Day 2

You woke up with a start, heart pounding, a strange weight and pressure between your legs. The moment your hand reached down, panic exploded in your chest.The tiny pink cage was still locked tight around your shrimp dick.

“Shit… shit shit shit,” you hissed, scrambling out of bed. Your pathetic little package strained helplessly inside the cruel tube, balls pushed up and exposed. The small plug was still nestled in your ass. You grabbed your phone and frantically messaged Ava.

You: Hey… I’m still locked. Need the key. No answer. You waited. Nothing.Panic rising, you threw on clothes and headed downstairs to the lobby for coffee and breakfast. Every step made the plug shift inside you and the cage tug on your tiny dicklet. You sat in a corner table, trying to look normal while sipping black coffee.Adam, another regular vendor you knew from the circuit, walked up with a coffee in hand. “Mind if I sit?”

Before you could respond, he slid into the chair across from you and leaned in close.

“You look like you need me to let you out,” he said quietly.You blinked. “What?”Adam reached under the table and tapped the front of your pants, right over the hard little bulge of the cage. “Do you want the key or not?”

Your mouth went dry. “How the hell do you know about that?”

He smiled calmly. “Because I’m the one who locked you in it, princess.”

You sat there completely stunned, brain short-circuiting. “What… how?”

Adam chuckled. “Ava is one of my girls. I was in the next room that night. You were so blissed out after cumming hands-free that you didn’t even notice me slipping the cage on you.”

He leaned closer, voice low. “You know, you’d make a cute little femboy. Or a proper sissy. That tiny, thick clitty of yours is perfect for denial.”You sat there dumbfounded, unconsciously pinching your own nipples through your shirt. Adam stood up.“Come on. Let’s go to your room and get that off you before we set up the booth.”

Up in your hotel room, Adam locked the door and told you to strip. You obeyed, standing there naked except for the pink cage and the plug still buzzing faintly in your ass.

“Oh wow,” he laughed softly, kneeling down. “You’re even smaller than I remembered. Look at how cute and puffy your itty bitty clitty is.”He unlocked the cage. Your thick little cock sprang free, rock hard and leaking. Adam gave it a condescending little pat.“Better get that under control before you go sell merch like a big strong conservative,” he teases. As soon as he left, you sat on the bed and dove straight into sissy porn. You scrolled for nearly an hour hypno videos, chastity encouragement, small penis humiliation, and “straight” men being slowly turned. Your tiny cock stayed painfully hard the entire time.When you finally went downstairs to help set up the booth, Mark was already there. You pulled him aside and told him everything the cage, the plug, the messages with Ava, how Adam had locked you.

Mark’s eyes lit up with pure amusement. “Holy shit, dude. You got caged by Adam? That’s fucking hilarious.” He pulled out his phone and showed you a video from the night Before. “You know Adam is Ava right?”

Before you could even answer, In the video, Mark was on his knees, eagerly deepthroating a monstrous black cock easily one of the biggest you had ever seen. He was gagging, drooling, and moaning like a total whore while the muscular black stud used his throat.

Mark giggled.

“Oh you hooked up with Adam? I mean Ava. Yeah, she usually works in threesomes. She’s a lot of fun.”You both laughed nervously as you finished setting up the booth, your tiny caged clitty still leaking into your underwear.

That night, after the event, you ran into Lexi again in the hotel bar. She wasn’t alone. Ava was with her, both of them dressed to kill and smiling like predators.Lexi grinned. “There’s our favorite little clit-dick. Ready for round two?”They didn’t give you much choice.They took you up to Lexi’s suite and immediately began transforming you. They dressed you up like a slutty schoolgirl tiny pleated skirt, white thigh-high stockings, a tight crop top that said “Daddy’s Girl,” full makeup, and glossy pink lips. They locked your itty bitty clitty back into the pink cage and added a matching pink collar.“Look at our pretty little schoolgirl,” Ava cooed, slapping your caged package.The threesome that followed was pure, filthy, homosexual heaven.

Lexi pushed you onto the bed on all fours. While Ava fed you her smaller cock, Lexi mounted you from behind and slammed her massive, monstrous cock deep into your ass in one brutal thrust. You moaned like a **** whore around Ava’s dick as Lexi started pounding you senseless, her heavy balls slapping against you.They took turns using you. Lexi fucked your throat while Ava railed your ass. Then they switched. They made you ride both of them, bouncing on their cocks while they called you their pretty little sissy slut and laughed at how your caged clitty leaked uselessly. At one point they put you on your back, legs over Lexi’s shoulders as she destroyed your prostate. Ava sat on your face, grinding her ass against your tongue while she stroked your caged clitty through the bars.You came twice hands-free pathetic, weak spurts trapped inside the cage while both dominant women used you like their personal toy.The night ended with both of them standing over you, jerking their cocks until they painted your face, chest, and slutty schoolgirl outfit with thick, heavy ropes of cum.You lay there afterward dressed like a used sissy, ass gaping and leaking, throat raw, body trembling.