Boryn Stone
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Locked Service
🕑 Added 2023-07-30 20:47:15 +0000 UTCUlrich had signed his life away to the military as soon as he had the chance. He always thought enlisting would automatically make his life made, never needing to worry about any of life's common issues and that everything would be given to him. If he had known how he ended up, he would have never joined in the first place.
He hadn't expected the unit to be so strict, the military dictating every second of his life. He was under complete authority, forced to endure every single rule imposed, the most degrading dealing with chastity.
Each member of the unit had their cock locked away, forced to forgo any sexual impulses they had. The supposed reason was to keep the men in line, but it only made each one feel humiliated. The only solace they had was their shared experience, their cages on display whenever they changed. Anyone ranked Sergeant or above, however, were free to go as they pleased, unlocked when promoted. If they ever got promoted.
Ulrich was stuck in chastity for his entire service. He never made it above a Private rank, forced to keep his cage on for his enlistment. He was never allowed to remove it, only helping his libido to skyrocket. Despite never being able to touch his dick to get himself off, the Sergeants always made sure to make the troops feel good.
The ranking officers were allowed to fuck their men at any time they pleased. With the Privates having been locked away for so long, they couldn't oppose it. They could no longer resist their urges, needing to take anything. They'd been unable to get off for so long that they looked forward to the moments they'd be bent over and used. If the Privates wanted to get off multiple times, they needed to make their officers feel good, and Ulrich excelled at it.
Ulrich was by far one of the favorites of the unit. Several ranking officers used him repeatedly, sometimes even in succession. He was almost certain they intentionally kept him as a Private, but he didn't care. He wasn't allowed to think, not with cocks constantly shoved up his hungry rear, fucking his mind into oblivion with no control over his libido.
The years went by in a flash, but despite being discharged, Ulrich continued to wear his cage. He had grown so used to it, it was part of him now, engrained in his mentality. Still unable to get himself off, he kept contact with his ranking officers, locked in service forever to them.
