My First Time In A Chastity Cage

I took the box in from the door, and walking in she got a big grin on her face and winked at me. I went to sit on the couch, and she sat beside me. I opened the box and took out the pink chastity cage, looking at it.

She smiled at it and then looked at the key. I knew how to put it on, I'd looked it up and it wasn't too hard, so I put the ring behind my balls and the cage over my cock.

She then gently took it and looked me up in the eyes, smiling at me.

She clasped it on, before putting the key in and unlocking it and pulling it off. It came off. She nodded and then put it back on again.

She gave it a little tug after it clicked, to confirm it couldn't just come off.

I moaned.

She looked up at me, gently tapped the pink chastity curved shaft, making my cock bounce a little, and smiled.

"Comfy?" She asked.

I groaned. She had come to learn the groans were basically the number one feeling of internal want of it and horny but also feeling worried about it but loving it, and she told me how hot it was a lot. I'd also told her more about it, like the want to feel like the cock's snug and locked up, and called cute or small or something. And that it's under my pants and everything, going out with people, our little secret.

And just generally the mean stuff I liked and what kind of stuff. At some point she got out her notes app and began typing stuff down, which was too fucking hot making me anticipate any and all of it coming back to bite me.

She had the phone and looked through with a smile. "If there's anything more you want baby just tell Mommy and she'll add it to the list, okie baby?"

I nodded a lot. "Agghhh when you call yourself Mommy and talk in that condescending cute way it makes me... agghh..."

She glanced at the cage as I hardened, but it gently moved but not really. The feeling was... exact. The exact feeling I'd wanted. Why the fuck was I born this way? Specifically wanting this?

I said it out loud.

She smiled.

She gently took my face in her hand. She stood up and looked down at me. "Because you are a small-dicked cuck. A pathetic, small-peepee, little weewee, useless-peepee little nothing dick virgin who didn't even get laid because I didn't get the dick I wanted. And you never had any game with a girl that wasn't me. So, you're still a virgin."

I may have told her a lot of words and things I liked humiliated and she may have paid more attention than I thought.

She looked down as I throbbed in the cage and then pulled the key up to hang in front of me. "You like this? Throbbing and not being able to touch?"

I nodded a LOT.

She smirked. "Good boy. Now look..." She gently took the key on the string and put it around her neck, nestling between the curves of her two big, pressed-together tits and pat it. "Mommy's gonna keep your key nice and safe okie baby? No need to let everybody know you're a useless little-dicked cuck and that she needs real dick yet. So Mommy's gonna keep it in her boobs, and then when we find a big, bad bully... you know." She shrugged. "Mommy's gonna have to let them know what a little dick you are and how you don't satisfy me. How else is he going to feel man enough to fuck Mommy's brains out, taking another man's girl, hmm?"

The cage was flapping over and over and over and over. The noise alone was sending me off, I was panting and throbbing.

She looked at the list and then at me. "One of the things you said was you liked blackmail. Pics too, not just if I sent you pics of me and some big bad bully with a bigger cock than you, but that I could use this to ruin you. So would you like me to take a pic of this chastity cage peepee and your face in it, cucky? And maybe one of Mommy's key, and basically caption it saying 'Just made my boyfriend a loser cuck lol' like that? Something like that?"

I nodded a lot and the cage throbbed. She smiled. She took my face in her hand again and looked in my eyes. "I think maybe at this point, like, sometimes I want you to not even nod when I ask you something unless I'm not sure. Unless specifically I ask you to. I like hearing that sound saying yes to me. I like when I ask you if you like something and your cage replies. Your caged little peepee replies so desperately in it's cage. It's got a voice now, just desperately clacking against your wittle balls like a needy little puppy."

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She laughed and smirked at me. "Good boy... now. Let's go see if we can't find someone suitable for Mommy, hmm?"

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