Marla

You want to approach Marla and her friends, but Marla sees you coming and walks towards you instead.

"Linus, Hi," she says, giving you a quick hug. You talk and drink for a couple of minutes until the, by now pretty drunk, Marla looks at you and says: "Enough small talk, we haven't had anything for a long time, I need you now." And before you can demonstrate, Marla pulls you with her to her room.

After entering Marla closes the door while you think about how you are going to escape this situation. She pushes you on the bed, kneels down in front of you and throws her hair back. "Wait-" you start, but its too late. Marla already loosened your belt and pulls down your pants.
For a second Marla just sits there, completely taken by surprise by the sight of your caged cock-then she laughs in diesbelief. "Linus? You too? But why? What..., or rather who, would make you lock that cock away."

You decide that lying is pointless. "Lydia.." you start, but Marla interrupts you. "Ahh, so thats what the key around her neck is for. You dont have to say anything else. I mean you´re not the only poor bastard locked in by her..." Her head is inches from your dick which tries his best to move in his cage, to no success, of course.
Then marla takes the cage into her hand and lifts it slightly. "Such a shame though...that pretty cock of yours locked away. It looks so small in this cage...Either way, I can't do anything with it. I hope Lydia trained you well."

And before you have the chance to protest that Lydia hasnt been your keyholder for longer then a couple of hours yet marla pushes you on your back and undresses herself.
"I can't promise you any satisfaction," she says as she takes off her pants and her top, "But I can at least take a closer look at your cage while you eat me. I you do a good enough job I won't tell anyone."
She smiles at you with the face of someone knowing that they are in full control, and takes off the rest of her clothes. While her breasts weren't quite as big as Lydia's, her physique and face had their own charm.
In the light, her skin seems slightly bronce as she swings herself on top of you. With her back turned your way her shiny pussy is only centimeters away from your face, while she looks at your imprisoned dick.

you take a couple of moments to get used to this situation, then you go to work. While you use your tounge to pleasure Marla, her hands begin to move down your thighs.

"It's really a shame..." she says quietly, "No matter how much i sleep around, theres just something about your dick that always wants me to come back to you." She moves her face closer to your penis as she continues.

"I wish I could suck you off right now, take your dick as deep as I can, **** and gag on it as I try to fit just a little bit more."

She bents her head down and you feel her licking the cage.

"Now all I have to play with is this cage." She nudges it lightly. "At least you really know how to use your tongue, wow."

Marla moans and begins to move her body gently

"Do you think if I ask Lydia nicely she will let me borrow the keys? For just one night?" Marla asks innocently, her smile evident in her voice.
"Although..." she continues, "Maybe I like you more like this...I was always a bit nervous around you, knowing what you carry around with you, now I don't have to be anymore. When I see you now, I know that your usually big dick is well stored in this small metal cage." You feel her lightly patting the cage. Then one of her hands goes further down and starts playing with your balls.

Marla continues t move on top of you as if to a rythm while you do your best to please her, finding more enjoyment in the situation as you would have ever thought. Despite the cage, you begin to feel and orgasm rising due to Marlas words, her hands, and your situation. Is it even possible for you to cum in your cage?
Suddenly Marla's legs tighten around your head and she asks: "Ethan?"

You notice that you, lost in your thoughts, stopped licking her, and quickly go back to work.

After a while, Marla's moans become more and more frequent, and you, too, believe to be approaching your climax.