She made fun of the cage but never even seemed to consider taking it off or playing with it. In the beginning I said to myself that she wasn’t even my type anyways but with time and the growing sexual frustration I couldn’t help myself. Especially seeing her in her tight gym clothes was turning me on quite a lot. I never really dared to ask her about the key though. It was very likely that the only thing I would get in return was a laughing fit and some humiliating jokes.
To my (pleasant) surprise however after a couple of weeks had passed, maybe it had already been one or two months, out of nowhere she walked into my room ordered me to get my pants off and checked if her key was working. And when it didn’t she would just walk out without another word. I was left really confused after the first time but she continued doing this every single time on the day they switched around the keys. She seemed to be very unlucky though since the cage never came off.
Over the next couple of weeks her attitude in the gym slowly changed as well. At first the supportive, encouraging, motivating Sarah slowly disappeared. At the time I just thought she might have just had a rough couple of days or maybe she had some competition coming up and wanted to focus on herself or something like that. But it did not stop.
When I had a rough day a few weeks later and did not manage to keep up with the training at all she snapped. It seemed like she had turned into a drill sergeant all of a sudden. She yelled at me to stop whining and being a bitch. She started to use her usual insults like “pathetic little virgin” and so on during the training.
It was probably heard by nearly everyone in the gym given how loud she was yelling and I could have sworn I saw a smirk on pretty much every guy that was walking by.
I figured that something was clearly going wrong since that wasn’t normal even for Sarah. However I figured it would be better to talk to her when she calmed down at least a little bit. So I endured the humiliation for that one day. We walked to the locker room without saying a word once we had finished the workout.
As I entered the locker room there was another guy in there. He was very muscular, clearly way stronger and better trained than me. The guy was completely naked and his body was still wet. He must have had just finished his shower. So far I had managed to miraculously dodge any weird encounters in the locker room but it looked like my luck had finally run out. And as if things wouldn’t get awkward enough in the following moments I couldn’t help but look at his cock for a second because it was massive. Even completely soft it was way bigger than mine was fully erect.
The guy just glanced at me when I entered.
“Whats up man.” he said and turned back to drying himself up without paying too much attention to me.
“Uhh…Hi” I said as I managed to take my gaze off of his cock and walked over to my locker.
It was right next to him and I noticed that the guy was towering over me. I tried to grab my stuff as slowly as possible, trying to figure out how I would manage to change without him realizing the cage on my cock.
As he finished drying off he looked at me again.
“Hey…you are the ‘pathetic little virgin'” he laughed.
My face turned bright red. I faked a laugh trying to appear as if I was taking it with a sense of humor although I was dying on the inside.
“Bro, what did you do to your girl that she is so harsh on you?” he asked.
“Uhhh…I….” I stuttered trying to figure out what to say.
“Did you cheat on her or something?…How do you even get a girl like that. I mean no offense but….you don’t seem like the workout type.” he continued as he put his hand on my shoulder.
“I…um….she is not….my girlfriend. We are just roommates.” I explained.
“Oh is that so?” he said intrigued.
“Well in that case…..” he grabbed some paper from his bag and wrote something down.
“Why don’t you go ahead and give her my number.” he said with a sly grin on his face as he held the paper towards me. I looked down at it wondering if he was serious right now. As I looked down my eyes were drawn to his cock again. I prayed he didn’t notice as I quickly took the paper to avoid even more awkwardness.
“ehm…sure.” I said as my face turned bright red once again.
“Thanks man, you are a good pathetic little virgin” he laughed as he patted my back.
He finished putting his clothes on and left.
“See you around man.” he said as he walked out of the locker room.
I was unsure about what just happened and very much embarrassed. Even at the welcoming party with the girls I hadn’t felt an urge that big to just disappear to anywhere else but here. I desperately hoped that I would never have to see that guy again.
As I walked out of the locker room Sarah was already waiting for me.
“Finally…what the fuck are you doing in there?” she asked. I didn’t respond but as she smelled me still sweaty after the workout she continued:
“You still don’t have the balls to take a shower in there….What the fuck takes you so long?”
“I…nothing….let’s just go….” I tried to avoid this talk.
We headed outside but she was not going to let this go.
