(This part was already posted, but I deleted that post and made this one because somehow paragraphs disappeared)

I woke up with a start, disoriented and groggy. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting stripes of light across my room. As I blinked away the remnants of sleep, a familiar sensation tugged at my mind—a tightness around my groin reminded me of the cage I was still locked in. Frustration bubbled up inside me, quickly replacing the remnants of drowsiness.

I sat up, feeling the cold metal pressing against my skin. 'How could I possibly face another day like this?' My heart raced at the thought of returning to the shop, where Jess would undoubtedly pick up right where she left off, teasing and pushing my limits. I ran a hand through my hair, trying to shake off the embarrassment and frustration.

After a moment of reluctant contemplation, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, the cage clinking softly as I moved. 'No backing out now.' I had to get ready. I shuffled to the bathroom, splashed some cold water on my face, and stared at my reflection.

I took a deep breath and began my morning routine, all while mentally preparing for the day ahead. After brushing my teeth and getting dressed in the same uniform I'd worn before, I glanced down at the cage. 'There's no way I could let this define my day.'

I grabbed my bag and headed for the door. Maybe today would be different.

As I stepped outside, I was greeted by the fresh morning air, a slight breeze that brought a momentary sense of relief. But as I walked toward the shop, the weight of the cage settled back into my thoughts, reminding me of the challenges that lay ahead.

Arriving at the store, I took a moment outside to gather myself. 'This was all part of the game.' With one last deep breath, I pushed the door open and stepped inside, ready—or as ready as I could be—to face whatever Jess had planned for me today.

She looked up as I entered, her face lighting up with a mischievous grin. "Good morning, Oliver! Ready for another exciting day?" Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, and I could feel my cheeks heat up under her gaze.

"Morning," I replied, trying to sound more confident than I felt. "I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be."

"Great!" she chirped, bouncing on her heels. "I've got some fun ideas lined up for you today." She leaned over the counter, resting her chin on her hands, and gave me an exaggerated pout. "Are you ready to be my special little demo again?"

I rolled my eyes, but a part of me couldn't help but feel a thrill at the prospect. "Do I have a choice?"

Jess chuckled, the sound light and teasing. "Not really! Besides, you were such a hit yesterday. We can't let our customers down!"

Just then, a group of three customers walked in—a couple and their friend—looking eager to explore. Jess straightened up, her demeanor shifting to that of a polished salesperson. "Welcome to our shop! Can I help you find anything specific today?"

I stood off to the side, watching as she engaged the customers, her charm radiating through the store. A sense of dread crept over me as I realized I was likely going to be the center of attention again.

The couple browsed through the various items while their friend, a tall woman with an adventurous glint in her eye, eyed the chastity cages. "Do you have any recommendations?" she asked Jess, pointing toward my direction.

Jess turned to me with a playful smile. "Actually, I have the perfect demo for you! Oliver here is currently wearing one of our best-selling models."

My heart sank as Jess gestured toward me, the cage clinking lightly as I shifted uncomfortably.

The friend's eyes lit up. "Oh really? Can we see how it works?" she asked, her enthusiasm palpable.

Jess sauntered over to me, a mischievous smirk dancing on her lips. "Oliver, why don't you come over here and show our friends how well it fits? You know, just for a little demonstration."

I hesitated, heat flooding my face. 'This wasn't happening! ' "Jess, do we have to?" I pleaded, hoping to appeal to her sense of mercy.

"Oh, come on!" she teased, her voice dripping with playful insistence. "It'll be fun! Besides, it's just a quick demo. It's not like they haven't seen one before."

With the customers watching expectantly, I felt trapped. Reluctantly, I stepped forward, my heart racing as I approached Jess and the trio.

"Here we go!" she announced cheerfully, her tone dripping with enthusiasm. "Oliver, show them how snug it fits."

As I stood there, awkwardly aware of the cage, the customers leaned in closer, intrigued. "So, how does it feel?" one of them asked, a glint of curiosity in her eyes.

I swallowed hard, trying to find the words. "Uh, it's... secure," I managed, wishing I could disappear.

Jess, enjoying my discomfort, chimed in. "You know, it really helps keep him focused! Perfect for those who need a little motivation." She winked at me, her amusement only heightening my embarrassment.

The friend grinned, clearly entertained. "I can see why it works so well for him!"

"Absolutely!" Jess replied, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "In fact, Oliver here has been helping us boost our sales dramatically. Isn't that right?"

