Looks fine to me. Want to try" Fred walked up and grabbed the crotch. "Yes, Mike looks as if it's there" "We still need to check though."
Mike older man began to loosen Charlies belt and then unfastened the trouser, before pulling them down. There were no underpants to add any complications. Both men sniggered as Charlie still looking at the floor blushed, especially as some cum started to dribble out. After four years he was still ashamed. Charlie was locked in chastity, the two other men were there to make sure that he hadn't somehow taken the cage off.
Five years earlier the city had introduced the Chastity Act. It meant that men who met or in some case failed to met certain criteria were required to have their cocks locked away.
The original law had been conceived as an alternative to filling up the prison system, now only serious offenders , such as murderers and rapists were in prisons, any one else was simply sentenced to a set period in chastity. It was also used as a way of ensuring those who had enraged morally decency were made an example of. Charlie was one such man. Single and handsome he had always been a hit with the women. Unfortunately this meant that he had also left quite a few pregnant. So many that child support had become quite a problem for him. A problem he solved by not paying.
Five years earlier despite being given many warnings about the consequences Charlie had refused to pay up, so the court had sentenced him to chastity. Due to his intransigence it was a lifetime sentence, with strictly supervised release.
This is where Mike and Fred men came in. They were Chastity enforcers. There were two types of enforcers , those who had a list of men whose compliance they were responsible for, and those who had the power to check on any man who was marked as being locked. Fred who was starting out on his career was the former. Mike had transitioned between the two and would soon be one of the most powerful chastity checkers in the city.
Not that it was difficult to hide one's status. Firstly most locked men had a little padlock that was locked into the right ear lobe. Mike and others in his position had a key hanging from the left ear. For Mike's new role a more recent advance was also useful microchipping.Depending on the length of the sentence a microchip would be inserted, that could be tracked on the phones of superusers like Mike.
"This is the highlight of your week Charlie Boy" said Mike as he walked up to the suited man. "Look Fred. All secure , he won't be getting any woman pregnant ever again. Not in the traditional manner anyway, Such a shame too he has such a beautiful dick. Next month he'll be allowed out of to for half an hour, Hygiene purposes they say. It will give you a good edging opportunity too. You love that don't you Charlie."
Mike had been in charge of his chastity since the day he was locked, and took great delight in once a month unlocking his cage and wanking him off. That first time he came and spluttered cum all over Mike's trousers. As a result now he was usually just edged, which made it agony when the cage was put back on.
Today however Charlie knew what was next he walked back to the front of his desk and leant forward he griped the sides of the table. Now that the cage had been checked, Mike was going to fuck him.
"This is usually the only way that Charlie here gets to cum. I fuck it out of him" Charlie closed his eyes and tried to recall his past. He used to enjoy fucking, he missed it, now the only release he'd get was when Mike visited once a week,
"Fred, take your dick out and come round the other side. He's got another hole that needs filling" Charlie looked up and was faced by the younger man groin, as he knelt on the desk. He took a deep breath it was good twelve inches. The younger man pushed Charlie's head on to his dick and began to fuck.
It took a lot of effort for Charlie not to gag, he thought that Mike's, 9 inches was long enough, he felt shame as he realised that he was looking forward to having it up his arse in the weeks and months ahead.
"Get a move on, we've got five minutes left" The two men sped up the pace before filling Charlie with a stream of cum.
With very little ceremony the three men reset their clothes. Charlie went back to his seat. "Dave, have you sorted your shit out yet" Fred looked back just before he closed the door "See you next week boy" Charlie's locked dick squeezed out a dribble of cum.
Mike was now back on the street, he had left Fred alone, there were three other men in Charlies office block who were locked, all senior executives, who had come to regret being the lothsarios they had been. Each of them was getting their introduction to Fred's dick that day.
Mike had already checked on half a dozen men, and there were as many more to see before tea time. One of the best perks about his job was he could spend as little or as much time on the checking as he wanted. Not long after he had exited Charlie's office he had spotted a twenty something sitting outside a caffe, with the tell-tale ear piercing. He didn't recognise him, but marched up and without saying a word just pointed to the key in his ear. The man was on almost automatic pilot as he undid his trousers and pulled out his locked dick. "Well done" was Mike's only response other than giving the balls a tight squeeze. The young man zipped his trousers up and returned to drinking his coffee. Mike almost felt sorry for him as he knew that he'd probably be targeted again before the day was over.
