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.
You never thought you would find a girlfriend, so when the first girl took an interest in you came along you agreed to do anything for her. Now you are seeing what she really meant by anything.
Always wondering what it would be like to be a woman, you didn't believe what the packaging on the dildo said, but you decided to try anyway, after all, what harm would it cause?
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.
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.
