Tentical Locker Novels & Stories

“Here now doesn’t bring them back.” Rios whispered, almost to herself, “Nothing does.” They reached a door labeled: S-LOCKER 3B The label was old. The lock itself was new—keyed, not electronic, as if someone had wanted a physical point of failure. Elara stared at it. “This is it.” Halden crouched, inspecting the lock. “Old-school tumbler. We need the key.” Dante’s gaze flicked to the ceiling vents. “Or we break it.”

“Well, don't be long or you'll miss the finale.” “I’ll try to be quick.” ⚡ Lucas was drawing back the locker door when Carmen noticed a tiny crooked line that ran horizontally just above where the locker door met the locker itself. “What is that?” She approached the locker and felt the area. To their surprise, Carmen’s finger landed on a slightly raised surface that gave under her pressure like a button, resulting in the tiny line opening up a little and allowing a metallic plane to slide project outside. “What the...?” exclaimed Marcus.

I let out a shaky, trembling breath, wiping a fresh tear from my cheek with the back of my hand. He had found Pediatric Charity Locker #14 Nobody knew about the things I hide in my Pediatric Charity Locker #14 except me. It was a small, dusty metal locker in the basement storage room of the old BGC Medical Center annex—a room forgotten by most of the staff, filled with broken IV stands and old paper records.

A photo loaded on the screen. The storage facility. She recognized it immediately, the beige exterior, the rolling metal doors, the faded number painted on the side of the building. But it was the next image that made her breath stop. The interior hallway. Narrow. Fluorescent lights. And at the end— Locker 23. The photo was taken from just a few feet away. Close enough to see the scratches on the metal. Close enough to read the number clearly. Below the photo, a single message appeared: *Looking for something?*

Badly. During my lunch break I locked the front door, flipped the sign to “Back in 30 minutes,” and quickly grabbed one of the new toys from the display shelf — a thick, realistic dildo with pronounced veins, a strong suction base, and a slight upward curve that was designed to hit the G-spot perfectly. It was heavy in my hand, almost the same size and girth as the cock that had fucked me so brutally last night. My hands were shaking with excitement and nervousness as I carried it to the staff bathroom at the back of the store.

I needed to be taken. My eyes scanned the room, landing on the small, velvet-lined box on my bedside table. Inside lay a collection of toys, gifts from a previous Luna, a woman who understood the unique torment of an Alpha’s wife. My still slick fingers, reached for the box, fumbling with the latch. It clicked open, revealing a vibrant array of silicone and glass. My gaze settled on a long, thick dildo, veined and realistic, designed to mimic a powerful cock. It felt heavy in my hand, cool and smooth against my skin.

he answered, still roaming around the locker room. “You know what, I’m getting dizzy watching you go round and round the garden like a teddy bear,” I said and he sat down on one of the benches located in the middle of the room. Once settled, I offered, “I can help you. Where’s your locker?” Esmilzo pointed to locker number 94 which is at the top layer of the four rows of lockers. I reached for the padlock and inspected it using the pocket magnifying glass I always carry. He was right. There were scratches around the keyhole and it’s obvious that the one who took his shoes is not used to doing lock picking.

It seemed happy from the first few weeks, until one day. “A reminder just came from our founder, please check your lockers immediately. Good luck and have a sweet nightmare.” Why in the world would he say such a word? Like 'Oh my Lord', what’s with the “Have a sweet nightmare?” It gives me the creeps and goosebumps every time that anonymous person is on MOD stand. He never showed his face to anyone, I guess, but who knows? About the lockers, once you turn eighteen and complete training, your trainer will give you a key which is for your locker, obviously. Well, I’m on high rank now, but I’ve never opened that locker. Since we were told to do so, I’m going to see what’s inside for the very fi

There was a slightly bent curve at the top and the base screwed on and off, she noted as she tentatively examined it wondering how it would fit. There was also a strange silver necklace. The pendant was a slender rectangle that was rounded on the edges about two inches long and maybe a quarter of an inch in diameter. It had a small black button on the side, which Chloe found odd but the whole box was odd. The note card on top was black with silver ink, and it read: Condoms and Lube I'm sure you can figure out however only use the water based lube with satin sheets. Handcuffs I'm sure you can find on your own ;) but just in case you need extra.

"Wh-what do you mean, he won't be able to have children? He was 15 when he went in. And what do you mean by blunt force and chemical damage?" The doctor replied, "It means your son was deliberately sterilized at the correction center. Given his age at the time, this constitutes a serious criminal offense. We are required to report it. I also need to understand something. What kind of environment was your son in tonight when he attempted this?" Silence fell. Mom's voice came through in fragments. "He was locked…in the storage room…with no lights…" "Who locked him in?" A longer silence ensued. "I did." Dad's voice was barely a whisper. "I just… I wanted him to calm down…"