Caught - A CFE Story

THEME

Caught is the story of a man who has the 'perfect vanilla life,' and the inevitable spiral resulting from an inability to squash his kinky desires. It plays with chastity and control, but unlike many kinky tales, it is also driven by love.

For those that know my other stories, you may be excited to learn that this story takes place in the CFE (Chastity for Everyone) universe, as set up in one of my other stories, Online Chastity. More details on that at the end of the story.

DISCLAIMER

Be warned, this is a longer 'short' story. People read erotica for many different reasons, so if you're looking for a five-minute read that dives right into the kinky bits, this isn't it. This is a character driven story that gets kinkier and kinkier the deeper you go... but that requires a bit of a buildup. If that sounds like it might be your cup of tea, I hope you enjoy Caught.

Please know that all characters depicted in this story are fictional. Every character is also 18+ (including all references to the past in the prologue). I would also like to add that this story pushes some boundaries of consent. Fiction is often about exploring fantasies that we cannot safely explore in the real world. I hope that you enjoy the journey you are about to go on but if you decide to explore any of your fantasies in real life, please always do so safely and with consent.

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PROLOGUE

Dating isn't always easy for the kinkiest of us. Some say that our fantasies are the opposite of our real lives. Those with power crave having that power taken. Those without, need to be in control. That's likely true as often as it is false. For many others, however, it all starts with a trigger. Something that plants a seed in their brain and takes root... becoming impossible to completely remove.

At eighteen, Luke found himself googling 'lesbian porn'-as unimaginative eighteen-year-old 'men' tend to do. As he perused some of the adult sites that popped up, he stumbled upon a video where one woman had another tied to the kitchen table. Her ankles were spread and securely roped to the table legs, body bent over the tabletop, and arms tied across the surface to the opposing legs. It was tight enough to prevent any movement other than wriggling. The free woman had a strap-on and multiple vibrators that she used to tease the helpless woman mercilessly. It affected Luke deeply. Not just the image of it, or even the control dynamic. It was the change that happened in the restrained woman over the course of the video. She started off cheekily talking back, pulling on her restraints, and shaking her butt to tempt the woman with the strap on. By the end of the forty-two-minute session, however, the free woman had played the tied woman's body like an instrument. She toyed with her perfectly, driving her captive into a desperation unlike anything Luke had ever seen. The tied woman was kept on the edge of orgasm, never being allowed over. She was begging and pleading at the end... but not to be released. She needed to get off. She would do anything for it. It was unlike anything Luke had ever seen... and the only porn over five-minutes-long he had ever watched in its entirety. There was a part of him that knew it was 'just porn', but there was another part that knew the desperation he saw in her was real, and from that moment forward, there would always be a need within Luke to experience what she was experiencing.

Over the next few months, Luke's porn searches became entirely focused on restraints and various ways with which people were kept helpless and in need. Naturally, this led to his discovery of chastity. Much like that first video, the idea of someone physically holding the key to his orgasms took root deep in his mind.

Now, despite his growing need to feel helpless and controlled, Luke kept this part of his life a secret. He couldn't imagine his happy-go-lucky girlfriend, Emily, would ever understand what he wanted her to do to him. She was a year older than he was, but even with her 'experience' no woman in the real world wanted a man who craved the things he did... right?

And so, these desires sat in the back of his head. They were always there waiting for him, building throughout the week, and when he couldn't take anymore, he would go to the internet and jerk off in shame. This, of course, prevented him from the healthy, happy sex life Luke and Emily could have had, but Emily just chalked it up to Luke being the only eighteen-year-old out there who wasn't horny all the time.

At twenty-two, Luke bought himself a chastity cage. Sadly, the thrill of the idea turned out to be better than the reality. Having the key meant he could always get out. The device itself was also kind of flimsy. He knew that if he really wanted to, he could break it open. It was still better than nothing, though. He would wear it for an hour or two, then jerk off to the idea of it.

