Trans and Cucked

Mira woke up late that morning. She reached down between her thighs, feeling different. She felt a harsh steel cage wrapped around her cock and balls. There were menacing spikes around the crown of the cage.

"I think you've been cumming too much from being fucked," Walter said from his chair in the corner. "So I've decided that's all coming to a stop. You're going to be just a mere servant from now on. Cook, clean, doll your sister up for me and Sam. You're a domestic ****, Mira. When you cum, you get that clarity, and when you get clarity you get guilt about my lackluster son. And I'm tired of that. So you're going to be my sexless ****."

He got up and left. But Mira knew her guilt over Douglas would never go away.