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
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.
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.
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
You knew they were also locked when they asked to lock you up, but you had no idea they expected you to match the time they already had in their belt, and since she was Ace it wasn't difficult at all for her to last the 3 years she already had.
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.
It had only been 3 weeks since you were locked up by the strange person at the bar, however, you were told if you wanted to cum, you had to record it in your sissy clothes and do it anally. Apparently 3 weeks was enough time to make this sound very reaso
