Chad opened the box, and stared at the contents. It was a cock cage with an open padlock but no key, and a note that said, "PUT THIS ON NOW, CHAD!"
He trembled, as he picked it up, and examined it. He had to put it on.
He didn't know how or why, but he knew that he had to put it on and close the hasp on the padlock to find out who had done this to him, and to get rid of the pain in his balls. He didn't know if all the rings would disappear, but at least one or two might. He swallowed hard, and opened the cock cage. He nervously tried to force his hard cock into the cage, it was too small. Chad closed his eyes, and thought football stats. He tried to push his cock down, maybe if he jacked off, his cock would soften.
He closed the front door, suddenly conscious that he was standing on the porch naked.
Shaded by the bushes across the street, Chad's secret admirer/tormentor smiled. The plan was working perfectly. Once Chad was locked in the cage, Chad would be the property of the keyholder. The admirer pulled the necklace from out of the t-shirt collar, and watched the key sparkle in the light. Tucked it safely back under the t-shirt, and waited for the padlock to snap closed.
Chad moaned in agony and ecstasy as his balls tried to tighten up before and as he blew his load. He sobbed, as he cock deflated. If he locked it up, it might be the last time. But it might not. He had to put it on. He forced his flaccid cock into the cage. Then he closed the hasp on the lock.
BING! chimed the app on the admirer/tormentor's phone.
"You are so owned Chad!"
Leaving the bushes, Chad's new owner went straight to the front door, and rang the bell. Time to collect his property.