Denying Michael Part 1

It was supposed to be simple. Met up for a date and then maybe see where that led. The only problem was that Michael was being held in chastity by his boyfriend. In person, Irene was better than she was online. Escaping from his chastity cage could be done, but Michael wasn’t looking for a relationship with a woman. He just wanted sex with Irene. Just once. It was going to be more than once.

This is a 1 0,000 word erotic novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. It focuses on enforced male chastity, explicit sex, group sex, elements of BDSM, body modification and piercing, cheating partners, bisexual sex, sexual domination, *complicated sexual relationships, and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy. *

*All characters are 18 or older. *

“You aren’t one of those uptight Christians who only have anal sex before marriage, are you?” she asked him jokingly.

“No!”

At his vehemence, she held up her hands. “Sorry, sorry. Just kidding, didn’t mean to offend.” She sighed. “I’m probably just a little too eager. It’s been a while since I’ve dated—slept with—anyone.”

“Oh.” He glanced at his watch, making a show of it. “I hate to say this, but I have an appointment at six a.m. tomorrow and it’s already past eleven…”

“You make appointments that early?”

He shrugged. “The life of a physical therapist.”

Irene reached out and ran her finger along the back of his broad hand and up his muscular forearms. “That does explain the sexy forearms. Is there going to be a second date?”

Michael’s heart was pounding. He didn’t know why. This should have been meaningless to him.

“I don’t see why there wouldn’t be one…”