I woke up in my bed, with a huge hangover, can’t remember how I got there at all, I remember dancing, there were a few friends in the club, at one point we were joined by a group of girls, but how I got home and into my bed, I don’t remember.
I sit down, barely, and I find out that I’m completely naked, and I need to pee.
But what is it? I have a weird feeling down there, not really a normal morning erection.
A quick glance down there revealed that my penis and balls are locked in a cage, a metal cage, rigid, completely sealed, my intimate organs trapped and unable to be touched.
My god! Who did this to me? Where’s the key?!! Meanwhile the pressure in the bladder increased, and so I went to the bathroom, it immediately became clear to me that it was impossible to urinate standing with a cage on my pennis, it would have to be done like a girl, sitting.
I took two paracetamols, and waited for the headache to pass a bit, then I tried to take off the cage, pulling a little here and pulling a little there, no, there’s no way to take it off without causing real damage to the balls.
I started looking for a key, a hint, something in my pockets, nothing.
I started calling friends who were at the club with me, apparently they remember even less.
What to do? Should I call the Police? Fire department? Go to the emergency room in the Hospital? And what will happen to the public shame?
In the meantime, I was getting dressed, planning to go out for a bite to eat, and just then, I received a text message from an unidentified number.
“How do you feel now?”
“Who is it? What do you want from me?”
“Calm down right away!” came a new text message, “If you ever want me to take the cage off from you, make sure to answer my questions accurately, understand?”
“Yes, of course,” I replied.
“Then answer the question.”
“I feel strange, restless, tense and afraid.”
“That’s good, note, in order to be released you have to follow the instructions you receive precisely, understand?”
I started to get even more afraid, who is he? What does he want from me? If he was in my home, why didn’t he already take everything he wanted?
With great trepidation, I replied, “That’s clear.”
The next message came after a long time in which my tension only increased.
“If you have left the house already, come back immediately, if not, do not go out, a courier will come to you with a package, when you receive it, do not open it, just text me that you have received it”
I replied, “OK, I will”
I tidied up the house a bit, and after about an hour, a courier came and handed me a cardboard box.
“The package has arrived,” I texted him
“Open the package, there are numbered boxes there, take box number 1, don’t open it yet, and wait for instructions, sure?”
“Of course,” I replied
“From here on out, you will sign every message with the words: My Queen or My Mistress, is that clear?”
Oops! Queen? I thought it was a man, a robber or something, who is this lady?
I replied, “Of course, My Queen”
“Here are your instructions: open the lock of your apartment main door, go to the bedroom, undress, open the box, put all the stuff in it on the bed and let me know when you are ready.”
For a moment I thought it was time to stop, maybe I should call the police after all? On the other hand, she was already in the apartment with me, while I was completely ejaculated, so she could already do whatever she wanted.
I did as told, unlocked the door and I went to the bedroom and undressed.
From the box, I took out a pair of padded metal cuffs, and a pair of wide leather collars with a buckle. The handcuffs didn’t have a key attached.
I sent a message: “Yes, My Queen, I have done and I am ready, My Queen “
I waited again for a long time, feeling the tension rise, my heart beating wildly.
a Message: “Attach both collars to your ankles, close the buckle well, and lock one handcuff on your left hand, confirming performance”
So I put the collars on my ankles, they fit perfectly and didn’t cause any discomfort.
I took the handcuffs, checked them, they looked very strong, I have no chance of breaking them without a key, what should I do? I’m getting into a dead-end trap here!
I felt I have no other choice, I looked at the cage on my pennis and realized that I was already in a trap, and actually, this was my only chance.
I put the handcuff on me and wrote a message, “I did as required, My Queen.”
After a few minutes the apartment door opened, I heard her closing and locking the door, and then footsteps were heard approaching the bedroom.
I hadn’t seen her yet, but she spoke to me from outside the room, in a pleasant, caressing voice: “Lie on your back, and put the pillow on your face, you’re not allowed to see me come in, OK?”
