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.
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
Signing up for a medical kink weekend was on your dream list. The chastity belt was a nice touch, but the full denial was starting to really get to you, you cant remember the last time you went longer than 12 hours without orgasming.
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.
