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.
Hypnotism never worked for you, but listening to it and fantasizing while doing it was hot, that is until you listened to the chastity swimsuit stories. Next thing you remember is being locked in a chastity cage and having new bikinis, you didn't rememb
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.
You never thought you would find a girlfriend, so when the first girl took an interest in you came along you agreed to do anything for her. Now you are seeing what she really meant by anything.
