I was on all fours, naked as I was led by a leash to the door to meet Trina.
“I hate you.” She looked at my boyfriend.
“It's for today. My waitresses don't serve clothed.”
“You're weird and so is he.” She pointed at me. “That is tiny!”
Great, she noticed through the cage.
“Get naked.” He yelled, “Now, or I'll get the whip.” I felt his hand tense causing the leash to lose slack.
She stripped revealing her body as she trembled. It was clear she hated things like this.
“Place them on the shelf. You can see Angel’s clothes there.”
She did, “Get on your knees and wait. I got to prepare angel. Dogs are nice but dolls are better.”
He took my leash off as she got on her knees. I was then put into the fluffy pink dress, he placed on the couch in advance.
He kissed my neck causing me to sprout a painful blocked erection, while he tied the back. “Ah, erections are nice. I bet I'll have a nice one knowing that you only exist to give me pleasure.”
I smiled. I been wanting this for a long time. I was ecstatic when he suggested finally putting permanent chastity into action.
He then bent down under me and kissed the inside if each thigh, making my dick have more of a hopeless throb. I dreaded and loved it at the same time.
Crying and laughing was how I handled my fate. He put pink panties on me then had me put six inch heels on.
I was used to wearing panties but not with a cage and it was a little more painful with the cage as the panties pushed my dick up and the cage was not happy about it.
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