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.
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.
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
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.
