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Technology has reshaped dating. That is certain. It began with apps like Bumble, giving women control over who starts conversations, but a startup named ‘Honey’ truly turned the tide. The concept appeared humorous—a dating platform where every male user wore a chastity cage. Designed for niche enthusiasts eager about chastity play, its creators never foresaw the massive unintended ripple effects.
As word reached mainstream audiences via joke articles initially, ‘tourists’ began popping up on the app: women wanting to experience the novelty of dating a man in a cage. Though often starting as a lark, they seemed to enjoy it. Honey adapted by allowing other apps to use its API, so Tinder and Match profiles started displaying ‘Honey Lock preferred’ for those favoring locked men.
Pressure built slowly, yet more women grew willing to take a chance on the Honey Lock device. It offered safety and removed sexual obligation, which women loved. Gradually, often reluctantly, more guys opted in—first as a trickle, then flooding over at the tipping point. Honey opened numerous ‘Honey Pot’ storefronts where men could be fitted with their distinctive bright orange metal cages. They sold the cage alongside a subscription plan. Each month included a set number of codes; starting at three for the most affordable tier, the wearer could invite a woman via the app, giving her access to his device. If she chose, she could unlock it.
And so here I sit in the waiting room of one Honey Pot facility, inside a bright building with glass fronts and friendly orange decor. Fidgeting nervously, I await my name being called, hoping this is right. For three months now, every contact on any app stalled when women asked variations of “You’re on Honey, aren’t you?” before fizzling out after I confessed otherwise. The final straw came yesterday when a cute brunette named Claire messaged: “Hey - love to meet up - text me when you’re on Honey!”
“Greg?” A woman called, breaking my concentration as she stepped from the fitting room in a lab coat holding a tablet. Standing and nodding self-consciously, feeling eyes upon us all, I followed her through the door into a small medical-office-like space.
“Ohkay…” She said cheerfully, scrolling on her tablet. “Looks like you’ve picked a three-month subscription with three codes monthly?”
“Erm, yes.” I replied, looking down and blushing. Tall with long hair platted back, she was plain but attractive enough.
“Good - well - no need to be nervous since you pre-signed the online paperwork, but let’s go over the agreement before we fit you, okay?” She smiled as I nodded again. “So—you’re committing to behavioral guidelines. First, you must not tamper with or try to defeat the device in any way. It prevents orgasm and features sophisticated electronic monitoring. Excessive pressure, even slight vibration, or too much movement triggers ‘lock-up’ mode. The device stops responding to codes and alerts the company. You forfeit your subscription and deposit if this happens. You can return the device only after your period ends, not before. Long story short: don’t mess with it—understood?” She grinned mischievously, holding my gaze.
I nodded. “Y-yes.” I managed. “U-understand.”
“Good!” she beamed. “Now, it’s not all bad! As you know, you can invite women to grab an unlock code via the Honey app. Each invitation uses one of your codes whether or not they use it to release you. The code stays valid until you send another invite—note that a new invite invalidates the previous one. This means no more than one key holder at once—you understand?”
“Yes - yes I do.” Nodding.
“OK, and finally, each time a woman uses her code, it authorizes removal for 90 minutes. She can extend this window, but you are responsible for ensuring re-locking before the authorization expires. Any violation leads to lockup and forfeiture. Clear?”
“Yes - so—you’ll show me how that works later, right?”
“Yes,” she grinned. “Why don’t you take off your pants and underwear and hop onto the table.” She grabbed a cardboard box while I unbuttoned my belt self-consciously. Instinctively turning away as I removed shoes then trousers/pants together, folding them neatly, I sat on the table under her watchful professional gaze.
“OK - spread your legs and put feet in stirrups,” she laughed at my knees locked tightly from modest embarrassment. “Don’t worry—I’ve seen it all before.”
Taking a deep breath, I parted thighs to rest ankles in sheepskin foot rests. “Women deal with this constantly going to the doctor, so don’t feel too bad!” Vulnerability and humiliation hit harder than expected; my face flushed as she pulled out the bright orange device.
“OK - two parts,” she said holding one piece each hand. “The ring goes around your shaft behind testicles; the cage clips onto it enclosing penis and securing balls in place. Hardened steel covered with skin-tone synthetic rubber for comfort. The cage unlocks but stays off when authorized, while the ring remains permanently.”
Nodding as she stepped between legs grasping my balls, I gasped at immediate bodily reaction to stimulation. Laughing tenderly, she pushed one ball then the other through the ring skillfully. Uncomfortable yet painless sensation followed. Before thoughts could gather firmness rose in cock under unusual touch.
“Don’t worry Greg,” chuckling watching involuntary response. “Quite normal. Wait a moment for calm down before fitting cage yourself. Push penis right inside, align pins on cage with holes ring—point downwards!” Handing over orange device, I examined steel construction nervously letting tip rest entrance edge. Cold touch softened manhood momentarily allowing stuffing into tiny prison solid click signaled secure installation tugging softly confirmed understanding first time.
“Good.” Playfully running fingers exposed scrotum making balls tighten reflexively cock swell inside tube. “First time! Important clean using shower head daily let dry otherwise use app invite key holders unlock return issues arise release authorized medical reasons only OK get dressed unless problems see three months think enjoy Honey!”