“Yes, My Queen.”
I lay down on my back like that, a pillow on my face and I heard her enter the bedroom.
She took my free hand, closed the handcuff on it, and attached the handcuff to the chain that was ready under the bed.
Then she went to the other side of the bed and attached the collars that were on my ankles to straps she tied to the foot of the bed.
Then she took the pillow off me.
My mouth opened in amazement, in front of me stood, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, dressed in a white, semi-transparent belly shirt,buttons not so closed, her wonderful chest peeking and arousing, at her feet black mesh stockings, and the picture was completed by a black leather miniskirt.
My trapped dick responded immediately, but the cage prevented it fromerecting properly, and all I felt was a slight pressure.
She smiled, aware of her influence on me.
“What do you want from me? Why do you have to do it this way?”.
She was immediately serious, and said to me: “A. You spoke without me addressing you, B. You didn’t say my mistress or my Queen, next time if that happens, I’ll leave you like that and you’ll never see me again, of course!”
Myheart almost stopped beating, or if I had underwear, that’s where it would fall, I realized I had to be very careful.
“Yes my Queen.”
“And that’s it?”
“Sorry my Queen, it won’t happen again, musress.”
“Am I beautiful?” the girl asked me
“Yes, mistress.”
“More detail!”
“mistress, you are so beautiful to me! You have great legs, perfect chest and wonderful face”
The girl got on my bed and stood over me, spreading her legs on both sides of my body.
My breath stopped, a perfect pussy appeared in front of me, the beauty stood in front of me without panties.
She reached out one hand and started to pamper herself, the smell started to intoxicate me, I couldn’t move, I couldn’t take my eyes off, my dick started to get really tight inside you cage.
She inserted a finger in, moaning a little, then another, in and out, her fingers glistening with wetness.
She held out her wet hand and smeared her liquid on my face.
The smell drove me crazy, After a few minutes, she stopped and asked me: “When did you last come? And be precise in your answer, because if you don’t tell me the exact truth, I just get up and leave”
I thought for a moment, trying to be sure, not understanding how she could even know, butI was afraid to say anything but the truth.
“Three days ago, my Queen.”
“How?”
“I masturbated, my Queen.”
“Did you imagine anything? Have you seen a movie? elaborate.”
“I saw a movie, my queen.”
“Tell me what was in the movie.”
“There was a teacher or counselor there who taught two young girls how to please a woman, my queen.”
“Keep going.”
“She explained to them where is the best place to pleasure with her finger, and how to do it with her tongue, my queen”
“do You think you already know how to give pleasure to a woman?”
“Yes, mistress”.
“Well, maybe we’ll check it out one day.”
then The girl resumed pleasuring herself, sitting on my chest, her perfect divine pussy right in front of my face
“Do you Want me to release your dick?”
“Yes, my Queen.”
“What are you willing to do for that?”
“Everything, my Queen, everything! Whatever you say, my Queen.”
The queen got off me and the queen took out a key from somewhere, and opened the lock on the cage, and set me free from all handcuffs , my dick was erect and stretched like never before.
“Want to come?”
Yes, my Queen! Very!”
The Queen put her own hand in her pussy, and collected pubic juices from there, and with that she began to stroke my peniss, enveloping it all in her fist, and rubbing, up and down, harder and harder.
“You won’t come without my permission, right?”
“Yes my Queen.”
From moment to moment, the ejaculation began to press, and I felt that that would erupt in a moment, I was afraid to ask permission because I Was not allowed to contact her on my own initiative, but she didn’t ask.
My breathing has become heavy, I had to bite my lips.
Then, she pointed my dick at my face and said, “now!”
I’ve never had a squirt like this, all the ejaculation on my stomach and chest.
When I calmed down, she said: “You have 2 options, 1. I will let you go, and I will go away, and you will never see me again.
- You will return the cage on your peniss and hand me the key, so I will have a reason to return.
Decide now!”
