First you wore panties, then you dressed up, now you are locked in a cage that you lost the keys for and there is only one way left to feel release. Let's hope you are a fast learner.
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 bunny outfit was embarrassing enough, but the cage they forced you to wear at your new job for the "Protection of the female workers" felt like just too much. But as your manager keeps reminding you, you signed a one year contract and it is solid.
