I shrank back in the chair. All my power moves were out the window. "I...I don't know."
He looked me over. I couldn't read what he was thinking. I wasn't used to putting this much thought into my pursuits. I just threw a glance in a guy's direction and he was mine. "Sorry," was the only response I could muster.
Bear grunted. "Do you want to know what I think?"
"Yes, actually." I moved closer, allowing our knees to touch. He didn't pull away.
"Ty—That is your name, right?"
I nodded.
"Ty, I've heard other guys talking about you. You're very popular around here. I've also heard them talking about me. I'm not deaf, you know."
"I know."
"I think you're pushy, Ty. Controlling. You lack discipline."
I felt like I'd been stabbed in the heart. I didn't know why it hurt so much to hear those words, but it did. My jaw tightened and I glared at him. "What gives you the right to—"
"That's what I think. You wanted to hear it."
"Well, it's not true. None of it. I'm not pushy, I'm tenacious. I'm not controlling, I'm...I—I'm assertive. And how could I have a body like this if I lacked discipline?"
Bear surveyed me from head to toe. "It is a very nice body, I'll give you that."
It was the first nice thing he'd said to me, and I was stunned.
"I also heard you and your friends saying I could look at a guy and know exactly what he needs. Do you want to test that theory?"
"Well, uh, yeah. What did you have in mind?"
"I want you to be submissive for me," he said.
I chuckled. "I'm submissive all the time. There are plenty of guys I've let fuck me."
"That's not submissive. I bet you're greedy. A greedy little pig bottom. Even when you're getting fucked, you don't give over control. You choose the position, the pacing, and when your partner comes."
I rolled my eyes. "Again, assertive."
"We'll agree to disagree. I can teach you a lesson in true submission."
"How do you plan to do that?"
"Will you remove your towel, please?"
I reluctantly pulled my towel open and revealed myself while he rummaged around in a small black bag he kept on the table. He pulled out a spiral cock cage and a small brass lock. My eyes grew wider. The shaft tube offered plenty of room to breathe between the metal circles, and a separate set of bars encased the area for the glans. There was a hole in the center for fluids to pass.
"May I put this on you?" Bear asked. Now he was being so formal, so polite. It kind of pissed me off.
"What do I need with a chastity device?" He probably thought he'd surprised me, but I knew what it was. I'd never worn one, but I'd seen them online, and I had an idea of how they worked. There was hardly any form of kink I didn't know about.
"I'd like to put it on you and try an experiment."
"An experiment in submission?" I scoffed.
Bear nodded.
"Fine, but I want to hold the key."