It was finally time to decide. You’d seen several different cages, each one sported by an eager or bashful model, each one doing his best to show you why their cage should be the one you take home.

You had narrowed it down to two choices, but the final decision is always the most difficult. The idea of being locked in a pink chastity nearly made your pants tent, but the swelling of your sheath was going to be impossible to ignore rather soon.

“I’ll take…that one.”

Pointing at the Platinum Pink MicroMetal, the mere thought of trying it on later made you giddy. Perhaps because it was the first cage you’d come across on you tour, it made a lasting impression. Or perhaps it was because it was the smallest option in the entire showcase, you couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to stain against such a small device…!

The chubby husky gasped in delight as you pointed to him, his own chastity drooling before taking your accessory for the register for you, with his tail swaying eagerly in his wake. It was a clever sales strategy, and the pre stringing to the floor was a great demonstration of how much the employees enjoyed their wares. The dragonwolf beside him sighed, bowing politely before taking his leave and joining the tiger manager who was fixing a bow around his pink shirt in a mirror.

There was one other reason for the models’ passionate sales pitches and exhibitionist attire. A reward beyond a simple commission payment, and a reward for the entire store.

“Alright, attention all customers! It’s the end of the month, time for a show, and a sale!” The sabertooth stood atop the salescounter, a vibrating massage wand in his paw as if it were a microphone. Keeping his show-manlike flair, he jumped back down and pulled at the husky’s apron, pulling him to follow just moments after he’d finished ringing you out.

Walking back onto the raised platform the models stood at prior, the tiger crouched down until his muzzle was level with the husky’s leaking chastity. Pointing the wand upwards, the lights surrounding dimmed, until the brightest spot in the store was the stage. With a press of a button, an audible BZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz filled the air, as he teased and pressed at the throbbing metal cage.

The busy store fell mostly quiet aside from the chatter of a few in the midst of purchasing, as everyone’s attention fixed on the whirr of the wand and the needy canine’s whines. The husky tried to keep himself quiet, but it had been a long month…he didn’t get to play with himself on or off the clock (company policy) to make sure the employees all craved that monthly reward. And he NEEDED it. His feet shuffled as that near-forgotten pressure built between his legs, as his breathing grew rapid and shallower…

The tiger could tell without even hearing a word, the husky was close. He took up a dog bowl in his free paw, getting ready to catch the results, though he was not prepared in the slightest.

With an audible whine, the first splash of subby husky seed splattered into the bowl with considerable force, enough to catch the feline off guard “Whoa. I guess you–” he couldn’t even get the words out before the next few ropes of cream sprayed over his fur, a few catching him on the face as he tried in vain to collect the mess “--you really were ‘hard’ at work, judging from all this mess.”

The husky could only shake and whine in response, nodding as the rest was milked from his needy balls, enjoying the bliss of his afterglow after so long being denied. From the counter, the dragonwolf watched his manager getting sprayed…though he wished it was him getting the release, the display was enough to get him straining and blushing. It was going to be another long month, but now he’d have an advantage.

It was their monthly event, and the main attraction of the kink boutique.

“And there we have it, our hardworking employee of the month got his reward. And now, the rest of you get 30% off any other chastity model in store! Give our other models a chance at getting the reward themselves next time. The tiger roared with laughter, completely unfazed by the mess on his shirt or the strings of cum dripping on his fur.

“A-and thanks for…nghhh…thanks for shopping at Cock-Blocks! P-please come again!” the husky barked, adding a bit more cream to his dog bowl.