“You are even more pale than usual. Whats wrong? You are not seriously a bitch about me yelling at you, are you?” she asked annoyed.
“No…but what the hell is going on with that anyways, Sarah?” I used my chance to change the topic instead.
“What do you mean? Haven’t you understood by now how pathetic you are?” she asked rhetorically.
“I…..” I wanted to protest but I felt like that wouldn’t get me anywhere so I calmed myself down, took a deep breath and changed strategy.
“Are you alright? You act very different during our workouts the last couple of weeks.” I inquired.
Sarah didn’t respond though.
“You can talk to me you know?” I continued but still got no response from her.
She just looked at me for a minute up and down as if she was searching for something.
“I don’t get it…” she said more to herself than to me as she took her gaze off of me.
“You don’t get what?” I questioned.
“Whatever….Now tell me why the fuck did you take so long. You didn’t find a way to get out of the cage did you. Did you jerk off you horny little bitch?” she interrogated sternly.
“N…no I didn’t.” I replied.
“I don’t believe you.” she grabbed the cage through my pants and dragged on it right on the fucking street and I groaned in pain.
“There…was a guy in there….we…..talked.” I gasped.
“You talked?….That doesn’t sound convincing…” she continued to keep a hold of my cage.
“We did….he….he heard how you talked to me….” I explained.
“So what? Was he offended….another wimp like you….” she said annoyed.
“No…quite the contrary.” I panted without thinking.
She finally let go of my cage.
“What do you mean, the contrary?” she said curious.
I realized I shouldn’t have let that slip.
“He…he was curious why my girlfriend would call me stuff like that.” I continued.
“Your what?” she said in a high pitched voice sounding actually disgusted by the thought.
“It’s what he thought….I corrected him” I hastily explained.
“You better, bitch.” she threatened, “but how do I know your not just talking yourself out of punishment for jerking off.” she grabbed the cage again.
A guy drove by on his bike and nearly crashed because he couldn’t take his eyes off of that scene.
My face turned bright red. I saw no other way out of this than to give her that fucking number.
“He….he wanted me to….give you his number.” I admitted as I handed her the piece of paper dejected and humiliated.
She looked at it for a second and then started laughing.
“You are such a wimp….But I guess you are good for something after all”
She continued laughing the whole way back home.
Two weeks after this incident she once again barged into my room after she had received the new key. I undressed as I knew the procedure by now although I still didn’t know what was going on with her. She inserted the key but still had no luck.
Annoyed she walked out of the room again as always as if nothing happened. I was still confused about her behavior but at this point I had given up trying to understand it.
The next night Sarah woke me up. The sun had not risen yet but Sarah was standing next to my bed shaking me until I was awake.
“What the hell is going on?” I asked barely able to keep my eyes open.
“Get up you lazy bitch we are going to the gym now.” she ordered.
“What?” I asked confused. We had not been to the gym together since that day. It was somewhat unfortunate in theory but based on how those workouts developed the last couple of weeks it was probably for the best. Additionally even when we were going back then, we were never up that early.
I had a bad feeling about this.
“Just go by yourself…What time is it anyways…” I said as I turned to the other side and tried to continue sleeping.
“God…listening to your whining in the morning is even more annoying. GET UP! I am not asking.” Sarah commanded.
I turned on my back annoyed and looked at her.
“So..what if I don’t do it…will you insult me again….” I asked sarcastically.
She looked at me with anger, an intensity of anger I had never seen before in her.
“Are you sure you want to find out?” she questioned devilishly.
In my groggy state my mind placed some flames in her eyes as I was looking straight into the devil’s eyes. She scared me and I was scared for her as well. I was certain something was bothering her and based on her reaction it must have been something serious.
“Ok, ok fine. I will come…just give me a few minutes.” I said dejectedly as I dragged myself out of bed.
We made our way to the gym without talking but she seemed to become a bit more relaxed with time. I went to the locker room to change and then headed out to meet Sarah. We started the workout as usual although it still felt weird after what had happened the last time.
After a couple of minutes I heard a voice saying:
“Mind if I join you guys?”
We both turned around and looked at the guy from the locker room the other day. I was surprised but Sarah got up and hugged him.
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