The Keyholder: Part 1

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The basement apartment was perfect.

Perfect location. Perfect size. Perfect rent, meaning that it was low.

As Adam stood in front of the row house waiting for the landlord to come out and give him a tour, he hoped silently that she hadn't already made up her mind to go with another tenant.

But when she emerged from the front door a moment later, he forgot the apartment entirely. She was gorgeous. Just his type. Wearing a clinging sweater and a figure hugging knee length skirt. Also, he could tell she was a good bit older than him, by maybe ten years or so. He had a thing for older women—just one of his "things," and he could feel his cock straining against its snug metal cage underneath of his pants.

That was another one of his "things."

He regretted wearing the cage now, although he wore it most days, and he had started feeling naked without it. But he hadn't expected—this. This woman who was efficiently making her way down her front steps with a playful smile and her well-manicured hand outstretched in a greeting. She made him feel extremely conscious of it all of a sudden.

"Hello, there," she said. "Don't you look like a fine, upstanding young man. I'm Joyce. Nice to meet you."

She laughed a little, and Adam couldn't tell if she was joking or not.

"Thank you," he stuttered. "Adam." He could feel himself blushing. "I try to be." All the while was acutely aware of his cock trying to break out and retreating, and he suddenly felt horrified that she would KNOW.

But she couldn't know, he reminded himself. There was no way for her to know. His cage fit well. He wore it all the time. No one could see it under the dark fabric of his pants. So, he took a deep breath and tried to concentrate on the reason he was here—the apartment.

"Hello, Adam." She continued, taking out a set of keys, which Adam tried hard not to start at too deeply. They reminded him of HIS key. And seeing her hold them made him wish for a keyholder of his own—a woman, like Joyce, who would have the control over him that he craved.

"I've had a few applicants already, but I haven't made up my mind. I am really looking for someone who can be helpful once in a while. I mean, not ALL the time. But since my divorce, I admit sometimes things get a bit screwy, and it would be nice to have a tenant who could help me out a little. That's why the rent is low. Is that something you would be open to?"

"Oh!" He realized he said that too loudly.

Joyce looked startled. "I don't mean I plan to take advantage," she said, quickly. "Just small things, like when the smoke detector went off and I couldn't figure out how to get it to stop. Or when there was a brick loose on the front stairs."

"Oh, no," he said. The idea of helping Joyce out with her chores made the apartment even that much more valuable. If only she'd known he would have paid extra for the privilege. "I'd be fine with that," he said. "I'm very handy. I wouldn't mind at all."

She smiled. "What a catch! Then let me show you the place. Okay?"

Adam blushed again at the compliment. He followed her down the narrow staircase to the basement and waited as she fumbled with the lock to let him inside.

Inside, the apartment was just as nice as it had looked in the pictures.

"Take your time," she said. "Take a look around. Let me know if you have any questions."

The apartment was totally unfurnished except for a sofa in the middle of the living room.

"The last tenant left that," she said. You can keep it, or I can get rid of it for you.

"Thanks," he said. "I could use a couch." And he began his inspection of the place, turning on and off lights, checking out the laundry nook, the bathroom, the small bedroom, the kitchen. Everything looked clean and in shape. He couldn't believe his luck.

"So, you're a student?" Joyce asked, conversationally.

"Grad student," said Adam. "I'm studying engineering."

"That's nice," she said. "That's a lucrative field to be in."

"I hope so," he said. He was in the kitchen now, making sure the fridge worked.

"Any girlfriends? It's not that I mind. I just want to know who might be around....Or boyfriends?"

He laughed politely, trying to pretend that he didn't wish Joyce was asking for a reason other than pure safety.

"No girlfriends," he said. "Or boyfriends."

He added too quickly, "But I'm more interested in girlfriends." And then he wondered if that had sounded desperate. But if Joyce had noticed, she didn't comment on it.

Then he started opening up the kitchen cabinets, seeing how much space was available for his stuff. One drawer was sticky.

"Are you now..." She was leaning up against the wall next to the front door, tracing a pattern on the tile floor with her foot. "No girlfriend? A cute young thing like you?"

It almost sounded like she was flirting with him, but he realized that was crazy. His cage was getting to him.

He pulled hard on the drawer, and at the same time, Joyce called, "Oh, wait, Adam! Stop. It's broken!"

But it was too late. He pulled harder, and the drawer suddenly came unstuck and flew straight into his groin, the corner of it hitting straight onto his cage.

"Oh, my god!" He doubled over, instinctively. The pain was intense, partially because of the way the drawer had knocked into the metal and partially because he was already so swollen. It had been weeks since he'd allowed himself an orgasm. He'd been engrossed in studying, so it had been okay, but now being around Joyce, he was already feeling desperate. The combination of both knocked the wind out of him.

Joyce was at his side in a second. "I'm so sorry," she said. "I am so, so sorry. Are you okay?" She leaned over him, and her top dipped lower so her ample bosom was straight in his line of view.

He groaned.

"You're not okay. That damned drawer! I meant to tell you. Are you....she looked down at his crotch...are you injured?"

"No. No. It's okay," he managed to croak, but he

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Written by The Gentle Domme
Hochgeladen February 12, 2021
Notes Adam searches for a new apartment wearing his chastity cage, and he finds a hot older keyholder in the process.
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