Accidental Product Tester - 3 (Patreon)

Accidental Product Tester - Part 3

Why the hell did I give Serena the keys to my damn cock? I wondered to myself as I headed into work for the day, the chastity cage still very much in place. I knew the answer of course, attraction. Serena was clearly more interested in me when I had the chastity cage on and I thought letting her hold the keys was the best way to forge some kind of relationship. A weird, fucked up and kinky relationship maybe, but a relationship all the same.

So it was with a helplessly denied cock that I greeted Serena this morning.

“Hey, Denis.” Serena said as I joined her in turning on the lights on the displays around the store.

“Hey, how's it going?” I asked, even though the only question I wanted to ask was about the key to the chastity cage I was still locked in.

“It’s going fine. Little tired, I guess.” Serena shrugged as she gave her nonchalant answer.

“Yeah, I get that…” I figured if I was going to get things on topic, I would have to ask her outright. “So, umm, about the key….”

“What about it?” She asked, a smile playing at the corner of her lips.

“Well, I was wondering how long you were planning on keeping it?” I asked.

“That depends on how long you want me to keep it. You asked me to hang on to it after all.”

“Right, good point. I guess I wasn’t sure how this works, exactly.” I said, hoping she would give me something, anything to go on.

“How what works?”

“This.” I gestured towards my crotch, more frustrated than usual with her lack of input. “I’ve never really given someone the keys to my cock before….at least not voluntarily.”

“So why did you give them to me?” She asked, simply.

That was the question I had been asking myself all night. “I don’t really know.”

“Well, when you figure it out, then I’ll think about giving you the keys back.” Serena turned back to the shelf she was looking over before I walked in, as though that was the end of the conversation.

I sighed, frustrated and annoyed as I turned towards the back room, after a quick glance at her ass in the tight, black jeans she was wearing of course.

I spent an hour or so thinking about the conversation with Serena until I came up with the only logical explanation there was….I was an idiot!

“So, I was thinking about what you said earlier.” I said to Serena a little later in the day. “About why I gave you the keys to this cage.”

“Okay, and?” She folded her arms and watched me intently.

“I guess it’s because, I find you hot…and interesting.” I saw her eyes roll.

“No shit. You perv on me every time we work together, obviously you find me hot.”

“Right, but you never showed any interest in me until before you started locking my dick up on shift, so I guess I gave you the keys because I like it when you’re interested in me….I like the attention….or something.” That was the only explanation I could come up with anyway. That and the ‘idiot’ thing.

“So you gave me the keys because you like my attention?” She said, carefully.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Okay, well you have my attention. As long as you keep being a good boy that is.” The way she said‘good boy’ caused my cock to stir in the cage. Just then we heard the chime of the door opening. “Gotta go, customers.” Serena quickly dashed out of the store room to deal with whoever had just walked in while I stood there wondering what that conversation meant.

A few minutes later, I heard Serena call to me from the register. “Hey, Denis, could you come out here a sec?” That was weird, she never called me for anything.

When I exited the curtain from the backroom, I saw Serena talking to a couple, the woman seemed to be examining what was on the counter while the man looked on, a little embarrassed.

Serena spoke before I could ask what she needed. “This here is our stock boy and product tester, Denis.” I wanted to object to her description of me but kept quiet as I looked at the items on the counter, a selection of different gags. “Denis, this nice couple are wanting to try out a little gag play but weren’t sure where to start. You don’t mind helping out with a little demonstration, do you?” She narrowed her eyes at me, silently communicating. I knew the right answer.

“Of course not. Happy to help.” I said.

“Great, then open wide.” Serena grabbed up a simple looking ball gag with a red ball and black strap. I let her put the ball in my mouth and buckle the strap in place around my head. “So this is one of the most common types of gags, you’ve probably seen them somewhere. They’re pretty simple and kind of effective.” Serena was in sales mode as she turned to me. “How does it feel, Denis?”

“Ick fweesh ohckayy.” I replied, my response largely garbled by the gag.

“Like I said, mostly effective but still able to communicate in some way. But it’s pretty much a one-size-fits-all kind of thing so they’re pretty accessible.”

“Looks good,” the girl said, turning to her boyfriend, “what do you think, sweetie?”

“Yeah…it looks okay, and it sounds like I might still be able to talk a little.” The boyfriend said.

Serena perked up a little and picked up another gag from the counter. “But if you guys wanted to try something a little more ‘daring’ then we also have this….” She told me to remove the gag from my mouth, which I did after a little fumbling behind my head. I was shocked and worried by what she had in her hand. “This one is a little more expensive, but as you can see, it’s designed to fill the subject's mouth more effectively.”

