He knelt on the bedroom floor, wrists bound behind his back with soft leather cuffs, the chain between them short enough to keep his arms pinned and useless.
The tiny chastity cage squeezed his c**k mercilessly, the metal bars digging into his pale skin as he tried to shift for comfort. She had locked it on him two weeks ago, and every day since had been a slow torment of denial, his d**k straining against the confines whenever she walked into the room.
Now she stood before him in her black lace lingerie that hugged her rich brown curves, her full breasts spilling over the top, dark n*****s hard and visible through the fabric. Her long dark hair cascaded down her back, skin glowing under the low bedroom light, and she looked down at him with that knowing smile, the one that made his st
