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.
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.
She said she had never cum from oral before. You thought you could prove her wrong so she bet you that you couldn't do it, and would be locked in chastity until you made it happen. Perhaps you were too confidant in your abilities. You thought you would
