My name is Daniel, I am a 46 year old man, last night I let myself be carried away by heat and agreed to meet with a Master 25 years younger than me ... that Master turned out to be my son's best friend. Today is my first day in chastity, I had a rough night, first because of the uncomfortable feeling of having my cock caged in a device for which I don't have the key, in the wee hours of the morning when it involuntarily got hard, the pain was so great that I had to get up and relieve myself with a hot bath... after the bath, I took the opportunity to clean my house and do some work tasks, finally I made breakfast for the family.

My eldest son, Alejandro, comes down in his pajamas and without greeting me he says - Brandon told me you're going to lend him the internet from your office to work on his thesis-

-He says he doesn't have it at his house- I respond feigning disinterest in the topic while finishing cooking some eggs. In reality, his friend Brandon will come to my office every night from eight to ten to use me as his slave.

-He has it but it's crap- he replies

-Watch your language- I say more out of formality than thinking it will really change the way he talks

-Can I go with you to your office?- he asks me

-If you want and if you think you won't distract him- I reply in an authoritative fatherly tone, clearly hoping he'll give up

-Actually, never mind, it's boring, he'll be reading and writing, bring him home for dinner after he's done- I smile inside, I don't reply but we both assume my silence is a "yes".

I sit down to have a strong coffee, I'm exhausted after such a bad night, but I have several tasks at work so I wake up and head out to work.

While working, it's impossible for me to forget that I have a plastic cage on my cock and that I'm not wearing underwear; a couple of times I go into my private bathroom and sit down to urinate so as not to make a mess, it's uncomfortable and makes me feel limited, and considerably less of a man than yesterday. I often question how I ended up in this situation because of the desires of a young guy, a young guy who, given our natural relationship, should be obeying me, but the contradiction of my position also excites me a lot.

After eating, I eagerly wait for eight o'clock, but time passes slowly, I struggle to concentrate and from five in the afternoon I basically kill time doing unimportant tasks, I feel terribly excited and anxious, I want to masturbate and not being able to do it makes me feel tremendous frustration and tremendous cravings for pleasure.

Five minutes before eight, the security guard tells me that Brandon is at the door and I instruct him to let him in.

-Hello Brandon, come in- I tell him and leave the door open so he understands that we have to wait for all the employees to leave. Brandon understands my plans very well and sits at the computer to write his thesis.