You lack the courage to take decisive action. Maybe everything will good anyway? You will act inertia...

Now you are **** to go to bed. However, chaotic thoughts about what happened do not leave your mind.

You still need to adopt a certain behavior pattern and react to the shocking event that has occurred.

“What should I do?! Do I really need to break off all relations with Peter?! But how will this affect my studies at college? Will it only get worse?” - the thoughts in your head are extremely restless.

And the cold touch of metal on the little head of your tiny cocklet makes you feel strange...

Some kind of all-pervading weakness, vulnerability and, at the same time, excitement...

As a result, you believe that the most correct option would be not to take radical action.

You decide to maintain friendly relations with Peter.

You will fulfill these strange "conditions"...

Your mind is dominated by the hope that in a week, you will free your weewee from the flat chastity cage.

"Yes, yes... You just need to be patient and wait... And everything will be fine..." - you manage to think before your consciousness is completely immersed in the "embrace" of sleep.

However, instead of a peaceful sleep, you feel something completely different...

It seems that dreams await you tonight.

Vivid and realistic dreams.

Now you seem to be on a luxurious marriage bed, among silk sheets and a velvet blanket.

You look around in confusion.

This large double bed with a canopy does not at all correspond to the real state of affairs in the room in which you fell asleep.

Before you have time to do anything, the fabric of the canopy is moved aside by the graceful movement of a woman's hand with a bright red manicure on her fingernails.

You see a beautiful and graceful girl, who is dressed only in lace underwear.

Her curly blonde hair falls on her narrow, delicate shoulders.

Her blue eyes look at you as if with sparks of joy in their depths.

Her plump scarlet lips passionately whisper to you: "I've been waiting for you so much, Billy..."

This girl's appearance is somehow familiar to you...

She partly resembles your girlfriend, who left you a long time ago because of the extremely small size of your penis.

In addition, there is something similar in the features of this girl's appearance to the appearance of some porn actresses.

Adriana Chechik...

Gina Valentina...

Elsa Jean...

You have watched a lot of porn videos on the Internet...

Probably because of this, these external signs have been preserved in the depths of your subconscious.

"I'm sleeping... This is all not real..." - you mumble timidly.

The girl presses herself against your body and her finger playfully touches your lips, silencing you.

Because of this arousing touch, you suddenly realize a shocking fact - you are now completely naked!

Your gaze turns downwards and you notice that your tiny penis is almost invisible due to the flat chastity cage.

Even in your sleep, this metal device has not disappeared...

You groan in disappointment...

"Don't be sad, baby... I'll do whatever it takes..." - the girl says, clinging to your body and licking the lobe of your left ear with her warm tongue.

Because of the touch of a hot female body, you feel a rush of blood to your genitals.

Sexual arousal increases more and more...

Alas, the cold metal completely blocks the flesh of your weewee...

Your pathetic pseudo-member rests against the metal limiter of chastity cage.

That's why - for an outside observer, no external signs of erection are noticeable.

You lie on your back.

The girl strokes your legs and makes you spread your legs wide.

An insistent need to get sexual pleasure overwhelms you...

You breathe heavily.

The palms of the girl's hands gently caress the inside of your thighs, lightly touching your skin. Her dainty fingers stop short of touching your locked sissy clit.

"Your locked weewee looks absolutely delicious, Billy! It's so cute! But don't worry... I have a key and I can free your funny tiny cocklet! Hee! Hee!"

As the mocking female voice teased you, your body began to tremble and writhe due to the growing arousal.

The tears in your eyes almost prevented you from noticing how (as if from nowhere!) a miniature metal key appeared in the fingers of this cutie girl's right palm!

In the next few seconds, the girl skillfully found the keyhole and carefully turned the key, which allowed her to easily remove this metal device from your small penis. The female fingers grasped your small testicles and impatiently removed the metal locking ring.

You gasped when the pressure of the ring on your sensitive testicles disappeared. After that, the girl gently and tenderly grabbed your tiny penis with her fingers.

It would seem that the genital organ, freed from the restrictions of the metal device, should experience an erection and increase in size.

Alas...

You see with your own eyes how a cute female face bends over your groin - but, at the same time, your penis remains ridiculously small.

Your cocklet does not increase in size at all, despite the waves of sexual arousal that rush one after another through your body.

The girl licks the head of your pathetic penis with her tender pink tongue. The head of your weewee easily fits in her mouth. After all, the size of this pseudo-penis head is simply ridiculously small. This thing is more like a small grape...

You whine when the female tongue rotates around the head of your pathetic cocklet.

While the girl licks and sucks your "grape", she maintains eye contact.

And you are ashamed to see in her eyes the joyful awareness of your insignificance as a male.

She wraps her lips around the head of the cocklet and slowly slides her mouth down the shaft of the cocklet.

As shameful as it is to admit, the shaft of your penis is still flaccid...

Combined with its extremely short length, this fact seems like an obvious confirmation of the failure of your masculinity.

A unique combination of shame and sensual pleasure.

Soft and moist female lips...

The girl's hot tongue...

You whine with pleasure at the touch of her tender female flesh.

Your eyes roll back. Your sobs turn into moans.

Another female hand caresses your small balls.

Your moans steadily increase.

You lie on the bed, spreading your legs apart.

Your legs tremble due to **** sexual arousal.

The girl is in complete control of the situation, continuing to lick and suck your pathetic weewee.

Minute after minute passes...

But for some reason you still can't cum...

The cutie girl's face moves away from your groin area.

Her charming smile and sly look attract your attention.

"I think I know what you need, Billy..." she says in a charmingly attractive and sweet voice.

The next second, she quickly moves her right hand and plunges her index finger into your anus!

A few jets of your sperm squirt high towards the ceiling and then fall right on your own face.

You scream in pain…

The girl’s mocking laughter seems to drive you crazy…

Your consciousness plunges into darkness…

Finally, you come to your senses.

You open your eyes, looking around.

Everything is as usual.

You are in bed.

In your dorm room.

Peter looks out from the kitchen, worried: “You screamed, Billy. You must have had a nightmare…Are you feeling okay? Does your head hurt?”

“Yeah, yeah…I’m fine…Everything is fine…” you answer absentmindedly.

However, looking around, you notice that your panties are heavily stained with your own sperm.

Apparently, you had an involuntary ejaculation during your sleep.

You quickly take off your cum-soaked panties.

Cum is still oozing out of the holes of our flat chastity cage…

The appearance of this is simply pathetic and shameful…

“Billy, we both have to go to college soon! Try not to be late! And remember to follow the conditions! A viewer of the stream paid us a very large donation. If you want to free yourself from the chastity cage at the end of this week, it is in your own interest to fulfill all the conditions...”

The conditions…

One of them is that you must always wear women's underwear.

Even to college.

“Well… No one will see women's underwear… Outerwear will hide it… But now my women's panties are heavily stained with my own cum… I will have to find new panties… Should I deal with this myself or should I ask Peter for help?” - you think in confusion.

You are ashamed to admit to Peter that you had a “wet” dream.

Besides, he is clearly in a hurry now.

If you want to ask him for help, you need to act quickly.