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,
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.
Finding a friend who was also into chastity was amazing, her ability to be super cruel and leave you locked for days or weeks on end without anything except being teased the entire time, however, was slightly less awesome. You were almost regretting tell