At twenty-three, Luke graduated from university with a computer sciences degree. Grades wise, he was smack dab in the middle of his class. His professors all told him he showed promise but lacked focus. That was okay with Luke at the time. He was young, in love, and he had his whole life ahead of him. He got a job at a middle of the road tech firm with a decent salary. He moved in with Emily and they were talking about starting a family. It was 'the dream' for most. Living together was working quite well for them too... aside from it being harder to masturbate to the things that drove Luke wild with lust.

As these stories tend to go, just when all seemed well... everything fell apart. One fateful Sunday afternoon, Emily's book club was canceled. She came home early to find Luke locked in chastity, watching a video of some latex covered woman teasing another man who was also locked in chastity. Confronted by the love of his life, Luke was forced to admit his kinky desires. Sadly, the admission was nothing like the fantasies he had where Emily would find him locked up, take his key, and control his cock from that point forward. In reality, she didn't want anything to do with it or him. She thought it was weird. She thought Luke was a 'real man' and that he was someone who could protect and look after her and their future family, not some pathetic guy with a locked-up cock. Emily left the next day, breaking Luke's heart.

Luke didn't tell any of the girls he dated for the next few years, but at twenty-seven, he risked it one more time. He had been dating a girl for a year, and while everything on the surface felt perfect, their sex life was becoming non-existent. Luke never seemed to want sex and she felt unwanted. After some pent-up frustration, she confronted Luke about it, threating to leave him for someone who found her attractive. Of course, Luke had been busy masturbating to his fantasies whenever he found some time to himself, so his lack of desire wasn't her fault at all. Realizing that his relationship was on the line, Luke took a leap. He told her about his fantasies. About his kinkiest desires. He showed her his chastity device and told her about his desire to feel sexually helpless at the hands of someone else. That if she wanted, she could be that person.

She left him and Luke's heart was truly broken for the second time.

It wasn't just his heart though; this was an emotional breaking point. Luke swore off porn, kink, chastity, and all the fantasies that had ruined his otherwise perfect life. Luke took a break from dating for a while as well. He needed to get his head on straight. At first, he felt like an addict. He was so used to jerking off to his deepest darkest desires that the need was always on his mind. He was determined though. Cold turkey was the way, and when his cravings took hold, he would put his pent-up energy into his work. His productivity doubled at work and despite being offered a raise within a month, Luke found himself more focused on an algorithm he was designing after work. It was a pet project, but within a year he had made a breakthrough. He had created a way to improve the accuracy of search engines based on where people were searching from. He sold it for ten million dollars and retired.

Luke recognized how much his life had improved since quitting kink and doubled down on his goals to lead an incredible, kink-free life. He was a millionaire, which was a good start, but he still had to be smart about it. He needed to pick some sustainable hobbies, to focus on becoming a better version of himself so he could finally find love and happiness. He bought a beautiful house by the beach made with wood timbers that-despite the tropical location-made it feel a little like a ski lodge. He took up surfing to stay in shape. He didn't spend needlessly, knowing that he had been given a gift. Knowing that if he was smart, he could live a life free from financial worry.

Over the next couple years, Luke lost thirty pounds and found himself with a beach body that men envied, and women bit their lip over. Looking back on his life, Luke was glad his last relationship had ended when it did. It had inspired him to change. He had changed so much in fact, that he began to despise his own fantasies because they had kept him from being truly happy for so long. He couldn't help but feel like either of the women he told his kinky desires to, could have been the one if he had managed to change sooner. Now he was thirty-one, happily retired, fit, and living the sort of carefree life that seems out of reach to most. Every day he would wake up, exercise, make some brunch, head down to the beach to surf, then spend his afternoons and evenings socializing with friends and family. Luke had learned to live his life in a way where he didn't need anything from anyone, and that shows on a person. It made him desirable. It made people want to spend time with him. At thirty-one years old, Luke was a new man, and he was ready to date again.

The problem with kink, however, is that it doesn't just go away. Not when it affects you the way it affected Luke. With a lot of effort, it can be pushed into dormancy for a while... and it may even feel like it's gone, but like any addiction it's just waiting for the right opportunity to come back into your life.

