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.
The pain of the small cage and a plug that was 2 sizes bigger than you were used to was almost too much, but the pure pleasure you were feeling from the rush of arousal was enough to keep you going forward with your training.
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.
Chastity was never really your thing, but neither was latex, however, now you find yourself at the mercy of a sadistic but sexy woman who only wants to torture you and keep you on the edge of horny insanity.
