Emily, as anounced barely dressed

You just saw her last night like this, and yet your dick fights hard against its constraints. Emily wears the same she wore yesterday, which means nothing but her grey sweatpants and some slippers with rabbits on them. She looks adorable and gorgeous at the same time.
She smiles at you. "´Morning Ethan. Slept tight?"

You catch the subtext of her remark and her smile tells you it was´nt just a coincidence.

She helps you make breakfast until she asks, seemingly out of the blue: "I bet you must be uncomfortable. I mean...how can you even sleep in that thing?"

Her question seems genuine, and even though you blush you answer: "Its hard sometimes, but you get used to it. Sleeping i mean. And yeah..its pretty uncomfortable a lot of the time."

She nods. "I can imagine."

It´s interesting talking to her about your cage so openly. Unlike Lydias from time to time almost cruel, or at least calculating and dominant behavior, Emily seems genuienly interested in the mechanics of chastity.

"Maybe I´ll do some research" she adds, then she goes and gets some plates.
You continue your work, until you realize her looking at your crotch. You´re wearing sweatpants, through which you can kina see the bars of the cage.

"Emily?" you ask, snapping her out of her thought.
"What? Oh yeah.", she answers. "i was just wandering...i was pretty drunk last night and cant really remember, but i´m really curious..."

You think you know where she is heading, and dont have to wait long for her to confirm your suspicion.

"Can I see it?" Emily bites her lip.

You sigh, then you nod, and pull down your pants.