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.
Tied down, caged, and teased for hours. This was the reality of your weekends from now on, however your mistress made it clear the cage won't be coming off on the weekdays.
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?
In your private time you would dress up and pretend to be a sissy schoolgirl. Today you tried a little bondage, you wouldn't' get out for at least an hour or more. Worse yet, you must have missed the letter about the apartment inspection today and you
You made a bet with another girl over who could stay locked the longest, loser gets photos of them in their belt released in the college forums boards. The first month was fine, the second month was hell, but the 3rd year? Even using the bathroom was eno
You're mistress knew all she ever had to do was talk about touching you and you would get hard and feel the endless frustration of the cage, however, on certain days she would take down your panties and rub herself against you cage. It was almost enough
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
