She told you she wanted to try some of her new creations on you so you went to her house. First she gave you a wig to try on, then your mind got fuzzy and the next thing you knew you passed out. The next thing you remember is waking up naked, hearing a c
You couldn't believe your progress. All the working out, denial, teasing, it was all coming together. Tonight at the party, no one was going to recognize you, and the fact it was a party known to have a lot of nudity, you were in for a wild ride.
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.
