Christmas in the Heir (A Locktime Holiday Original)
You change and shower at the motel while your phone charges and develop some semblance of a plan.
You try to do more research on the device you're stuck in, but it's fruitless. There's nothing online describing the locking mechanism, almost all chastity devices you can find use a padlock, an electronic bluetooth lock, or something called a "magic lock" which looks like what this is, but they always have a pretty distinct key. You wonder if it's maybe magnetic? In any case, it appears that you're stuck in here until you can find Abby or Max.
You decide to take a walk to Christmas-Air to see if Abby can answer any questions for you.
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Upon arrival at the campus, you notice the virtually empty parking lot, and a sign on the window to the main entrance:
* CLOSED FOR THE SEASON. SEE YOU IN JANUARY! – MR. GUS & THE CHRISTMAS-AIR FAMILY *
"Fuck," you mutter under your breath. You try to divine your way to Abby's place, but almost every house on every street looks the same and you have a hazy-at-best recollection of most of last night.
You stop by the local greasy spoon to grab some real breakfast, noting that the aching in your balls is getting more persistent.
Why the fuck didn't you jerk off before meeting Abby?