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.
Its been 3 weeks since you got locked, you are not allowed any stimulation of your little clitty at all. This is what you have to resort to for orgasms now.
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 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.
Signing up for a medical kink weekend was on your dream list. The chastity belt was a nice touch, but the full denial was starting to really get to you, you cant remember the last time you went longer than 12 hours without orgasming.
