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.
It's been 25 days of being locked up, at the start you swore you'd never suck dick, but a strap on doesn't count, right? Now that its the only way to earn release, you hope it still works.
The cage had been locked on for months now, you could no longer take it and started signing up on message boards for anonymous meetings in public. You hoped they would give you pleasure and let you cum, but more often than not, you were just a play thing
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.
