After breakfast, I returned to my room, packed my bag, and then checked out at the front desk. The hotel transfer van dropped me off at the airport and I proceeded through security. As I stepped through the metal detector, I felt thankful that they didn't have full body scanners at the security check - I didn't think I could handle any more strangers finding out that I was caged down there.
The flight over to Changi airport wasn’t too busy. I took some selfies in the departure lounge and posted them to SnapChat, ignoring a group of lads with British accents on a stag do who looked over in my direction and sniggered occasionally. At the departure gate, an AirAsia pilot with shades on was pointing at me as he walked through the gate. He looked a little familiar but I didn't get a good look at him before he disappeared down an escalator.
Boarding started, and to my surprise, the airline called my name and asked me to talk to the staff member at the counter, a young Asian man who greeted me with a welcoming smile. "Daniel Carmen? I’m happy to tell you that your seat has been upgraded to business class." He pressed a freshly printed boarding pass into my hand. "Enjoy your flight, sir!" I thanked him and proceeded to board the plane, where the welcome from the flight attendants - three of them, all guys, I noticed - was equally warm. I stowed my carry-on bag in the overhead locker and sat down, then checked my phone in case there was a cage check request or there was any news from Mark, but there wasn’t.
After another twenty minutes or so, everyone had boarded and the crew had closed the cabin doors. I appeared to be the only passenger in the business class cabin. That would make taking in-flight selfies a lot more convenient. I checked my phone one final time before putting it in flight mode. Just my luck - there was another cage check request in my inbox.
There was still some time before we were due to take off, so when the attendants were out of the cabin, I got up and made my way down the aisle to one of the toilets. I closed and locked the door and stripped naked as quickly as I could. Remembering to smile, as if I enjoyed being exposed as some kind of chastity-loving himbo, I lifted the camera up high and took a selfie, then emailed it to my blackmailers.
There was a knock at the door, and then - to my horror - it was immediately unlocked from outside and one of the air stewards poked his head in. "Sir, we're about to take off. What are you doing? Hey! Get back to your seat, now!" He called his colleague over, and they practically dragged me out of the toilet cubicle as I scrambled to retrieve my clothes. My phone fell onto the floor and one of the stewards picked it up and put it inside his shirt pocket. Without letting me get dressed, the stewards shoved me back into my seat and phone-stealing guy held my arms up above my head. His colleague went to the row behind me and bound my wrists together with a heavy-duty plastic tie, which he then secured to something behind the seat that stopped me pulling my arms forward. Then they both stood in front of me and smirked as they examined my caged dick.
"I need to do the safety briefing now," one of the attendants said as phone-stealer departed down the aisle behind me. From his air of authority I guessed he was in charge of the cabin crew. He looked to be maybe early thirties, probably of Chinese heritage, with slicked back dark hair, and somewhat jacked with a thick neck and biceps for a guy his size. He retreated to a small galley area and picked up what looked like a walkie-talkie.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome aboard AirAsia flight AA42 from Denpasar to Singapore Changi Airport. On behalf of our crew, Captain Gordon Chan and First Officer Pablo Garcia Ramirez, and myself, your Cabin Crew Director Alan Lim, we would like to have your attention for our safety briefing. Please listen to your cabin crew as they review our emergency procedures.”
Mr. Lim put the walkie-talkie down and advanced towards me. “There are six emergency exits on this aircraft,” he said, looming over me and reaching down with his hand. “Two at the front.” He pinched my nose shut as I yelped in surprise. “One on each side over the wings.” He covered my mouth with his left hand while his right wandered down to my cage and his thumb rubbed against my piss slit, making me jump. “And two at the back.” He moved his hand underneath my balls and let his fingers tease my exposed hole.
“To fasten your seatbelt, insert the metal tag into the slot.” He grinned evilly as he picked up the metal tag from my seatbelt and thrust it into my ass, the cold metal making me gasp. He used the seatbelt from the seat to my right to strap me in at the waist. “Pull tight to fasten it securely. In the event of a loss of pressure in the cabin, oxygen masks will descend from above your seat. Place the mask over your mouth and nose like this,” and he produced an example mask and secured it to my face, muffling my protests. “Pull the strap to tighten it. For children and adults who require assistance, make sure your own mask is on first before helping them.” He adjusted the mask and tightened it further, the elastic digging into my cheeks slightly.
“Life jackets are under your seat. These have an attached light and a whistle for attracting attention,” he said, pinching my nipples and watching me squirm. “For take-off and landing, please make sure your luggage is safely stowed away in the overhead lockers or under your seat.” He squeezed my balls and tugged on the cage. “Please review the safety card in the seat pocket in front of you. We wish you a safe and pleasant journey from all of us at AirAsia.”
All the teasing and restraint, plus the thought of exposure to anyone that might walk through into the cabin, had me straining against the cage and leaking precum onto the red leather seat below me. But there was nothing I could do about it with my arms tied above my head, never mind the damned chastity cage. So I slumped in my seat in resignation and waited until we had taken off and the captain had started his welcome announcement.
I tuned out until I heard the Captain mention me. “…Unfortunately we had a delay of approximately twenty minutes prior to takeoff while the cabin crew were dealing with an uncooperative passenger in business class. We apologise for any inconvenience or delay to your journey.” Fuck, I was being blamed for delaying the flight!
Mr. Lim returned to the cabin. Ignoring me, he approached the cockpit door and knocked. The door opened and one of the flight officers stepped outside while the cabin director entered. Without his shades, I recognised him immediately. It was the Latino dude from the hotel gym.
“Danny.” He strode over to me and squatted in the spacious footwell to bring himself down to my eye level. He took off my oxygen mask. “Enjoying your free seat upgrade so far?” I glared at him, but he just laughed. He stood, gripped my chin and tilted my head up to face him. “You didn’t show up at the gym earlier. I was actually looking forward to our little arrangement. Anyway, I’m afraid you’re in big trouble. Disrupting preparations for takeoff. Refusing to follow instructions from cabin crew. Indecently exposing yourself in the cabin for everyone to see. I could hand you over to the authorities when we land at Changi Airport...” He slapped my cheek, not hard, but merely to demonstrate his control over me.
“Please-“ I began, but he cut me off with another slap.
“Did I say you could speak, bitch? I’m not done yet. So, what I want to know is how far you’re willing to go to avoid spending the night in a Singapore police cell. Alan and I are good friends, you see, so as long as I’m happy, and he’s happy, maybe we’ll keep all this between us. And I know Alan will be looking out for his crew as well. They’re both quite attractive studs, don’t you think? I hear they have bets on which one of them can make you cum in your cage when they fuck you.”
He stood back and folded his arms.
“So, will you be a good boy for me and the rest of the cabin crew? Or do we need to show you your place, and then hand you over to the authorities when we land?”