He was in his room, looking at his computer. I was at my desk, pretending to work but worried about my future in this company. I made a mistake last night when I was horny and drunk. I sent him a picture of my locked cock, and this will probably cost me my job.
Well, he didn't say anything though, and it didn't take long until I realized my mistake. Could it be that he didn't have a chance to look at the message?
He didn't say anything. He didn't even ask me about the deleted message. He was just silent, and I think that's worse than saying anything.
I decided to stand up and grab a coffee in our office kitchen. If I'm going to get fired, at least I can have one last coffee. Black and no sugar, just like this Monday morning.
I feel my cock inside its cage when I remember that I sent him the picture. Is it right to feel excited about being exposed like this, even though it could cost me my job? Well, I'll tell that to my dick if not.
My pressure goes down once I see him coming towards the kitchen. Should I stay here and face him, or should I just run to another room and avoid talking to him? I decide to get out of there, but he stops me as soon as I start walking.
"Stay here, let me grab a coffee, and let's talk."
"Okay, Sir," I said, and my cock starts getting hard again. Those two words hold strong meaning in my life, both in and out of the office.
He turns his back to me and starts choosing his coffee from the machine. His ass is so big and round. Those pants do justice to that ass. I start smiling while staring at it, and I almost drop my coffee when I realize he has already turned around.
Standing there. Staring at me.
"Enjoying the view?" he asks, but I don't know if I should answer truthfully.
"Yes, Sir, I'm enjoying the view of your big ass in those stretched pants."
"Sorry, Sir."
He smiles and then says:
"Let's go, I need some answers."
We walk into the last room on our floor. He opens the door and I enter. I can feel the sweat falling down my face. I'll probably need to start looking for new jobs today. Thank God I save some money every month for emergencies like this.
"Sit," he says, closing the door and the curtain.
"Okay, Sir. I can explain..."
"Silence, boy," he says, turning to me. "I'll let you know when you can talk."
My cock... once again... getting hard. Did he call me boy? Or was I hearing things that don't exist?
"So, that picture? Did you send it by mistake?"
"Yes, Sir. Sorry for that."
He smiles. His right hand goes down to his pants, on top of his dick. What? Did he...
"And why did you delete it?"
"Well, when I realized what I had done, it was the right thing to do. I didn't want you to see that kind of thing. It's unprofessional."
"Are you using it now?"
My heart starts beating fast inside my chest. Did he ask that? Seriously? Was it a test to see if I would continue with that, even when I was at the office? Should I tell the truth?
My head says I shouldn't say anything and just apologize. That crossing this line is dangerous. A line I shouldn't cross if I want to have a career.
My cock says I should tell him the truth. If he's asking, it's because he's interested.
"Yes, Sir, I'm using it right now."
He smiles.
"How long have you been using it?"
"133 days today, Sir."
"Who is your keyholder, boy?"
I didn't even notice what he was asking. If I had paid a bit of attention, I would have noticed that he knew about this kink. He was asking the right questions that only someone into it would know. But that wouldn't make any difference, though.
"I'm my own keyholder, Sir. I haven't found the right one yet."
"Now you've found it."
"Are you... are you serious, Sir?"
"Yes, boy. Now I want my update."
I didn't get it right away, but when I realized it, everything made sense. In the last room, the door and curtain closed. I got on my knees, removed my pants and underwear, and showed him my locked cock.
"It looks even better than in the pictures. I want a cage check every day at this time. I will book a meeting for you and me every day in this room."
"Okay, Sir."
He opens the door, and before he leaves, he turns around and says:
"And bring me your keys tomorrow."
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