The cage had been locked on for months now, you could no longer take it and started signing up on message boards for anonymous meetings in public. You hoped they would give you pleasure and let you cum, but more often than not, you were just a play thing
The hard plastic cage covering your privates didn't let any sense of feeling through, but for some reason you tried to still tug on it even if you knew it was a hopeless endeavor.
Always wondering what it would be like to be a woman, you didn't believe what the packaging on the dildo said, but you decided to try anyway, after all, what harm would it cause?
It never occurred to you that the reason your anal plug kept changing patterns was because your girlfriend was live streaming you all gagged and locked, and the audience was controlling it.
