These days the girly looks and the cage were just part of the normal attire your mistress expected of you, however the leaking in the cage that was constant, was punishable by a whip, cane, or longer sentence. It all depended on her mood.
At first you just paid her to come over and tease you, then it turned to dressing you up, then to chastity, now she demands not to be paid but to get to peg you anytime you want her over. You never knew you'd like it, but after 5 weeks of being locked,
Chastity was never really your thing, but neither was latex, however, now you find yourself at the mercy of a sadistic but sexy woman who only wants to torture you and keep you on the edge of horny insanity.
She told you she wanted to try some of her new creations on you so you went to her house. First she gave you a wig to try on, then your mind got fuzzy and the next thing you knew you passed out. The next thing you remember is waking up naked, hearing a c