You get the hell out of there

You slip your arms out of the restraints, sit up, and do the same to your ankles. Your hands wonder around your cock. You are aroused as shit. Nevertheless, you get up from the table, run to the emergency hatch, open it, and jump out like a cat.

You land on the dock’s cold floor, and make you way through the crowd. Luckily, your ship is close by, so you get in, and get off from the ground the first possible moment. Luckily, when you clear the atmosphere, the other ship is still far behind, and you can jump to FTL without any danger of being followed. Relieved, you sigh. Then your glance wonders down to your caged cock.

Shit. You think to yourself. Now comes the difficult part.

For the next few days, all you can think of is your cock cage. As it is literally driving you crazy. Every minute of the day you just want to masturbate. And you just can’t. There is literally no physical way for you to do anything about this problem. On the holo-net, you read a lot about sissies doing it with dildos and vibrators. But that means going to a sex-shop. And for that, you need proper clothes. And those are just steps that are difficult to you.

Eventually, you sigh, and you plot a course to the nearest zetan planet. First, you decide to buy clothes. Which turns out to be an interesting experience for you. In your male life, you were always shy and just outright insignificant in these places, but now everyone is nice with you. They bring you one pretty clothes after the other. And for some reason - despite your depleting reserves - you buy all of them. Shirts, tunics, sweaters, scarfs, skirts, sports shoes, stilettos, bracelets, chokers, you just love seeing yourself in them! And you just buy and buy until you almost completely run out of cash.

Scraping the bottom of your reserves, you buy some make-up. You are unsure how to use it, but you know that it is a must to have if you are a woman. Then finally you go to a sex shop, and use your last moneychips to buy a large dildo and a vibrator.

It is only back at the ship when you realize how stupid you were. You had enough cash for a month or two. Now you have none. For a while, you debate yourself what to do. Perhaps work at a grocery shop? But truth to be told, the answer is was right there, all you needed to do was to face it.

-- Sissy in a cock cage tries to get her first orgasm! -- That is the name of the series. And it just happened to be the thing that solved all your financial problems.

Every day you tried getting an orgasm for hours. The cock cage still drove you nuts, but at least now you had hope. You even found some encouragement from the fans. Accompanied by some generous donations.

Eventually, you decided to show your face. You also dressed up for them and applied make up. You just loved the publicity this delivered. And eventually - and fucking finally!!! - you got your first sissy-gasm, with literally thousands of people to see in real time. While they would make their own recordings of course. This got you addicted. You would have numerous other orgasms on camera. And you just kept dressing up and swim in all the attention your body would bring.

Question: how long could such a thing continue?