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.
You never expected your house maid would find your key and then blackmail you to stay her little toy when she caught you wearing your cage and took some photos. If you fired her, she would just release the embarrassing photos.
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.
You were told you'd be locked in the cage until you willingly ate your own cum, you figured it wouldn't be hard, you had eaten a little off your hand before. Unbeknownst to you, your owner's idea was an entire bowl load. It took a long time to save it
All dressed up and at the party, only you were aware of the cage you had locked onto your self earlier that night, that was until someone said to follow them to the balcony. Once there they demanded you show them what was making the jingling noise, now t
At first you just paid her to come over and tease you, then it turned to dressing you up, then to chastity, now she demands not to be paid but to get to peg you anytime you want her over. You never knew you'd like it, but after 5 weeks of being locked,
You always dreamed of a succubus materializing and then using you to her hearts delight, when one appeared you were ecstatic, however, that all changed when you realized she fed off your frustration and not the orgasms you thought you would have an endle