Next up was a visit to the gym. On the way he passed a poster that was calling for the repeal of the act. Support for this was oddly small, usually from previously vigorous supporters who had somehow managed to send up at the receiving end of the legislation they had long championed. There were at least three MPs that Mike had responsibility for, all of who regretted having championed the bill when the penis size clause was added.
He preferred a male only gym, mainly because it made his task of checking so much easier. He arrival was announced over the tannoy, so by the time he was on the gym floor four of the ten men who were there were stropped naked. Although he had no intention of doing an intimate check, just seeing the metal cages on display was enough. It also reminded him of one of the reasons why he enjoyed the job so much. Each one of these men called him Sir.
After the gym Mike needed a coffee. He knew exactly where to go. He walked in and took one look at the customers. Four men minding their own business, one look and he could tell that they were locked, or at least should be locked. He turned round and bolted the door. "Ok gentlemen , let's see what you've got. Automatically each of the stood and lined up, their trousers down at their ankles.
"I don't think I've met any of you before. Tell me how long you've been locked" Not that he needed to know his cage tracker app told him. He just got off on that extra level of humiliation. "Two years sir","three Sir". "three Sir" "two weeks Sir'. The last was a young man in his mid twenties. Mike flicked the young man's testicles with his fingers. "Let me guess you have a tiny penis" The young man nodded he was clearly embarrassed. "Nothing to be ashamed of young man, if it's as tiny as this app says you aren't really missing out" He grabbed the man's hand and placed it on the bulge that was evident in his trousers. He could tell by the way that the man's eyes widened that he could get his fourth fuck of the day. "Gentleman you can pull your trousers back up. You what's your name?" "Dom Sir" Mike laughed at the irony. "Dom come with me."
At the counter the lone barista was already showing off his cage, relieved that Mike had targeted one of his customers for an unloading of cum and not him. "Not today sorry Phil" Mike said as he ushered Dom to the back of the coffee shop. His dick was already leaking. Dom was in for a treat.
Twenty minutes later, Mike had made sure that he app would tell him whenever Dom was in his vicinity. As much as he enjoyed checking and humiliating former ladies men like Charlie, he much preferred making a connection with submissive gay boys like Dom., especially when they had such a receptive throat. There was more scope to develop a relationship. If Dom was lucky he'd be a permanent and exclusive part of Mike's stable. He looked as his watch he had half an hour to get to his next destination.
In another part of town two men were sat down naked waiting nervously. They were just two of a dozen people in the waiting room. They were however the youngest. It was their twenty-second birthday. Whereas some of their contemporaries would be spending the day celebrating, theirs would be marked in a very different way. They had been blessed or rather cursed with tiny dicks, two inches long when hard. The Chastity Act said that dicks shorter than 4 inches exactly when erect had to be locked away. The theory was that it would save their owners from the embarrassment of showing them in changing rooms, and reducing the number of sexually dissatisfied partners. Tom and Tim had known since their 18 birthday that this was their fate. As a result they had endured four years of ridicule and embarrassment, and were looking forward to the end of the torment. Tim absent mindedly placed his hand on his dick and started to play with himself. Tom was sat opposite him, and looked horrified. "Might as well try and enjoy myself whilst I can" Tim responded.
It was then that Mike walked in. He looked round. "I hope you all are getting ready to say good bye to your dicks" There was silence, broken by a stern voiced woman this one is. "Aren't you dear" Mike went and looked at the man's form. The most pathetic type of all. The chastity cuck.
The woman was his wife, whose hand was firmly gripping a smiling well endowed man who sat next to her. After only six months of marriage she was having second thoughts as he was unable to satisfy her, even though his cock was a decent eight inches long. This was now a valid reason for divorce, but he couldn't face the indignity of people knowing he was a flop in bed, the alternative was to continue the charade of marriage, but his dick had to be locked away.The form indicated that she had already taken a lover, who was more than able to not only satisfy her, and her husband too. Mike would have usually enjoyed the spectacle of watching the wife lock the cage on, but even he felt sorry for a man whose life of chastity would begin at the hands of her lover.
