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 never expected your house maid would find your key and then blackmail you to stay her little toy when she caught you wearing your cage and took some photos. If you fired her, she would just release the embarrassing photos.
It never occurred to you that the reason your anal plug kept changing patterns was because your girlfriend was live streaming you all gagged and locked, and the audience was controlling it.
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
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.
