It's been 25 days of being locked up, at the start you swore you'd never suck dick, but a strap on doesn't count, right? Now that its the only way to earn release, you hope it still works.
For two months now you have been locked and forced to ride a dildo any time your partner brought home a partner. As of last week though, you know have to write fanfiction about the events as they are happening.
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
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?
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
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.
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.
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.
