Irena has a cage for Marcus

Marcus wriggled nervously as Irena rubbed his wet naked body down with a fluffy towel. She was being way too thorough for his liking, brushing every inch of his bare skin, just like she had been during his long and very embarrassing bath. After what had felt like an hour or so anxiously playing with Luca, watched over by the cooing, smiling Klara, Irena had come to fetch him from the pet room, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and trousers, looking flushed and satisfied. It wasn't hard to guess she'd enjoyed herself a lot with the twins. She'd ordered Karla to wash and see to Luca, then called him to her side and led him through to another room where a brass tub filled with warm water waited for him.

At first, he'd been rather relieved, thinking she might be about to let him bathe like he normally would, maybe even sit back in the water for a while and relax. That faint hope had died a rapid **** when she'd gently eased the tail from his butt, then grabbed him by the waist and lifted his wriggling body up into the bath, putting him down firmly on all fours inside the tub. What followed was a very thorough, very embarrassing scrub of his naked body with her hands and a bar of soap.

He hadn't even dared protest beyond a few shrill squeaks, even when she'd squeezed and groped his butt, cooing about how cute it was. Not even his stiff, aching dick had escaped her scrubbing fingers, and when he'd tried to wriggle away after she grabbed it she'd just given him a single hard look and he'd frozen stiff, too afraid of another spanking to struggle now. By the time she lifted him back out of the bath, he was dripping wet, flushed scarlet and whimpering, his poor dick throbbing hotly between his trembling thighs.

"Keep still already, little bunny." She chuckled, as the soft towel rubbed firmly down his belly, making him squirm even more. It was back down near his aching dick now, and he knew any moment she'd be drying down that part of him too! He was so close he thought he might spurt right then and there onto the towel if she rubbed him too firmly. What she did instead was somehow even worse, just teasingly brushing the soft fabric over his aching dick and balls, teasing at his sensitive skin in ways that made him moan and shudder. Never quite enough to push him over the edge, until his hips were quivering and he felt like he was melting into the floor. "Oh, you are such a needy pet, aren't you?" She smirked, pulling away the torturous towel at last. "I think I'd better get that naughty thing between your legs locked away right now before it gets you into any trouble."

Marcus froze at her words. Locked away? She meant his dick...didn't she? Just like her other pets. A cold shudder passed down his spine and he turned his head to anxiously watch as she rose back to her feet. Flashing him a smile, the huntress queen stepped over to a shelf on the wall and grabbed something from on top. She was grinning even wider as she stepped towards him and crouched down at his side. Then she held out her hand in front of his face, palm flat. Waiting for him there was a small curved cage of silvery metal, looking to be about the size and shape of his own soft dick. Just like the ones the twins and Luca had been wearing. Beside it on her hand, there was a kind of open silver ring of the same metal, and then a little padlock and the key that would no doubt lock the thing together on his dick until she wanted to take it off again.

"Pretty, isn't it?" Irena cooed excitedly, as he stared in anxious horror at the thing. "You'll be wearing this from now on, little bunny, along with your tail and some cute ears and paws soon enough. Ah, you'll look so very adorable, I know." He shrank back, whimpering softly. Raising anxious eyes, he stared pleadingly at her, his lips trembling. He wanted to beg her all he could not to do this to him, but speaking now would only get him in more trouble. Irena looked back at him, her gaze gentle and almost sympathetic now, like she understood how terrified he was of having that thing on his dick. He didn't get it...if she knew how awful this was, then why was she doing it at all? "I know you're scared, but you don't have to be. Just remember what I told you, okay?" Her other hand landed on his shivering back, slowly stroking along his skin like she was trying to soothe him. In spite of everything, it almost was, as her long, tender caresses brushed over his shoulders. "As a male, you've always thought you could be as selfish as you wanted, but from now on you're only meant to please me, your Mistress. Just the way it should be. That's why you have to wear this, little bunny. So you don't do silly, naughty things like trying to touch yourself or worrying about where that cute, needy little dick goes when we're in bed together again. Better to just lock it way and you can use your sweet tongue instead to pleasure me, like a good, obedient little male. It's all for your own good, to help you be a better pet, and I promise, soon enough, you'll understand that for yourself."

Marcus paused, her soft, soothing voice washing over him. Somehow, with the way she was tenderly stroking him, he wanted to believe her, believe that this wouldn't be quite so bad as he was terrified of. And what good would trying to struggle now do him? Irena could easily just tie him up and put the cage on after, and then she'd be mad at him again. Better to be obedient now like she wanted and not earn anymore punishments. It would only be until Gaius came to free him anyway. As soon as he and his Father were safe, he could grab that key from her and take it off himself.

So, when Irena moved the cage back down between his shivering legs, Marcus closed his eyes, bit his lip and tried to stop shivering as much. At least his erection had softened up just from anxiety, so he didn't have to deal with that distraction anymore. The young prince gasped out as he felt her hand on his dick again, then moaned at the hot, tingling pleasure just that touch sent through his body. She held that part of him at the base along with his tight aching balls, and moments later he felt something cold slip around his sack, fastening over the top of his shaft as well. Just by the shape, he guessed it was the ring part, which meant the actual cage was still to come. Marcus nibbled on his lip, trying to distract himself by thinking of happier times. Only with Irena right there leaning over him, her hand on his dick, all that seemed to come to mind was how she'd stroked his head and tenderly fed him from her hand that night by the campfire. It had felt...nice to be sure, but was that really the only happy memory he could think of?

A sharp gasp escaped his lips as he felt her slip the cold cage over the head of his soft dick. There was a sharp clicking noise from between his legs as it slid into place, covering the entirety of his shaft, with the ring part cradling his balls and settled against the skin of his pelvis. It wasn't uncomfortable...not exactly anyway, but he was very much aware of it, and so the fact that the most private part of himself had just been locked away from him by the woman who claimed to own him. More worrying still, what would happen when he got hard? He knew his dick didn't really get that much bigger, but there wasn't any room! What if it hurt?

"There we are, not so bad, was it?" Irena murmured beside his ear. Her hand slipped from his belly and darted up to pat him rather firmly on the bare butt, drawing a shrill squeal from his lips. His eyes fluttered open, and he saw her staring down at him with a satisfied smile. Hardly daring to, the young prince leant down slowly and glanced between his shivering legs. There, just like he'd feared, the silver cage covered his soft dick, held in place by that little dangling lock. He glanced anxiously back at Irena. The huntress Queen was holding the key in her fingers, her eyes gleaming with delight. "Don't look so very worried, little bunny." She cooed. "It'll be tough at first, yes, especially since like any selfish male you're used to just rubbing that cute little dick all you want. Those days are over now, I'm afraid. Only very, very good pets get to cum, and when you do manage to earn that reward you'll learn that boys don't really need to touch their naughty little cocks at all to spurt. They don't even need to be hard in fact."

She wiggled her fingers in front of his face with another teasing grin, and he blushed hot, remembering how she'd tenderly milked a shivering climax out of him just by stroking that spot inside his butt. Did she mean...she could make him cum like that while his dick was still soft and trapped inside this cage? That wouldn't feel good at all, would it? And yet he felt a tingling heat already in his belly, and his dick twitched rebelliously inside the confines of the cage. The young prince bit his lip hard, **** not to get hard already. He just had to...avoid that somehow while she had him wearing this awful thing.

"Good boy." Irena purred, reaching back down to ruffle his head with her hand. "You've behaved very well tonight. Now that you're all clean and I know you won't be doing naughty things like pleasuring yourself when I'm away, let's put your cute tail back in and get you to your new bed for the night."