“Take Levi to the gym.”

That was the order from his owner. Nothing complicated. Get him there, make sure he actually worked, and make sure he followed the additional instructions she’d given him for afterward.

So Levi and I went to the gym.

The workout itself was pretty normal. Weights, machines, some cardio, and me giving him shit whenever he started slowing down. I’m a manager all day at work, so apparently supervising another grown man while he exercises comes naturally to me. He got a solid workout in, and by the time we headed into the locker room we were both sweaty and ready for showers.

That’s when it stopped being a normal trip to the gym.

We got to our lockers and Levi stood there waiting.

I had the key to his chastity cage.

He looked at me and said, “Can I have the key, please?”

I handed it over.

He unlocked himself, removed the cage, and handed both back to me. I put them safely inside my locker. That meant Levi was temporarily free, but the important word there was temporarily. His owner had been very specific about what was happening next.

We stripped completely and headed for the showers.

No towels wrapped around our waists. That was one of her instructions too.

Not exactly a hardship for me. I’ve never been shy in a locker room.

Levi was also under orders to keep his attention on me while we showered. She had told him very specifically to keep his eyes on my dick while we showered. I had laughed when she gave him the order, and now it felt strangely both powerful and submissive for me to be in this role. But I played my part, and kept checking his face to make sure he was actually doing what she’d told him to do, and sure enough, every time I looked over, his eyes were exactly where she’d ordered them.

Then the little fucker started getting hard.

I looked down, looked back at him, and started laughing.

Fortunately for Levi, his erection isn’t exactly something that’s going to bring the entire locker room to a stunned silence.

He gave me that look that basically said, fuck you.

Fair enough, little buddy.

We finished showering and walked naked back to the lockers. Still no towels around our waists. Again, not a problem for me. If anything, I probably enjoyed that portion of his assignment considerably more than Levi did.

Back at the bench, however, his temporary freedom was over.

He had to ask again.

“Can I have my cage, please?”

I handed it to him and stood there while he put it back on. No rushing him, no looking away to give him privacy. His owner had put me in charge of making sure her instructions were followed, so I watched until the cage was secured.

Then he handed me the key.

That was probably my favorite part.

I took it, looked at him, and made sure I said loudly enough for anyone nearby to hear every word…

“Don’t worry, little buddy. I’ll give your girlfriend her key back when I see her tonight.”

Her key.

Not his.

Because that’s the funny thing about taking Levi to the gym. I was responsible for the key for maybe an hour.

It still belonged to her.