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CHAPTER 01

The boardwalk was always beautiful at dusk. The waves crashing, the orange and purple hues of the sun setting over the ocean... it was almost hard to believe that Luke lived on a beach that people came from all over the world to visit. He was happy, but it was more than that. As he strolled down the wooden path, soaking up the last rays of the sun, Luke knew that he was content. He was finally ready to meet someone as the man he had become. It took three years of dedicated self-improvement, but he was there. He was also a catch. Lean yet muscular, six foot two, confident, sun-bleached hair, blue eyes, and he was retired at thirty-one with the means to live a care-free life. He might leave that bit off the dating profiles though. Wouldn't want to attract someone for the wrong reasons.

Just as Luke was wondering what dating apps might be like these days-and in perhaps the greatest coincidence of his life-a woman's voice snapped him out of his reverie.

"Excuse me!"

Luke looked around but couldn't see anyone.

"Up here!"

Luke looked up to see a woman poking her head up from behind the roofline of a lifeguard building. She was waving. "Um, hi. Are you okay?"

"Funny story. I was hanging out with a couple friends. We had a few drinks, and my friend Sash-that bitch-accused me of being stuck in a rut. So, I stripped my clothes off, climbed up here and yelled 'Suck on these ruts, Sasha!' They all thought it was hilarious. Then Sasha pushed the ladder over, stole my clothes, and my friends all left!" The woman smiled meekly.

"I think you need new friends." Luke smiled.

"Yeah well, I may have stolen her clothes while she was in a tanning bed last week."

"So, you deserve this."

"Deserve is a strong word."

"And you're naked?"

"Don't be a creep. If you would just prop the ladder back up, you can be on your merry way."

"Don't be ridiculous." Luke started taking off his shorts and t-shirt.

The woman stared as Luke-now standing in his boxer briefs-as he threw his shorts and shirt up onto the roof. He was lean but muscular. He had a six-pack-which was rare enough these days-that was made all the more impressive by those muscles on the side that kinda point down towards his crotch. She bit her lip, then caught herself staring. "What are you doing?"

"You need something to wear." Luke said.

"Well... thank you. Would you... maybe turn around so I can get them?"

Luke's clothes-generous offer as they were-had landed on the near side of the roof. Luke smiled. "Of course." He turned away.

After putting Luke's t-shirt and shorts on, the woman moved towards the edge of the building, holding the far-too-big shorts up with one hand. "Can you prop the ladder back up?"

Luke looked around. "Yeah, I don't see a ladder."

"Fuckin, Sasha!"

"Just scootch over the edge and I'll catch you."

"Dude, this isn't some rom-com."

"I mean, I can leave you here if you want." Luke said with a grin.

"Fine. How does one... scootch over the edge of a roof without falling?"

"Just dangle your legs over. I'll guide them down to my shoulders, you hold onto the building, and we'll get you down."

The woman sighed. "Yeah alright." She scootched her legs over the edge.

Fully stretched out, Luke was just barely able to grab one foot. There was no way he'd be able to guide it to his shoulder. "Okay, this might not work." Luke said, but it was too late. She started to slide down the roof and with nothing to hold onto, she was going over the edge. Luke pushed her foot to the side, caught her in his arms, and then stumbled backwards landing safely in the sand.

The woman screamed then laughed when she found herself safely in his arms. After catching her breath, she blew her hair out of her face. "Okay, it's a little like a rom-com." She admitted. "I'm Laura."

"I'm Luke."

"Help me up?"

"Of course." Luke helped Laura to her feet. She was beautiful. Long brown hair, brown eyes, smooth looking gets that made their way to a butt that wasn't done justice by Luke's shorts, and pert little breasts with nipples that stood out under his Atari t-shirt. She was unabashedly soft and feminine in all the right ways. Luke stood up next to her. He was nearly a foot taller than she was.

"I'll tell you what, Luke, I have to go prank my friends back, but I'm going to give you my number first."

"I should hope so."

"Such confidence..."

"Well, I've gotta get my clothes back somehow."

"No. These clothes are mine now. Something to remember the occasion. But when you call me, I'm going to take you on a date as a thank you." Laura grinned triumphantly and then patted the pockets in Luke's shorts. She pulled out Luke's wallet and gave it back to him.

