I shall be referring to myself as LB in this. This is an entry from my journal (adjusted for posting here), a true tale from a few months back.

It's 7pm on a Monday evening in January, I'm waiting at the bottom of the escalator by the car park for her to arrive. I look at the mirrored wall and see my reflection. Black jacket, grey shirt, black jeans, leather boots.

Respectable exterior.

Like a superhero with x-ray vision my eyes glance down to my crotch in the reflection, I see the metal cage that I'm wearing beneath my clothes at her request. Tight and restrictive, but comfortable. Like it's meant to be there.

I've had it on for a week. A week of teasing and tormenting and by now I am a desperate man.

I stare for too long, dreaming of the things she has me do and then my mind snaps back to me as I see her approaching me.

Damnit LB, stop being distracted. Remember the order she told you. "Key, hug, kiss."

I smile and hand her the key to my cage. I give her a hug and a kiss, and say hello. We turn and walk hand in hand to the restaurant a few minutes away.

The evening air is cold and crisp, her hand is warm and soft, my head is dizzy.

We get to the restaurant and she removes her coat. She's wearing a dress that is so low cut she's practically falling out of it. For the second time this evening I'm staring and unable to look away.

She snaps her fingers and motions for me to look up. I see her smirking at me. "I'm glad it's having the desired effect, I think it's going to be even easier to have you doing what I want than I thought it would be."

She'd already given me some ideas of what might happen. But by the end of the night reality would be so much more wonderful than fiction.

She orders phở, I order cà ri gà. We both order a cocktail.

Conversation flows easily, we talk about life and love and we laugh and stare at each other and I want nothing more than to serve and worship her.

She notices the look in my eye and produces the key making no attempt to hide it from anyone who happened to be looking.

"Do you know what I want? I want you to go to the bathroom, unlock yourself and edge for me. Then lock yourself back up and bring me the key back. That's a good boy."

I take the key and stand up she questions me. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

I lean down to kiss her, she grips the front of my shirt and pulls me closer, a reminder that she's in charge (as if the cage around my cock that she controls the key to isn't enough). "Thank you Goddess" I say. "I'll go and do as you ask now."

I leave for the bathroom, and as I get to the door my phone buzzes. It's her. She's sent me a picture she took when she was getting dressed for the date. She's wearing crotchless underwear and the text that accompanies the picture says "I thought you'd appreciate seeing what I chose to wear underneath, considering you've been staring so much so far I thought this might help."

I scramble to get into a bathroom stall. My cock is throbbing and knowing that I'll be able to touch myself, even if I can't cum, is delightful.

I remove the cage and the mess of precum that's been leaking out of me makes my hands sticky. I take a picture and send it to her.

"Oh my, what a messy thing you are, and I haven't even touched you. Just imagine the mess I could make if I decided to touch that cock of yours."

Less than a minute and I'm at the edge. I desperately want to continue but I don't. I stop like I was told.

"I've edged for you Goddess" I text her. "Already?! Oh my what a desperate man you are, would you like another edge?" she replies.

"Please, please let me edge for you again Goddess."

"Maybe later, for now I want you desperate and needy. Cage yourself and come back, the food is here."

I struggle to get the small, restrictive cage back onto my hard cock, but I manage it. I straighten my clothes, wash my hands, splash water on my face and dry off. I head back to the table and she watches me walk across the restaurant, smirking at me the whole time.

I hand her the key and thank her.

"You're welcome, and you're so obedient. I'm going to make very good use of you later." she says with a grin.

"Yes Goddess, whatever you wish." - the words stumble out of my mouth as I'm unable to think straight.