Carry on.

Small thanks sent to renadon for bouncing ideas off them. Also, I have a Ko-fi now, Here

Michael stood in line, waiting to buy the breakfast bread. He tried not to look around or meet anybody's eyes. He imagined that everybody was looking at the collar around his neck and what felt to him like the massive lump in his pants that was the cock ring and cage. But he also couldn't stop feeling aroused. He didn't know what Mistress Alex had done to him, but all his penis wanted to do was be erect and drip precum.

The cage had been a shock last night, but he knew he deserved it. He had been too eager and not listened and had to be punished. But the most challenging had been having his hands and legs bound up. Being restricted like that had frustrated him, knowing you have functioning appendages but can't use them. He didn't reflect on earlier that evening, and so much intense stuff had happened that he almost didn't remember everything. Finally, it was his turn.

Sarah was lying with her phone. She wasn't just reading social media but was going over her notes. She had made a list of sorts of things she had come up with and things she wanted to try. Some were easy to try, but others needed more preparation and larger purchases. She had crossed off a few things now, but there were many more that she had planned, some of which were for today.

She changed pages and started typing in the done list. Each kink got its own little review about how her experience was. When remembering back, some of them really made her hot, and when she was done, she was horny again, just from thinking about things they'd done.

She got up, walked to the full mirror, and inspected herself again. The dressing gown really made her look ravishing. She struck some power poses to get her ego up, and then the front door slammed shut, and she heard Michael call out.

"Mistress, I'm back with breakfast." Sarah took one last look in the mirror before getting back into bed and waited for Michael.

When he returned home, the first order of business for Michael was to prepare a tray to serve the bagels and make coffee for Mistress. While the coffee was brewing, he would undress and dig up a leather harness from the outside pocket of the suitcase. He was not allowed to open any other but that. The harness he found was very complex looking, with more than a dozen straps. He started putting it on but soon found out it was more complicated than he thought and had to start over. He reoriented it and, this time began with the most obvious. The ring went around his cock, and everything fell into place. But the harness was more severe than he thought. Straps went around his thighs, hips, chest, pecs, and shoulders and even straps ran down his arms.

He caught glims of himself in the hall mirror as he walked by with the tray and thought he looked like an overdressed roman gladiator. He pushed open the door to the bedroom and found Mistress Alex still in bed, and it looked like she hadn't moved a muscle since he left her earlier that morning. He put the tray down over her stomach and sat on the floor, and mistress Alex turned her head and looked him up and down.

"That fits you. Get up on the bed. So you can have your breakfast." Michael got up on the bed, not knowing what "your breakfast" meant. Mistress Alex spread her legs and, with fingers, spread her pussy lips.

"There, you can start eating now." Michael crawled forward and started licking while she had her breakfast.