Moments ago, Luke was thinking about getting back into dating and then Laura literally fell into his arms. It did feel like a rom-com. Kismet even. Maybe three years of self-control pays off. "You're really something."

"You ain't seen nothing yet." Laura pulled Luke's phone out of his shorts pocket and held it up to Luke's face to unlock it.

Luke smiled, as the phone unlocked itself. There was a time when he would never have allowed anyone to open his phone. A time when his search history-and likely open browser window-would have made a cute stranger opening his phone a panic inducing nightmare. Not anymore, though. Not with the new Luke.

When Laura had added her contact info, she gave Luke the phone back. "Let's take a picture to commemorate the occasion." Luke looked at the contact and saw it read 'Sexy Laura from the beach.' Luke smiled, flipped it into camera mode, and held it out to take a selfie. At the last second Laura turned and kissed him on the cheek for the photo. "See you later, big boy." Laura ran off.

Luke was left stunned. What had just happened? He looked at the picture. Laura was grinning through the kiss, and his eyes were wide with surprise. It was adorable. Looking past his phone, Luke saw an older couple was staring at him. This reminded him that he was standing around in his underwear. He politely waved in their direction and then ran home.

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CHAPTER 02

The picture from their first encounter was hanging on the wall in the living room. They had met a year ago and Laura had moved in six months later. Their relationship was straight out of a fairy tale. She didn't care about Luke's money. She didn't even know he had any for the first few weeks they dated. Laura was a nurse, and she loved her job. It didn't hurt that she worked with her best friends every day. They were a little club of troublemaking nurses that had gone through school together and found jobs in the same hospital. Her friends all loved Luke as well, but they loved the story of how their prank had brought Luke and Laura together even more. Sasha told it regularly over drinks, often emphasizing how much she had wished it were her up on that roof.

Laura was wild, fun, beautiful and everything Luke could ever want. Luke was carefree, funny, and my god was his surfer body perfect. Their sex life was great as well. Luke was the most passionate and attentive lover Laura had ever had. She thought sex must be different when you truly love one another. It was the only justification for why things were so different than they had been with her previous partners. And they did love each other. So much so, that even after a year, things had never gone stale. They were playful, fooled around all the time, and despite keeping things fairly tame in the bedroom, their love making was frequent and passionate. Everything had been perfect... until that damn magazine article had come out.

"Babe, have you seen this?" Laura was in her panties and the Atari t-shirt Luke had given her the day they met. She lay on the couch reading on her iPad.

"What?" Luke was making breakfast in his underwear and a robe.

"It's called CFE. Chastity for everyone." Laura was captivated by the article.

The word 'chastity' put Luke's stomach into his throat. He dropped the spatula into the eggs and tried to fish it out as he responded. "What's that? Some abstinence campaign?" Luke said, trying to sound like he had no idea what chastity was.

"Kinda... but not in the religious sense. It's a little thing that you lock on your cock and then an app controls if you can unlock it."

"What are you even reading?" Luke kept his eyes on the eggs. He felt like Laura would be able to see everything going through his mind if he looked at her.

"It's an article in the times. The owner of this CFE company did an interview all about how the only way you can make these types of kinks more mainstream is by making them available and fun." Laura got up and walked to the kitchen. "She just released the CFE 2.0 and a bunch of restraints. They're all controlled by an app. She's trying to destigmatize kink so that people are more willing to explore the things that turn them on."

Luke took a few deep breaths as he felt her presence behind him.

"What do you think, should we lock up your cock?" Laura started laughing as she playfully slapped his butt.

Luke turned and kissed her on the cheek. "Yeah right. You can't contain this thing."

"Oh yeah?" Laura reached down and grabbed his cock. It was rock hard. "Oh, that was fast."

Luke pushed Laura back to the island counter and when she couldn't move any further back, he kissed her hard.

"Mmmm, I like that." Laura said when he pulled back.

Luke's cock was straining in his underwear. He pulled his boxer-briefs down, and while he was bent over, pulled her panties off.