I could only nod, wishing for the ground to swallow me whole. 'What had I gotten myself into?'

After a few more teasing remarks and giggles from the customers, Jess finally wrapped up the impromptu demonstration. "Alright, everyone! If you have any questions about chastity cages or any other toys, I'm here to help!"

As the customers resumed browsing, Jess leaned in closer to me, her voice low and conspiratorial. "See? Who knew you'd be such a great demo subject? I'm starting to think I should keep you locked up all the time!"

I sighed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and helplessness. "Yeah, well, let's not make this a regular thing."

Jess laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, don't be such a party pooper! This is too much fun!"

And she was right; I didn't know why, but I was starting to have fun with all this situation. The teasing, the attention, the thrill of being on display—it was all oddly exhilarating. The more Jess joked and encouraged the customers to engage with me, the more I found myself embracing my role in this strange little game.

As the day wore on, Jess kept the atmosphere light and playful, engaging with customers while occasionally pulling me into the conversation. I found myself laughing along, caught up in the moment despite my initial embarrassment. Even when customers playfully inquired about the chastity cage, I managed to hold my head high, answering their questions with a surprising mix of confidence and humor.

"Does it really work?" one customer asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, it works alright!" Jess replied, nudging me playfully. "It keeps him nice and focused. No distractions for this little guy!"

I could only laugh it off, rolling my eyes as the customers chuckled. "Yeah, focus is definitely key here," I added, trying to sound nonchalant.

By the time the afternoon rush slowed down, I found myself surprisingly comfortable with the attention. Jess caught my eye from across the store and gave me an approving nod. "See? You're getting the hang of it! You're like our secret weapon," she teased, her grin wide and infectious.

As the day came to a close, Jess leaned against the counter, watching me with a sly smile. "So, how did you enjoy your little adventure today?"

I shrugged, trying to play it cool. "It was... interesting, to say the least."

She laughed again, a sound that warmed the air around us. "Interesting? Is that all? I think you secretly loved it!"

"Maybe I did," I admitted, feeling a mixture of relief and excitement. "But don't let it go to your head. I'm still not sure I want to be your demo subject forever."

"Aw, come on! You're too good at it to just quit now!" she exclaimed, feigning disappointment. "Well, in fact, you're not the one who gets to make that decision anymore. But don't worry; I'll give you a break at some point. You can just be my lovely assistant instead."

I raised an eyebrow. "Lovely assistant, huh? Sounds a bit too generous coming from you."

Jess stepped closer, her voice lowering conspiratorially. "Let's just say you'll have a front-row seat to all the fun without the cage. Consider it a reward for hard work."

"Deal," I said, feeling a flicker of excitement at the prospect of a more relaxed day ahead.

Just as we were settling into the rhythm of the day, the door jingled. A woman in her thirties walked in, browsing the store with a curious glint in her eye. She approached the section filled with collars and leashes, and Jess's demeanor instantly shifted into sales mode.

"Welcome! Looking for something special today?" Jess asked, her tone bright and engaging.

The woman nodded, her gaze lingering on the collars. "I'm interested in a collar, but I want something that feels a little more... substantial."

"Oh, I have just the thing for you!" Jess exclaimed, her excitement contagious as she grabbed a sleek black collar with metal accents. "This one is perfect for a mix of style and comfort."

As Jess handed the collar to the woman, she glanced at me with a mischievous smile. "You know, Oliver, why don't you try on one of these collars to show her how it looks?"

I hesitated, the thought of being put on display making me squirm. But Jess was already rummaging through the selection, pulling out a collar that caught my eye.

"How about this one?" she said, holding up a collar with a lock. "It's perfect for a more... secure fit."

I reluctantly agreed, feeling the cool leather against my skin as Jess fastened it around my neck. The click of the lock sent a thrill of embarrassment and excitement through me.

"Looks great on you!" Jess grinned, clearly enjoying the moment.

The customer admired me for a moment before nodding appreciatively. "I love it! Thank you for the demonstration!"

Once the woman made her purchase and left the store, I turned to Jess, expecting her to unlock the collar. Instead, she crossed her arms, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Oh no, I think you should wear that for a while longer. It really suits you."

"What? You can't be serious!" I protested, feeling the weight of the collar around my neck.

Jess laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, but I am! Consider it part of your new role as my lovely assistant. It really emphasizes your, shall we say, submissive side," she teased, leaning closer. "Just imagine the reactions from our customers when they see you wearing a collar!"

