Show your cage

“Sissy, come here around the counter.” She commands naturally. Your flustered brain quickly obeys the command of yet another woman, as you walk around, barely staying within the leashes limit your mistress holds. “Now show me that cute cage.”

You look down and away in embarrassment, in the end fixating on her feet as you comply, lowering your booty shorts and panties to pull out your caged cock. You are straining in the pink plastic, as your panties are showing a damp spot. You squeal as she reaches and grabs your swollen balls in her hands, squeezing gently but slowly stronger. Your squeals turn to whimpers as she grips your swollen balls tighter.

“My my, such cute whimpers.” She chuckles. “What’s this though? Leaking from alittle pain? You Mistress is lucky to have such a slutty sissy” she wipes up the dribble of precum from the tip of your cage with her free hand, and shoves her two fingers into your mouth to clean off. Instinctively you suck on her fingers, still whimpering from the slowly increasing squeeze.

“Now sissy,” your mistress says in your ear from behind, you hadn’t realized you had approached from behind. “I don’t think I gave you permission to leak anything out.” She squeezes your ass tight. “I think you owe this cute girl an apology…”