Haulover

910 Days

You accompanied Fernando and Amanda to the nude beach. Amanda had gotten you a chastity cage, and wanted to see you rock it in public. And despite what felt like many hours of protest, you eventually agreed.

They both stripped their clothes off and laid on their loungers. You saw again how hairy Fernando was, and how big his cock was, even soft. You saw how beautiful Amanda was, every inch of her. But you'd chosen this path.

"C'mon, cucky, clothes off," Amanda chirped. You reluctantly pulled off your shirt. You had to wear bras now, as your breasts were still growing. People started to look covertly at you. Then you pulled off your shorts, exposing your pink thong panties. And then you tugged them down, exposing your penis, captured in a steel cage. It didn't fit perfectly given that you lacked balls, and Amanda had scheduled an appointment to get you measured for a better one. But the message was sent to everyone in your vicinity. You were completely, and utterly, a bitch boy.