I gulped at her words, a mix of embarrassment and thrill coursing through me. "You're enjoying this way too much," I muttered, adjusting the collar awkwardly.

"Of course I am! You make the perfect little assistant, especially when you're all decked out like this," she teased, giving the collar a playful tug. "Now, let's see how it looks in the mirror."

With a sly smile, she led me over to the shop's large mirror, positioning me just right to showcase the collar. I caught a glimpse of myself—face flushed, collar snug around my neck, and the mischievous glint in Jess's eyes making it all feel more intense.

Before I could collect my thoughts, the bell above the door jingled again. Jess immediately straightened, putting on her professional demeanor. "Welcome! How can I help you today?"

The customer, a middle-aged woman, wandered over to the BDSM section, scanning the array of items on display. Jess leaned in close, her voice lowered as she spoke to me. "Play it cool, Oliver. Just act like you're helping me out."

As the woman approached, I forced a smile, trying to appear nonchalant despite my new accessory. "Can I assist you with anything?" I asked, trying to sound more confident than I felt.

"Oh, I'm just browsing. I've been curious about trying some new things," the woman replied. Her gaze landed on mine, and I could feel my face heat up again.

Jess caught the woman's eye and grinned. "You know, collars can be quite fun! This one looks great on my assistant here." She gestured to me, clearly enjoying the moment. "It even has a locking mechanism for added security."

The customer clapped her hands in delight. "You look adorable! This is such a fun idea!"

After a few more minutes of browsing, the customer finally made her selections and headed to the register. Jess rang up her purchases, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she glanced at me, still locked in the collar.

"Thanks for your help, sweetie! I'll definitely be back," the woman said with a smile as she left the shop.

As the door closed behind her, Jess turned to me, her expression suddenly serious. "Now, about that collar... I think you should wear it for a while longer. I'm not going to unlock it just yet."

"What? Jess, come on!" I protested, my frustration bubbling up again.

She simply laughed, the sound teasing and carefree. "You wanted to be my lovely assistant, remember? This is what you need to look adorable."

I sighed, knowing I was in for a long day ahead.

I sighed, but a small part of me couldn't help but feel a flicker of excitement. As the hours ticked by, Jess kept me busy, making sure I was involved in customer interactions while fully embracing my new accessory.

Throughout the day, Jess found every opportunity to tease me, occasionally giving the collar a playful tug or reminding me just how well I suited my new role as her assistant. Each interaction with customers brought new waves of embarrassment and thrill, leaving me a bundle of nerves and excitement.

As Friday evening approached, the store began to empty out, and I could feel my anticipation growing. Jess was wrapping up the last few tasks, and I wondered if she'd finally consider unlocking me.

"Alright, my lovely assistant," Jess said, her voice dripping with playful sarcasm as she sauntered over to me. "It's been a long day, and you've done a great job. I think it's time we talk about that collar."

My heart raced. "So, are you finally going to let me out of this thing?" I asked, my voice tinged with hope.

She smirked, leaning in closer. "Well, since it's Friday and the weekend is here, I suppose I can be kind this time." She pulled the keys from around her neck, dangling them in front of me like a tantalizing prize. Finally, she unlocked the collar, letting it clatter to the floor. I couldn't help but feel lighter without it around my neck.

Then she looked down at my chastity cage, a playful glint in her eye. "And I think it's only fair we free you from this as well, just for the weekend. Consider it a reward for being such a good sport."

My heart raced with excitement and relief. Jess knelt down and swiftly unlocked the cage, freeing me at last. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding, feeling a wave of relief wash over me.

"See? Not so bad, right?" she teased, her expression softening.

As we finished closing up the shop, Jess and I shared laughs and stories about the day, the teasing from earlier in the week morphing into a more playful camaraderie.

Once everything was in order, she looked at me with a soft smile. "Enjoy your weekend, Oliver. I'll see you Monday, and who knows, maybe I'll have another fun idea lined up for you."

"Can't wait," I replied, trying to sound nonchalant, though a rush of excitement coursed through me at the thought of what Jess might have planned. I fought to keep my expression neutral, but I could feel my heart racing.

As I stepped outside, the cool night air hit my face, and I took a deep breath, finally free for the weekend. Deep down, I knew I was looking forward to whatever adventures awaited me, but I tried to convince myself that I was more relieved than anything.