She cages his cock

Denise looked down at the pathetic man groveling at her feet. He had always been the strong dominate one on their relationship. Now he was a broken sniveling wimp begging her to take him back. Denise was snorting and if it was possible for steam to come out of her ears it would happen now. She needed him to be strong and take her, fuck her, and give her the orgasm she craved. But he was nothing more than a whore that can't keep is pants on.

Denise's mind drifted to Jon, how he took her, mastered her, and made her beg to be his ****. That was what she needed. But Jon wasn't here and this wimp was. She smiled at him. She knew exactly how to get back at him.

"Okay you want me to forgive you?" She spoke, her voice filled with venom. She turned and walked over to the box on the floor. Denise rummaged around for a few moments and pulled out what she was looking for. She walked up to the still crying Matt and grabbed his chin.

"Here's the deal, I'm going to lock up that little cock of yours until I think I can trust you. You will live here and not complain or try to keep me from whatever I want to do. If I want to fuck another man or woman, you will not say a word, but stay out of the way. If you can go out and fuck another woman, I can too. If you don't agree to my demands, you're out of here!" She looked down at him and the look in his eyes was of defeat. A tear ran down his cheek and he nodded his head.

"Not good enough, tell me!" She barked.

"Yes Denise, I agree." Matt said as he bowed his head.

Denise smiled down at him, but there wasn't any joy in her smile. It was filled with anger. "Stand up slut, and that's exactly what you are, a slut."

Matt slowly stood and watched as Denise knelt down around his still flaccid cock and shoved the cage around his cock and balls. She looked up at him as she clicked the lock closed and draped the key around her neck. "This cock is mine and if you ever want me to free it, you better behave." She snarled and smacked his balls.