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.
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.
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
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