‘Fill the subject's mouth’ was right. The gag Serena was showing off had a short but thick dildo attached to the front. “Denis, open up.” I didn’t do as she said right away, embarrassed at having a rubber cock shoved in my mouth in front of two complete strangers. “Denis.” She said again, pointing the cock at me.

“Right, sure.” I opened my mouth and Serena shoved the cock/gag inside straight away, a little rougher than I would have liked.

She quickly moved behind me to secure the buckle in place. “Okay, Denis, how does this one feel?”

The thick cock kept my tongue pressed down in my mouth and I knew I would be able to make very little sound with this gag in place. “Grmmm, mmf.” I said as the rubber shaft almost tickled the back of my throat, causing saliva to build up in my mouth.

“You may notice that your subject can’t really make any coherent sounds with this gag in place.” Serena said as I blushed. “And this particular model comes with another edition that isn’t on most typical gags.” She moved behind me to the buckle and I heard a soft ‘snick’. “There’s a small hole in the buckle pin designed to fit a padlock, so the gag can be locked in place.”

“Grrmmm!” I tried to protest.

“See,” Serena said, “much more effective at keeping subs quiet. If you like the look of this model, I’ll throw in the padlock for free. Whaddya say?”

“We’ll take it!” The girl said, enthusiastically.

“Wait, that one?” Said the boyfriend.

“Don’t worry, sweetie. It’ll be lots of fun, promise.” I stood there awkwardly with the gag locked in place while Serena served the customers and rang up the purchase. When they were out of the door, I made another noise that I hoped sounded like a question.

“Hmm, Ya know, you don’t really need to be able to talk for your job, so I think I’ll leave that gag in place for a while.” She said, pocketing the keys.

“Hmmmff.”

“I’d keep those protests down if I were you, there’s plenty of other things in this store that I could lock onto you. Now why don’t you get back to whatever it is you were doing?” Serena shooed me away with a wave of her hands, leaving me to go back to my inventory list with a rubber cock locked into my mouth. “And make sure you clean your loser drool off that ball gag.”

I let out a burst of annoyed air through my nostrils as I picked up the ball gag that had been in my mouth and took it to a sink in the back to clean off.

It was weird being made to work with the gag in place. It wasn’t like I actually talked much when I was alone back here, but having the ability taken away was still a little surreal. Drool kept pooling up and dripping out past my lower lip.

“How’s it going back here?” Serena’s voice startled me a little later in the day.

“Grrmmmm!” I moaned, pointing at the gag.

“Ugh, you’re drooling. Pathetic. Although I’m used to seeing you drool over my ass so I suppose this shouldn’t be a surprise.”

“Hmmm.” I whined as her teasing words started to wake up my trapped cock.

“Want me to unlock your gag?” I nodded. “Okay, I guess I can do that. You’ve spent long enough with a cock in your mouth for one day.”

“Mmmmf.” I whined.

“But I don’t think I should have to stretch up there, get on your knees.” Serena was pointing down to a spot on the floor in front of her.

“Mmmmf.” I objected to kneeling in front of her.

“Fine, stay in the gag, see if I care.” I dropped quickly to my knees, moaning into the gag as Serena made a show of turning away until I was on my knees, silently begging.

“There, that’s better. A much more natural position for you.” She stepped in close to me to unlock the gag, reaching behind my head left me face to face with her crotch. I found myself staring at the spot where her thighs met. Hidden by a zipper and some denim, I wondered what kind of underwear she would be wearing.

“What are you looking at perv?” She asked, finally sliding the gag out of my mouth.

“Ahh, fuck.” I stretched my jaw out a little. “I wasn’t looking at anything.” I moved to stand up, but Serena stopped me with a hand on my head.

“Don’t lie. You were staring at my crotch.”

“Well it was right there…” I replied.

“I knew it. Ah well, I guess you’ve earned a little something, I suppose. Go ahead, give her a little kiss.” Serena leaned her crotch closer to my face, bringing the zippered triangle of denim to my lips. I kissed the patch of fabric, feeling my cock try to burst free from the cage at just that little kiss. “Good boy.” Serena said, stroking my hair a little before walking away.

“Serena, wait.” I said, scrambling back to my feet. She turned to stare at me, an impatient look on her face. “The cage. It’s….tight. How long do I need to wear it for?”

“Aww, is the little pervert getting turned on because Mommy is being mean to him?”

“Serena, please. I’m serious, this thing is killing me right now.” I said, knowing she was right in her assessment.

“I assume it’s tight because you let me put you in the extra small cage.” I blushed as I was reminded of that annoyingly humiliating fact. “Besides, I don’t have the key with me.”

“You don’t?”

“No, of course not. Why would I need access to your little cock while I’m at work?” She said, smirking.

“I don’t know…I guess you wouldn’t. You really don’t have the key.”

“No.” Serena got a look in her eye that should have had me worried. “So I guess that means that if you want out of the cage then you’ll have to come back to my apartment with me after work. How does that sound?”

“Uh-Okay.” I replied. All the times I had fantasized about Serena inviting me back to her apartment, and now it was finally happening, and all it took was for me to give her the keys to my chastity cage.

The rest of the shift dragged by until closing time, while I was anticipating what would happen when I went home with Serena. We closed up the shop and turned to walk home, with me alongside her.

“What do you think you're doing?” She said, as I fell in step with her.

“I thought I was coming back to your place?”

“You are, but you're not my boyfriend, so you don't get to walk like it.” Said Serena.

“What the hell do you mean? I don't know where you live.”

“Then you can walk behind me, stay a few steps away. You can stare at my ass as we walk, I know how much you love to do that anyway.” Serena turned and walked away down the street, leaving me following along behind her.

I found myself watching her ass, exactly as she said I should do. It felt a little weird to be basically following her home, staring at her ass with her barely acknowledging that I was there. But Serena’s attitudes and temperature changes always left me a little confused anyway, so I was just going with it.

I followed her into her apartment building a few blocks away from the store and stood behind her in the elevator, she never acknowledged me the whole trip. She opened her door and stood aside to allow me to walk in.

I didn't know what to say except. “Nice place.” Although I could immediately see that Serena was somewhat untidy. A few empty pizza boxes and snack wrappers were strewn about her living room area along with a smattering of dirty laundry and empty glasses and plates.

“That's a lie. I haven't tidied up in about a week.” She replied, shrugging off her jacket and tossing it across the back of a chair.

I saw an artist sketchbook open with a few pages torn out with drawings. “Hey, you draw?” I asked, looking down at some of her sketches.

“Hey!” She scrambled to gather up the drawings and slammed the pad closed. “I didn't bring you here to snoop through my stuff.” Serena said, blushing slightly.

One of the drawings she had sketched out was clearly a picture of a woman standing over a person on all fours wearing a maids uniform. “Sorry, I was just gonna say they looked pretty good.”

“Thanks, I guess. I'm still practicing to be a tattoo artist. I designed most of my own tattoos, actually.”

“Well they look great, the parts of them that I can see anyway.” I said, glancing at the tribal pattern on her midriff near her bellybutton.

“Be good and maybe you'll see more of them.” She replied.

“Speaking of being good, about the cage….” I asked, getting us back on topic.

“Well, I'll be honest with you. If you leave it up to me, you'll definitely be in that cage when you leave here. But if you're a good boy, then you might leave here less frustrated than when you arrived.”

I swallowed. “Okayyy, so what do you want to do?”

“Well, to start with, I want to see that extra small cage.” Said Serena.

“Why?”

“Because I know it embarrasses you, and I find that arousing.”

“You're serious. You get off on seeing me embarrassed?”

“Yeah, so? I know you like it too, so why not skip to the part where you do what you're told, and maybe you get something out of it.” Serena was watching me intently.

I decided it was pointless objecting, after Serena had already me cum in an embarrassingly short amount of time once before. “Fine.” I lowered my pants and underwear, exposing the small, pink cage that she herself had locked me into.

I saw that hungry smile spread across her face as she stared at me. “Mmmm, look at the little guy. So cute.”

“It's not ‘cute’.” I said, a little pouty.

“Sure it is, all trapped and squished up and small.”

“Could you stop calling it small?” I said.

“But it is. And that's fine, I like boys with small dicks like yours. It's so much easier to tease. You should be proud of your little cock. I would be far less interested in you if you had something bigger down there.” I hated the fact that the cage was getting tighter as she spoke. “See, you like it when I tease you, don't you?”

I didn't answer. What could I say to that, really?

“Aww, now you're all shy. But you don't have to be, not with me. In fact, take off all of your clothes. I want you naked unless I say otherwise.”

I did as she said and took off the rest of my clothes. “There, feel free to take off some of your own.”

“Oh, Denis, you don’t get to give me orders, but I do feel like taking off my clothes actually, I was just scared that you might cum in your pants if you didn’t get them out of the way first.” Serena said. I watched as she lifted her top over her head, leaving her in just her bra with her dark red hair falling untidily over her shoulders.

“Come on, Serena, I'm hardly going to cum in my pants.” I said as I stared at her boobs, wishing that the bra would disappear.

“And yet you can barely look away from my tits already.” She had me there. “Try to keep yourself under control for this part, I know how much you love my ass.” She actually turned her back to me as she removed her pants. Her jeans slid over her cheeks and I watched them almost bounce free, the thick, rounded flesh of her ass jiggled a little as she bent forward to take off her jeans. All that was hiding her ass was a small, dark red thong. I was practically drooling as she stepped out of her jeans. “So, what do you think? Is this like a dream come true for a perv like you or what?”

“Fuck. That is a seriously amazing ass.” I said, honestly.

“Glad you think so, then you won’t mind crawling over here and giving it a little kiss.”

“Not at all.” I said, eagerly dropping down to my knees behind her, I wasn’t too far away from her so there was not a lot of crawling to be done before I leaned in and kissed one of her ass cheeks, feeling the flesh yield slightly as I pressed my lips to it.

“Good boy.” Serena said, causing a jolt of arousal. “Now follow me, and stay on your knees. You’re more like a pet than anything else, so you may as well crawl.”

I felt a little ashamed and humiliated at her comments, but it wasn’t enough to stop me from crawling happily behind her, watching as her ass swayed right in front of my eyes while I followed her to her room. Truth be told I was glad to be on my knees, the view was much better from there.

Serena turned to face me, stealing my view of her ass away. “Okay, little simp, time for you to earn your keep. You ever go down on a girl before?”

“Once or twice.” I answered, hoping this was going where I think it was going.

“Great, because I want you to get me off, and since your little dick is locked up and useless, you’re going to eat me out. Do a good enough job and I might reward you.”

The way she said it was so casual and open, no foreplay or seduction required, she just told me what I was going to do, and knew that I wouldn’t refuse. “Okay.” Was all I could think to say.

“Well, get to work. Make yourself useful.” She leaned back on the bed, resting on her elbows and parting her legs.

I reached up and pulled her thong down her legs, exposing her naked pussy to me as my caged dick tried in vain to burst free from the cage. I prayed I would do a good enough job as I leaned in to kiss her most intimate area.

I kissed and licked her shaved pussy, listening intently for any signs that she was enjoying it, more determined to get her off than I had ever been with any other girl in my life. I needed her to enjoy this.

“Mmmm, that’s it, right there.” She let a out a low moan and indicated that I was on the right track, so I kept up my focus, darting my tongue up and down her folds, feeling the tell tale twitches in her thighs as I she started to enjoy my work.

“Fuck, that’s it. Good little loser…..Lick me, make me cum. Faster. Higher…there, there…..Ohhhhh fuck!” I responded to her words and licked for all I was worth, feeling her orgasm build as her thighs clenched around my ears. I felt a warm rush of liquid slowly coat my tongue as she came, moaning and clenching as I rejoiced in my job well done.

When she was done, she sat up and looked at my no doubt wet face. “Not bad, pet. Maybe I’ll keep you around after all.” That was as close to compliment as I could hope for from her.

“Glad to hear it, so…..does that mean?” I left the question hanging.

“Okay, I'll give you a choice, you've earned your keys back after all.” Serena said, toying with the key to my freedom in one of her hands. “Option one I'll give you the keys, you can take it home and do whatever you want with it, easy, boring.” Said Serena.

“Okay, I assume there's an option two?” I asked.

“Option two is definitely what's best for you. Option two is I unlock you myself, give you a little ‘helping hand’ but then you go right back in the cage and leave here with it on.”

“So what's to stop me from picking option one?” I asked.

“Nothing.” She replied, before adding, “Nothing except your own submissive loser nature.”

“Hey!” I said.

“What? Are you saying I'm wrong?” She said, confidently.

“You don't have to be so mean about it.” I mumbled.

“Oh but I do, because I enjoy it. But hey, if you want me to stop, take option one, take the key and get out of here.”

I stared at the key for a long moment, trying to will myself to take it, just to prove her wrong, but the sight of her, sitting there in just her bra with that smile that said she knew what I was going to do. “Fine, I choose option two.”

“Of course you do. Because you're a desperate little sub who needs a dom to tell him what to do. Now, go sit in that chair.” As if to prove her right, I sat, naked save for the cage.

Serena walked over to my chair and planted herself firmly in my lap, her naked pussy pressing against the cage, I could feel her warmth and wetness from the orgasm I had just gave her. I watched in slow motion as she reached behind herself to remove her bra, finally giving me a view of the tits I had spent so long stealing glances at. A tribal tattoo started in between her boobs and wrapped around the bottoms of them symmetrically. One of her nipples was pierced with a shiny silver bar and I was mesmerized by the sight. If not for the cage still being locked, I fear I would have come right then and there.

SHe shuffled further forward on my lap so her boobs were pressing against mine and reached down between our bodies, her hand fiddled around with the cage until I felt it unlock and finally my cock was free.

“Fuck!” I moaned as I became fully erect within seconds of being freed.

“Having fun so far?” She asked.

“Fuck yeah.”

“Thought so. You’ve earned this.” Then she kissed me, passionately, dominantly. She shoved her tongue into my mouth hard as she ground her hips on my lap, I could feel her grinding against my cock without letting me enter her.

She kept this up for a while, shuffling around and stimulating my desperate cock as she kissed me and rubbed her naked breasts all over me. It got to a point where I felt I really was going to cum. “S-Serena I think I’m…” I was embarrassed to admit it but I think she knew what she was doing.

“Think you’re what, stud? Going to cum? Already. From just a little kissing.” She didn’t stop kissing or grinding on my lap. “Come on, subby, you can hold it in. You don’t really prove that you’re just a little prejac with a tiny dick, do you?”

“Ohhh fuck, Serena…!” I couldn’t hold it back anymore, I felt the orgasm hit and I sprayed cum all over both of our stomachs. “Fuck!” I moaned as well as blushed, Serena’s words cutting through me. Cumming from just a little kissing. It was much more than kissing of course, but that didn’t matter to her, her point was proven and the seed was planted in my head, to her I was just a prejac with a small cock.

“Hahaha, seriously? You came before I could even touch your cock, let alone fuck you. You really are hopeless.” Serena teased me as she slid off of my lap, looking down at my slowly softening cock and the mess it had made.

“That was your fault. You were grinding and naked and I have been locked in a cage for days.” I said, trying to defend my position.

“Excuses, excuses. It’s a good job I’m keeping you in chastity, don’t want you jizzing in your pants next time you stare at my ass.” Serena said as she wiped her stomach down.

“I’m not gonna cum in my pants. You’re hot but not that hot.”

“Pfft, please. I could have you cumming in your pants like a little premie loser any time I wanted.” She said with too much confidence. “Now clean yourself up so I can lock the cage back on you….”

I did just that and let Serena lock the cage back on my cock. When that was done, I reached down to grab my boxers but she stopped me. “Wait. Not those, here.” She tossed me the panties she had been wearing earlier. “Put those on.”

“These. Why?” I asked as I held onto the dark red thong.

“Because I said so, obviously. But mostly because it embarrasses you, and that turns me on. Plus a guy with a cock as small as yours is better off in panties anyway. So put em on.”

“Fine.” I pulled the thong up my legs, feeling how it rode up into my ass and barely concealed the small chastity cage. “Happy now?”

“Hahaha, very. Now finish getting dressed and get out of here. We both have work tomorrow and I’m done playing with you for today.”

I got dressed, hiding the thong from view and prepared to leave. Serena walked me to the door. “Okay, big guy, put your number in here.” She handed me her phone to exchange numbers. “And tomorrow, you wear my panties to work.”

“To work? Serena I’m not-”

“Wear my panties to work tomorrow. That’s an order. Besides, it will turn me on to know you’re wearing them, and I’m a lot more fun when I’m turned on.” She switched to a low, seductive voice for that last part and I knew I would be doing as she said.

—

It was a weird walk to work the next day, the red thong splitting my ass cheeks and cupping my caged package. I received a text from Serena as I walked, ‘don’t forget to wear my thong to work today’.

I was paranoid about every person I passed on my way to work and even more so when I heard someone behind me. Could they see the thong? Was it riding up? So I was naturally relieved when I got to the shop to escape to the comfort of my quiet storeroom.

So imagine my surprise when I walked in to find Gwen setting up the shop, instead of Serena. “Gwen? What are you doing here?”

“Well hello to you too.” Gwen said, rolling her eyes.

“Sorry, I was expecting Serena.” I said.

“Hate to disappoint you with my ‘inferior ass’, but she called me late last night and asked if I could switch shifts with her. So you’ll just have to save your perving for another day.” Said Gwen.

“Fair enough. Looks like I’m stuck with you for the day then. I’ll get started in the back.”

As soon as I was out of Gwen’s earshot I took out my phone and texted Serena. ‘You’re not working?’.

‘Nah, thought it would be more fun to think of you scrambling to hide your thong from Gwen instead. DON’T TAKE IT OFF!!!’.

Shit. It was bad enough knowing Gwen had been present for the maid outfit demonstration, but at least I had been paid well for that, I would never live it down if she caught me in a thong at work.

This could end up being a very embarrassing shift for me.

End part 3