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.
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
You're mistress knew all she ever had to do was talk about touching you and you would get hard and feel the endless frustration of the cage, however, on certain days she would take down your panties and rub herself against you cage. It was almost enough
For two months now you have been locked and forced to ride a dildo any time your partner brought home a partner. As of last week though, you know have to write fanfiction about the events as they are happening.
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.
