Distracted Chaste Boyfriend Chapter 2

Dare to explore the CARGO'verse thirty years on!

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I’ve written the “book description” to keep me focussed! (You can scroll past it to get to the next chapter if you like, but I thought you might be interested…)

COMING SOON (but he isn’t): Distracted Chaste Boyfriend

"The girlfriend meme does the Black Mirror in a world where women rule the bedroom… and everything else."

Theo wants out. The spark is gone from his relationship with Gill — not that he's allowed sparks. This is the CARGO'verse 30 years on, a soft gynarchy where the state-fits male chastity devices and “Companion-class” men like Theo need their partner’s signature to unlock their cages — and their freedom.

He’s almost there. Two more couple therapy dates and he’s free.

Then he checks out another woman.

Now Gill’s angry. And in this world, an angry girlfriend doesn’t yell at her Companion — she whips him and chains hum and keeps him in a hi-tech cell… when he isn't toiling as a house slave, that is.

Years of permanent chastity, denial, domestic servitude, and one-sided intimacy await — unless Theo can do the impossible: win back the woman he was secretly trying to leave.

The snag is, Gill’s discovering she enjoys being angry… and it's not clear whether she even wants him to redeem himself.

COMING SOON: A scalding tale of chastity, punishment, and the perils of wandering eyes — in a society that believes female satisfaction comes first (and men need not come at all).

End of Chapter 1

AUTHOR NOTE: I did away with the 10 year sunset for Companions. I also realised Chapter 1 needed yet another couple of lines so…

He lay in the dark, while his penis pulsed in time to the throb of his welts, and there was nothing he could do about any of it.

Yes, in theory he could walk out as soon as he was free of the cell.

His black collar would give him a free bus ride and Security were unlikely to catch him and haul him back in front of so many witnesses.

Once he got to a big city where there were hostels and charitable organisations for men like him. Eventually she'd want to replace him, or at least date, so she'd end up releasing him after a few months.

The snag was, he'd have to then find a new CARGO partner — a sane one! — do two years with her, and hope that she'd be happy applying for his reversion to basic. Even if he was lucky, that would add three years to the four he'd already spent chaste.

No, he'd sit tight with Gill. Maybe if he was on best behaviour this whole thing would blow over, and he'd be free of the chastity cage by the end of summer.

And then he could walk.

Chapter 2

Theo woke the next morning, still in his cell, hungry and sore. He crawled to the food dispenser, each movement of his arms setting his back prickling.

The dispenser beeped and announced, "Intermittent Fasting Mode."

Great, no food until lunch.

"Fuck you, you bitch!"

But Gill couldn't hear him.

He used the slide-out toilet and sat patiently while the bidet hosed him clean --- there was no toilet paper, no clothing, nothing in this bare cell except what was locked onto his body.

As he rose, the toilet retracted and the automated morning cleaning cycle kicked in: spray from all angles, then a sort of tepid air vortex that left both him and the rubberised interior dry. At least there was an electric shaver so he wouldn't prickle his face when he used his arm as a pillow.

He tried to meditate, but kept hallucinating the sound of Gill's vibrator so that his penis became permanently bloated and sticky in its cage.

Just as he felt ready to burst, the outside door slid open letting in the fresh air.

"Thank god!" He sprang to his feet, making the chain leash rattle and slither.

But there was no Gill, just the bare concrete yard. He yanked the chain and it unspooled freely. Trailing it like an electrical cable, he stepped outside.

The concrete was rough and cool on his bare feet. It was a dull day, the air cool enough to raise goosebumps on his bare skin and make his genitals contract against their cage.

His old chair had gone, along with his clothes from yesterday.

The master bedroom window was ajar, so he called up, "Hey, Gill. You need to unlock me."

A pause, then his girlfriend popped her head out, long hair hanging down to frame her pixy face. "Sorry honey I can't. I accidentally put it on the one week cycle. This must be your outdoor exercise period."

Theo laughed. "Very funny. Now cancel it and I'll make you coffee."

"I can't." She shrugged with her hands. "It's all integrated and encrypted. There's no going back." She ducked back inside, then popped her head out briefly. "Sorry."

Theo stood there feeling ridiculous, fetters still locked around his wrists and ankles --- they weren't electronic, she could at least have removed those --- the stupid chain locked to his collar... and the chastity cage, the damned Artemis chastity cage that had gotten him into all this trouble to start with.

"Hey!" he bellowed. "What the fuck?"

Gill reappeared. She was holding her phone. "If you're going to disturb the neighbours, then I'm going to add an extra day or two so you can learn to behave better." She tapped her phone, then she was gone.

After another half hour, the cell beeped a warning and the chain reeled him back inside and onto his knees with his face pressed to the rubberised floor while the door slid shut.

On the third day, it was raining heavily and his outdoor time comprised of sitting on the rubberised threshold with his bare feet in the rain.

On the fourth day, when the door slid open, he hallucinated Gill sunbathing naked in the private yard.

That had happened the second time she'd sent him to the cell, back when it was all still kinky fun…