"You two in there" he pointed at Tim and Tom. With some hesitation the youths followed Mike. You, he said pointing at Tim, on your knees. Now suck him off. Tim was unsure but took Toms nub into his mouth, and began to suck. No sooner than he had got Tom hard he was instructed to stop. Swap places. Tim then started to suck off Tom, again this was curtailed. Stop Mike laughed. Now both of you get on your knees. Mike briefly left the room. He returned with the Chastity cuck's wife's lover. He pointed at Tom, without a word the lover walked up to him and pushed his dick into the young man's mouth. Mike did the same with Tim. The only sound in the room for the next ten minutes was the gaging as the young men tried their best to accommodate the large dicks in their mouths. Eventually both men gagged as their throats were filled with cum which was soon dribbling on the floor beneath them.
"Thanks. It won't be long before you get to lock him up."
The lover left. "Lick that mess up" As the two men grovelled on the floor Mike spoke" See lads I wanted to demonstrate why such pathetic excuses of dicks need to get locked up. Which did you enjoy more sucking those small things between your legs, or the large ones that just made you gag"
Mike wasn't expecting an answer. "Stand" He held a set of balls in each hand and gave then a squeeze. He tool delight oil seeing the men squirm. "Ok I can't waste any more time . Time to get you ready. He opened a cabinet. He held up two cages, these are the ones I usually put on first timers. But I've decided I'm going to the next size down now rather than wait until what you have there has shrunk.
Tim watched as Tom grimaced as the cage was put on. "Why are you smiling?" Mike asked. Getting off on watching are you. Mike grabbed Tim's balls. "Actually I think I can go down another size for you " He went and produced a cage with a smaller ring and a shorter shaft Tim's smile quickly disappeared.
"Happy Birthday lads. Now go outside and wait to get chipped, and pierced. I look forward to seeing you around"
It was now home time. Mike mentally counted the number of cages he had checked that day. He was disappointed that he hadn't found anyone who was not complying. Disappointing but nonetheless not surprising as few wished to risk the punishment for being caught without their cage.
He opened the door, and was greeted by a kneeling figure. His slave, actually his husband but the fact that they had been married for a decade was rarely a consideration these days. Mike was always addressed as Sir, or Master. Mike would simply use the word Boy, slave and when talking ion the third person It. The slave was naked, firmly locked, and plugged. Unlike the men that Mike had checked almost daily for the last five years the slave was in chastity voluntarily. Before the legislation had been introduced they had regularly tried out short term chastity periods. At first it was as a bit of sun but it gradually changed as Mike discovered his dominant side.Especially when in his old job when Mike was away on business he'd lock up his husband just to remind him who was in control. When the chastity legislation was introduced there was a register for those who wanted to voluntarily be locked. Mike suggested that his husband sign up, initially hesitant the night that the new law became active Mike plied his husband with drinks , and managed to persuade him to sign the register, When he woke groggily the next day Mike gleefully showed him that his name was first on the register. Although the name could be removed relatively easily Mike's husband's reaction was to fall to his knees, kiss Mike's feet and say "Thank you Master"
The slave was so content with his locked status that every year on the anniversary he had arranged for a new cage to be delivered. Each one smaller than the previous one. The new cage had arrived that morning. Both men knew that if they were lucky there would only be two more cage sizes left.
Mike unlocked the cage, freeing his slave for the first time in a year. There was a recognition that there was a space half an hour when the slave could decide he lo longer wanted to continue. Half an hour in theory yet in practice every year the slave had begged to be locked up within the space of ten minutes. Mike looked at the free dick, at seven inches it was a decent size and was beautiful to look at, but he knew that locked away it would look even better. As he slowly fondled it he teased the slave, as perhaps this time he would allow it to cum. Of course he had no intention of doing so. "Please Master" No other words were required the new smaller cage was soon locked on. The slave fell to its knees and kissed its Master's feet. As it looked up it saw Mike's dick hard and erect ready to be worshipped. As the slave took the dick slowly in its mouth he smiled. As did Mike. If no one else was they were at least happy at the introduction of the Chastity Act 2025.