The Keyholder: Part 2

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The next day, Adam collected his things from the dorm studio where he'd been living during his first year of graduate school. He hadn't planned to move quite so quickly, but he wasn't taking Joyce's invitation lightly, and between yesterday's excitement and the aching, delicious pressure of his cage, frankly, he couldn't get there fast enough.

He didn't have many belongings, just a bed, two side tables, a few lamps and his clothes, books and personal items. So, it turned out to be a good thing Joyce had the couch, now infamous forever in his mind. It was easy enough to rent a small U-haul, get a friend to help him load it, and he was at the apartment by mid-day.

He definitely did not forget his key.

Joyce's key-he reminded himself, a wave of desire passing through him, as he stood outside her house.

He had a keyholder now.

It was entirely up to her how long he stayed caged, or not, how often he would have orgasms...if he would have orgasms at all.

He shuddered with uncertainty and want at the thought.

Standing there, he realized he didn't actually have a key to his new place. Or a lease. Or anything that said he had a right to live there. And he wondered if maybe it had all been a dream or a cruel joke, and now he had nowhere to live.

What was more believable? That he'd accidentally stumbled upon not only a great apartment but an unbelievably hot woman who wanted to fulfill his deepest fantasies or that he'd been hit by a car crossing the street and was currently in the hospital with a concussion?

He considered this possibility for a moment, but then noticed a pink ribbon dangling from the top of the staircase to the basement apartment. He approached it, and saw that attached to the ribbon was a key, and an envelope with a note. Inside it said:

Adam,

I had to run out. I'll be very busy today, but you can be sure you'll hear from me this evening. Your lease is in the apartment. Looking forward to our arrangement.

-Joyce

Adam's heart leaped a little at the note, as did his cock, which he had managed to keep under control for most of the morning. And he rushed down the stairs with the key and Joyce's note and let himself in to his new place.

There was the couch, just as he'd left it yesterday. And Joyce's red panties were still on the floor. It hadn't been a dream. Or if was, he was still dreaming, and he didn't want to wake up. He looked around guiltily, and then knowing he was alone and without being able to help himself, he picked them up and sniffed them.

Mmmmm. His cock strained, and he stuck his hand down his pants and touched it over the metal cage. He could feel a little wetness seeping out of the hole, and he knew he was leaking remembering what Joyce's pussy had tasted like all over his face, the way she had taken control of him and used him and how much he wanted her.

But his cock was hers now, he reminded himself. It wasn't even up to him anymore. And just the thought made him excited and calm in equal measures.

He had to be calm. For her.

Because she hadn't said he could take the cage off. She hadn't said he could come. She hadn't even said he could touch himself, he realized, and he pulled his hand out of his pants quickly.

He would be good! He would follow directions!

There were some papers on the kitchen counter. The lease, of course. And a pen, for signing. Adam grabbed them. He didn't have much experience with apartment contracts, but it all seemed standard and ordinary. Typed. Legalese. So, he initialed and signed, and then he flipped to the last page.

This one was different. Unlike the other pages, it wasn't typed. It was handwritten.

Adam leaned in, and he swore he could even smell a hint of Joyce on it, some kind of perfume she'd had on yesterday he'd noticed as she leaned over him in this very kitchen, her breasts practically in his face.

Dear Adam,

I think you will find the rest of this lease to be in order. It's the one I have used for years for other tenants.

However, this last page codifies a different sort of lease between you and me.

In short, it is the lease for your cock.

By signing, you agree to give me control over it and over your cage. Unlike the lease to the apartment, which is a standard 12-month lease and cannot be broken without 60 days-notice and two-months rent, this lease can be terminated at either time by either party.

Therefore, by signing this lease, you are agreeing to give me complete control over your cock, your cage, and your orgasms for as long as you see fit.

And I agree to take control over your cock, your cage, your orgasms, for as long as they and as long as you, please me.

Consider carefully before signing. Remember exactly what you are giving up and think intently upon what you will be receiving.

--Joyce

Adam was beside himself.

He stood at the counter, against the very drawer that had attacked him the day before and realized he was rubbing himself up against it without thinking. He wanted nothing more than to unlock himself and stroke himself furiously to an orgasm. It would take twenty, thirty seconds at most. Joyce wouldn't even have to know.

But he would know.

He looked at her words again. "Remember exactly what you are giving up and think intently upon what you will be receiving."

He breathed deeply. He composed himself. He signed.

And he left the key to his cage on top of the agreement.

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He spent the rest of the afternoon unloading his things into the apartment and trying to keep Joyce off his mind, although she kept wandering in and out of his thoughts. Then he returned the U-haul, ate some quick fast food for dinner in his car, and headed back to the apartment. It had been a long day.

It was dark by this time, and he noticed that a light was on in the upstairs part of the house. Joyce must be home.

He wanted to bound up the stairs to see her, but he realized he didn't know what to say to her. What

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Written by The Gentle Domme
Cargado February 15, 2021
Notes Joyce and Adam cement their new relationship with her as his landlord...and also his new keyholder.
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