It was uncomfortable when I started using the cage, it was very tight and bothered me. Both he and I agreed that I should always use it, but sometimes it annoyed me because it was noticeable a lot under my clothes. After a few weeks, I was surprised one day to realize that the cage didn't bother me at all. I took it off and measured myself and it was a big surprise when I saw that yes, I had reduced in size, going from 4 cm to 3 cm, and now it almost doesn't stop, before it reached 6 cm, now with effort it reaches 5. I got very excited and told him about it and sent him a large number of photos, he also looked happy.
I was excited to get another smaller one. One day after leaving university, he told me he had a surprise waiting for me at his house, so I went there without fear because I knew it well. He received me with a kiss and a bouquet of flowers, I loved that detail with all my heart. He made me pass through the door and took me to his room, his bed was filled with rose petals. He put himself behind me and took off my pants while he did it, I took off my shirt. I stood naked in front of him like so many times before, completely at his mercy. He took the copy of the key to my cage that he had left for himself and freed me from my virginity. He was happy with the result and gently played a little with my little thing. After smiling at me, he showed me a gift he had hidden away, it was another cage, but much smaller. I was extremely happy to see it and he put it on me with great love and we shared the keys. The new one reminded me of what it felt like when they were oppressive there, but that made me happy, soon I would see more progress. After that, he brought out more gifts he had hidden in the room, it was makeup, dresses, women's clothing, and lingerie. He told me to try them on and quickly went to the bathroom to make myself look as good as possible when I got something decent and provocative. When I changed into something nice and sexy, I started modeling what I could do. He seemed very happy with how I wore the dresses, skirts, bras, crop tops, etc. