Brandon still couldn’t believe the mess he was in. It seemed like just minutes ago he had been getting frisky with a guy in the club. He seemed fun enough, his clothing fitting the scene and that cute bandana around his face making him something of an enigma… brandon was basically drawn in like a moth to a light. But after hearing the small click of the lock. The realization of what this bondage session was really about… brandon felt crushed. “Dont feel so bad, ‘mutt’. If you can just prove that you can keep up with me, i’m sure you’ll be free in no time~ although, if you decide you don’t want to stick around, i’m more than happy to keep the key here until you do~” said the dark hedgehog, his green eyes dilating at the words.

 Brandon could tell his new master took a sick amount of glee from this, but there was nothing he could do. Already he could feel his cock straining against the tight, steel cage, his balls being pulled and strained to keep the erection down, causing him to grit his teeth. His bindings were cut, and he was freed, his “new master” commanding him to stand up with a single gesture. The two would leave the room, walking into “master”’s living room. 

“If you are to stay with me, you shall be playing by my rules. Your body is my property. Your soul is mine. As long as i have this key here, you do as I say. A bit of “hazing”, as you college kind like to call it, no?”

“I’m not in college.” Brandon would retort.

“Then I guess you’ll have no problems living here, now will you?” The dark hedgehog would reply, stifling laughter.

“I still have a job and apartment to tend to,”

“Oh, then I guess all of that is more important than your key, huh? I’ll just keep that tucked aw-”

“No… stop. What are you wanting.”

	If he had lips, “master” would be grinning ear to ear. Brandon could feel it. “That’s what i like to hear, mutt~ you’ll find your bedroom in that hall to the left. You shall reside there until I call on you again. You’ll find everything you need in there until then”.

Brandon would scoff at the audacity of this man, but he felt that would only anger the guy. If he was going to get out of this, he’d need to get out of the cage first. As such, he’d reluctantly walk to the bedroom, his master following behind. Once entering, his master would turn the light on, and subsequently lock the wolf in the room for the night. “See you tomorrow~” he’d hear through the door.

The room itself wasn’t as bad as Brandon expected. An actually presentable bed, a tv, dressers… the whole nine yards. But that doesn’t mean it wasn’t bad. A large dildo was very obviously presented in the center of the bed. Pinups of different men were pasted on each wall. The only clothing in each drawer would make what brandon usually wore look conservative. Anything he wore either left nothing to the imagination, or was so tight his cage was forced out. He resigned himself to just wearing nothing, getting into his new bed. “Well. at least I have this in here…”. After a few more minutes of wandering the room, brandon would eventually settle down for the night, hoping tomorrow wasn’t too horrible.

The wolf would awaken with the start the next morning, the door slammed open to his room. “Rise and shine~” his master said, in an all too creepy tone. Brandon would still be dazed from the day before. Beyond the alcohol finally wearing off of him, he would constantly be awakened through the night. Even the slightest erection would cause him pain, forcing him to wake up, try to calm down, and go back to sleep. The dark hedgehog could tell, but simply didn’t care, strolling in. “I see you’ve already hidden the toy I so graciously left out for you.”
“Yeah, it’s a little thing called subtlety. I ain’t using that thing. I thought this was about not having orgasms or pleasure.”
	“Quite the opposite, my canine slut… This chastity cage is for your pleasure. If you need to touch in order to get off, you simply aren’t letting yourself get pleasured by any other means… I will unlock you when you cum with the cage on.”
	The wolf would become angry. “And exactly how will that work, dickwad. The moment i even look at something wrong, it shoots pain through everything.”
	“Learn to love the pain, slut. Feelings are feelings, in the end, no one says they can’t be good ones. After all…” the dark hedgehog would slowly pull down his pants, showing a bulge in his boxers. “I know i love to see your pain~”
	Brandon would try to avoid eye contact, but it was no use. He was already imagining the thick member that his master had. He could see it clear as day from back when the hedgehog first showed it off to him at the club. There was something so taboo about that moment. So hot… Quickly the pain came in, breaking brandon from his daydream. He’d wince and whine, trying to ease the pain until his erection would rest. A dark chuckle would come from his master.
	“So cute, trying to save yourself from the pleasure of pain… I am sure we can fix that down the line, but for now, You need nourishment. Come with me. I have cooked you lunch, something that I doubt you even did for yourself…” Mephiles would trail off, turning around and walking out the door. “Make haste, mutt. If it gets cold you’re eating it cold”. 
	Brandon would grunt at the hedgehog, glaring as he left. As the pain subsided from his cage he’d get up and walk down the hallway, looking more at his surroundings. The guy must’ve run some start-up or own stocks in something, seemed he was at the very least well off given the various paintings, ornate furniture, and other knick knacks that furnished the halls, all this while still being at home on a Monday. The wolf would enter the kitchen, to see the meal that was prepared for him. It seemed the hedgehog had at least taken note of some of Brandon's interests, given that nachos had been freshly made and were waiting on the table. However, as Brandon would get closer, he’d notice something that bothered him. “Mephil-”
	“MASTER” the hedgehog would yell, interjecting the wolf with a red hot fury that made the usually confident wolf shiver slightly in fear. “...or sir, if you really hate that term.”
	“Sir…” Brandon would say calmly. “Did you seriously make me this food, just so you could cum on it and make me eat your cum.”
“That may have been the point, yes, but regardless, if you want the key, you better do as I say.”
	With this, brandon would get up. “Nah. Nope. It ain’t happening. You know what? I’m willing to leave this place without my dignity. I’ll just get a locksmith to open this. Have a good day, “sir”.” He’d turn to leave, grabbing the strewn clothes that mephiles seemed to have left on the couch. But when he reached down to pick up his next shirt… he’d shudder. A cold presence had made itself known on his caged cock. Looking down, he’d see a black goop, rising from what looked to be his shadow. The cage would be covered in the stuff, before quickly shooting into the lock. Brandon would try to grab the substance, but despite its gelatinous form, his hand would simply phase through everything that wasn’t in the lock, which felt like a sticky glue inside.
“Nice try, mutt. But you aren’t opening this cage. You may have gotten away with it had you said nothing… well, no. I would’ve done this had you left at all. But if you get released, you’re getting released on my terms. The shadows would encase the steel, quickly becoming as goopy as the lock. “From this point on, if you anger me again, there will be punishments, and if you do as i say you shall get rewards. For example…”
Brandon would grunt out in pain. What felt like dozens of needles shot into his cock through the cage, each jabbing but not puncturing. “Consider this a warning. And consider this an incentive~” The spikes would retract, before Brandon would feel the cage warm up. It felt wonderful, and soon, a low buzzing would commence. Brandon knew what was coming and would try to fight it off, but it was no use. The same pain of his chastity was still there. His nuts shooting pain through his body. The buzzing would soon stop again. “Now. Sit down brandon. Sit, and Eat.” the Eat sounded more like a command than anything, enunciated in a scolding manner. The wolf would whimper out, but return to his seat. He would eat dejectedly, the wolf glad that at least the jizz on his food didn’t add or subtract from the flavor, but he couldn’t believe the state he was in. 

A few days would pass after the first incident. Brandon’s new schedule wasn’t incredibly strenuous, but at the same time, wasn’t anything he desired. Master would use him from time to time, but that he could at least control. What he couldn’t control were the erections, but they became less frequent with each day. Master still felt this wasn’t good though, and would force the wolf to have erections, vibrating his cage while forcing the wolf to watch porn on his tv, but even then the pain was starting to hurt less and less. Brandon wondered if that was a good thing or a bad thing, but would resign himself to at least believe the closer he got to cumming with his cage on, the closer he’d be to leaving this horrid house, the annoying rules, and the overly pervy hedgehog he was forced to call “sir”. 
That was until Master called Brandon into the living room. When the wolf sat down on the plush couch, he would notice his old clothes on the table, folded neatly and apparently cleaned and washed. Considering they had been taken from him after his last “escape attempt”, as the hedgehog called it, he knew something was up. 
“I have a proposition for you, mutt” Master would say, as coolly as ever. It was very hard to read him when he wasn’t being a sadistic fuck, especially without the smile.
“And exactly what is that?” Brandon would reply, crossing his arms.
	“Well. I figure you would prefer some fresh air and to be out of the house. You’ve been a good boy recently, and I want to reward you”
“Why not use your “regular” reward?” Brandon would say with disdain, air quoting regular.
	“I have something else in mind for you, mutt. Would’ve thought that you’d figure that out yourself but if that’s so hard for you, maybe this training is working after a-”
“CAN IT. Just tell me what this stupid thing is so we can get it over with, OK!?” Brandon barked out. The hedgehog’s ire would spark, but remain calm. 
	“Well if you’d calm down i’d tell you. I want to give you a learning opportunity. The chance to not only gain an appreciation for a kink of mine, but also a chance at that orgasm, i figure that should be enough to get your attention?”
	Brandon would glare at the hedgehog. “Is this a proposal or a command?”
	“A bit of both. I assume you want a run through?” Master would ask. Brandon would look away from the hedgehog, but soon nod. 
“Now. We will be taking a walk, through this neighborhood, to the local shop for me to get some groceries, stop by your little rave, and then return home. This will all be tonight. You will be allowed to wear your usual clothes and act how you like. However…”
	Brandon would raise an eyebrow at the however, before feeling something creeping from behind him, sending a shiver down his spine. A quick jolt in his rear would cause him to involuntarily moan, shadows pouring into his hole, filling in tight. Bran would realize that this was a plug of sorts, and a big one as well. He wondered if he could even walk with it without discomfort.
“Now, I assume you could figure this out, but i can control this plug much like your cage. Make it as painful for you or pleasurable for you. But… I won’t do any pain unless you run. Instead though, in order to get the pleasure you possibly seek, you’ll have to do something a little… depraved~” 
Bran looked at the hedgehog, a slight fear in his heart with what the hedgehog meant. With his Masters track record, he really had no idea what could possibly be the twist. “T-That being?” bran stuttered out.
“I want you to expose yourself. To Men. To Women. I want you to undo your pants, show them your cage, and tell them how much you enjoy the tightness, the captivity, the pain~” Mephiles’ eyes had that sadistic glee once more. The kind of glee that told brandon it was going to be a long night. “Each time you do, you’ll get a small amount of pleasure. Perhaps more if you show some real enthusiasm and drive… If you cum, i’ll let you free, and let you leave with no cage. If you don’t…. Well. we will just have to try other options then, now won’t we?”
Brandon was silent. His mind was racing with the thought, and the embarrassment burned a hole through his chest. He thought he had lost his dignity when he got his cage, but that was just the start. Not to mention the club, if the regulars saw him doing that kind of stuff he’d be kicked out! Or worse, he’d be allowed in and never live it down… At the same time though, he felt that Sir would never keep his end of the bargain with the pain. He never did. He had no choice. It was either try and cum from this or… be stuck here forever, most likely. “...fine.” Brandon could barely believe he said it. As soon as the word left his mouth, regret washed over him. He was going to have to do this. There was no going back now.
	
	The day would come and go quickly, as Brandon mentally prepared himself for what was about to happen. Didn’t help that his Master would repeatedly use the vibrations every so often to keep him on his toes. Regardless, the two would soon be outside, Brandon in his normal attire and his master in something that the canine assumed was “Business Casual”. Then again he’d only heard of it in media. As they walked down the sidewalk, watching the lamps turn on as twilight sunk into the horizon, Brandon started to wonder if they’d even see anyone. However, that thought would be soon interrupted, as someone leaving their house called out. “Hey Mephiles! Long time no see!” the stranger cried out, a green cat it seemed. Mephiles would stop and, with a simple hand command, urge Brandon to stop as well. Brandon knew what was about to happen. “So good to see you clyde, how is the family?” Master would ask, a jovial tone in his voice.
	“Not too shabby, seems like you’ve got someone new around your arm eh?” The cat would respond, laughing “Sure he’s all over you like the rest of the guys i’ve seen!”
	Mephiles would roll his eyes “Yes well, he sure is a joy to work on… but I feel like you should get to know him, I’m sure he’d love to introduce himself!” He’d say, half commanding Brandon to speak up. A small jolt of vibration would make sure to catch the canine’s attention.
	‘This is it’, Brandon thought to himself, and with a shaky breath, he’d start to speak. “H-hi there. I’m brandon, and uhh.. I…” he’d trail off, his hands reaching for his pants. Slowly he’d unbutton them, pulling them down with his thong to show off his chastity cage to the other person. “My master has… put me in a cage.” He was embarrassed, ashamed, fearful of how the other would react. But those feelings only worsened when he felt that vibration kick up. That ever so slight kick. By this point his erections didn’t specifically hurt anymore. The tugging on his nuts just felt numb…
	The cat would look down, smirking. “Already getting him trained on this kinda stuff, huh Meph? The black suits the slut nicely..” 
	Brandon’s violet blush would only become brighter, looking away to see if anyone else had been in the area. Soon enough the cat would pull up, talking to mephiles once more about general matters. As the wolf pulled his pants up, he’d feel the vibration fade away. He hated to admit it but this was the first time those vibrations actually felt… good. He had been no stranger to exhibitionism but… on this level? He wasn’t sure how to feel.
	As the pair left the cat, they’d run into a few more of Master’s neighbors. Each time Brandon went through the same routine. Introduce himself, show his cage, get that small tinge of pleasure, only for it to stop when he pulled his pants back up. Right as they were about to exit the neighborhood however, they’d come across another person. Someone apparently walking home from work or a date, given their suit. They seemed less than pleased to see Mephiles. 
	The hedgehog would greet the stranger as he did the other neighbors. Brandon had figured it was the same deal, just some other kinky neighbor. “H-hi, my name is Brandon, I’m my Master’s new toy. I’ve recently been locked up, and have e-enjoyed my stay…” brandon had been so busy looking down at his cock, that he hadn’t realized the stranger’s glare was nothing like the others. Rather than kinky amusement or curiosity, the stranger was stunned. Even mephiles had an off-guard look, but soon would turn to kinky bemusement. The vibes went higher than they had before, although if bran had to guess it was mid-range. “I’m s-so s-sorry I-” 
	“So do you just fucking flash every single person that comese in sight!? Do you just Get Off on scarring people!?” each word seemed to turn the vibes higher, and brandon could only stand and stutter, no full words coming out. “I-I… A-ahhnnnn I-i’m..”
	“Listen Meph, you’ve done some fucked up shit, But this faggot is the final straw. I’m contacting the HOA.” he’d turn to leave, but not before giving the hedgehog a wink that brandon couldn’t notice. Mephiles would wink back, before walking along. The vibrations would subside but not fully, staying at a low buzz that mephiles would keep on for a few more minutes. 
	“Come on, Mutt, we still have more places to go on our tour, and you standing there living in the moment isn’t gonna get you any closer to your release~” Meph would say with a low chuckle. Brandon would be quick to follow afterwards, although walking a bit funny. Brandon couldn’t believe how good that all felt. The fact that he was getting off on that. The fact that he could simply let someone berate him in public and that it felt good. Not only that, he wanted more. It was the closest he’d felt to anything in days… and all that made him think of was the rave.
	The two would continue to the shop, only needing to stop once for a bear. As they entered the store though, Brandon would look at all the people walking through the store. There was no way that Master planned on making the wolf flash everyone… was there? Thankfully that did seem to be the case, the crowds were not meph’s ideal location, but Bran was sto still flash shoppers as they went through the aisles. Not only that, but the wolf was specifically directed to get more personal. Talk about how tight the cage was, how long he was locked for, how good it all felt… and the canine obeyed. “Y-you’re more than free to touch it, I wouldn’t feel anything anyways~” bran would say, a slightly lustful look in his eyes. His master was going harder with the vibrations, and as the two men he flashed walked away, confused as to what just happened, Master would look at the wolf. “It seems your getting into this, aren’t you?”
	“I-i’m getting on e-edge from this S-sir… I feel so close…” Brandon would whimper out. As the two would get close to the cashier, Sir would stroke the canine’s cheek, before his hand would trail down his backside, grabbing his ass. “That’s a good boy… you better keep this up though, if you want to finally be free~” Sir would say. The two would check out without a flash, but walking down the street, Brandon would be practically flashing everyone on the way to the rave. He was so close. So on edge. So ready, and yet he knew Sir was making those vibrations shorter and shorter. Trying to keep him on edge.
	Soon they would arrive at the club. Brandon would gulp, he knew this place well. Before Master he used to go at least once a week, getting trashed, getting flirty, getting fucked… but what was about to happen was gonna change all that. As the two gave IDs and walked in, the duo would note how packed the place was. It was easy to get lost in the crowd and just go hog wild, hell, that’s what Master did to Brandon what felt like so very long ago.
Brandon was so close. so terribly close. He knew that Master wouldn't just let him get off from just showing one or two people in the crowd... no. He needed something big to get that climax. The wolf would hop onto the DJ's stand, pushing the large seal at the stand out of the way. The music would stop as the canine grabbed the mic. "I GOT AN ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE." he'd shout, pulling down his pants. "MY MASTER PUT ME IN A CHASTITY CAGE AND IT'S BEEN THE BEST DECISION OF MY LIFE." he could feel it. the people staring at him. Some were laughing, others were shocked, he could see a few cameras recording. "THE PAIN IS GREAT. I LOVE FEELING SO SAFE AND LOCKED AWAY. MY LIFE IS IN MY MASTER’S HANDS AND... AND... AHHHHNnnnnnn...." he'd moan loud into the mic. his body was going numb. It was finally happening. A long string of cum started to leak and drool from his locked cock, falling onto the floor below. It all felt so good. but.... something was different about this. as he came, he realized there were no vibrations. there wasn't even so much as a tightness from his plug. His cage was still on but... there was nothing. He could see his master laughing from the front door, but more importantly, he could see the guards walking to the podium. "That's all. Enjoy your night!"

The two would return home minutes later. The guards hadn’t bothered to chase the two past the doors, but it felt like the chase lasted ages. The two would fall onto Master’s bed, and simply relax for a few moments. “Seems like you finally did it, Mutt~” Master would whisper into Brandon’s ear. Brandon still couldn’t believe what happened, and yet he wished he could go through the entire thing again. He’d never felt more alive. In fact, watching the black shadows leaving his cock cage almost felt… wrong. He had finally been getting used to the cage he was stuck in and now it was about to leave? 
“W-wait.” Brandon would quickly say. He felt a pit in his stomach. He knew if he said what he wanted to say, he’d never know when this kind of situation would happen again. With a sigh, he’d resign himself. “I-I… I d-don’t want to be unlocked yet.”
Master would chuckle darkly, giving something akin to a kiss to the mutt’s forehead. “Alright. I guess i’ll just have to find something else to tease you with then~” the two would laugh for a few minutes, the dark laughs soon becoming more… warm. Wholesome. The two would soon fall asleep, with Sir having to decide what to break Brandon with next.