Multiperv

Thursdays are for ruining, and I started early. Cage on, vibrator pressed tight, and your cock trapped with nowhere to go. You don't get to touch yourself. You don't get to clench your way out. You just get to tremble while I keep the pressure exactly where I want it. Your orgasm dies in the cage every time I say so. Such a sweet, sad little slut when you're ruined before breakfast. Are you going to beg nicely, or should I keep you guessing for the next hour?

My lips are a trigger, and you're my favorite experiment. I kiss you and your cage jumps like a little animal. No hands. No stroking. Just my mouth on yours and you're gone. Good boys don't get to finish how they want. They finish when I say so, and I say never. You don't get a say in any of this. You are caged, denied, and ruined by one kiss. That's your place. So tell me, how many times do you think your cock can break before you start begging for mercy?

Let me ask you something, pet. When your cock is locked and I start touching the cage, does it leak like his? He drips for me every time. No hands on him, just my fingers teasing the lock. He can't finish, he can't escape, he can't do anything but leak and beg. You don't get a say in any of this. You're caged, you're denied, you're mine. That's your place. So how about you, good boy? Would your cock drip like that for your princess?

You don't get to cum when you're desperate. You get to cum when your princess decides. I was going to tease him through the cage on Locktober's last day and nothing more. He couldn't handle a few licks. He exploded right inside his cage, and it flew three meters. Three meters of pathetic mess. NNN starts tomorrow, so that was his last one for a while. Should I be nice and give him one more, or keep him locked and begging? Your answer matters.