It was then that Chester looked at Matt. "I'm not fucking gay either! It's not like I'm some freak that get's off from getting their throat fucked out. I like girls." he protested. It was important that Matt did not think he was going soft and turning gay. Being a Lock did not mean anything. Matt was unsympathetic to his problems. "I don't know what to tell you. Lots of guys don't get laid. You just have to be patient. Don't you have a whole business of fucking impotent people and letting them get it back? Just fuck their throats." he said. "I'd just be in the same damn problem if I fuck their throats or other holes. That's why I have to have an alias and a disguise when I do it. I don't want an army of stalkers around me." Chester argued. Just then his phone rang. Chester answered it. There was a job offer. It was someone that he had helped before. The man wanted another treatment. Sometimes, this happened to him. He usually blocked them at this point. This was different. He was offering 4 times the money. Chester liked money. He and his mother were barely making ends meet. "Alright. I am in." he said.
Personally, he was not looking forward to it. He went to the meetup place. It was at a local motel. One of the rooms would be rented for him to do his work. He made sure that he got his money first after flashing his White Lock to them. It was to ensure that everyone knew what to expect and that no scamming was going on. When he got over there, the man was already in the lobby. He had over $1,000 for him. Chester took it and put it in his pocket. It was something that he wanted. He was ready to go to the room with him. The man led the way. Chester followed behind him. "Thanks for coming again. I really wasn't sure if you would say yes." he said nervously. Chester just sighed out loud. He put a smile on his face. The boy already took the money from him. It was too late now. Chester was many things. He was not a criminal. "It's alright. Sometimes people need the help. I'm not doing this ever again with you though. You might want to go to a doctor next time." The man nodded his head. Chester pulled out his phone. He did things the safe way. He texted Matt their room number.
Quickly sending the information, he put his phone back into his pocket. The man looked at him. "Is everything okay?" he asked Chester. Chester shrugged. "It's fine. I've been booked for another treatment in a couple of hours. I told them I'd be there as soon as I could." he said. That was a lie. The text was so that Matt could call the police if Chester did not call or text him back in an hour. Everything went black when he entered the room. When he woke up, he was naked. Chester was also tied to the bed. It was tight as the rope bit into his wrists and ankles. He struggled, but the bindings did not budge. "It's no use. These knots are advanced." a voice said. Chester turned towards the voice. It was Kyle standing there. "What the fuck is going on!? Let me the fuck go! Shit!!" Chester yelled at him as he struggled. It hurt. He made absolutely no progress. Kyle looked at him coldly. "This is all on you. I told you that this was not the way to go. Do you know how many Keys are out there that go around and rape people? People like me go and solve the problems when the police can't!" he said.
Rolling his eyes, Chester glared at him. "Then you should know by now that I was paid to do this. Twice. That's the definition of consensual." he spat. Kyle just shook his head. "I bet so. Because he is a man. Do you give the same treatments to the women you use your Lock on?" he asked the prisoner. "Yeah. If they pay me." he said. He knew he was not doing anything wrong. "We've been following your trail for a while now. All of us knew about your Lock. Everyone has a unique one. You're always in disguise. If it wasn't for earlier at school, I probably would not have known to look out for you." Kyle said smugly. "So that guy was one of yours?" Chester asked. He was played from the very beginning. "We found him and paid him money to be used in this sting operation." Kyle responded. Chester rolled his eyes. "Well, you can have your money back and let me go. Nothing happened and this is not right. You can't kidnap people like this. Even sex workers would have a case against you." he said. Kyle just took off his pants and got on the bed with him. Chester began to get scared of him.
