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.
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.
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,
In your private time you would dress up and pretend to be a sissy schoolgirl. Today you tried a little bondage, you wouldn't' get out for at least an hour or more. Worse yet, you must have missed the letter about the apartment inspection today and you
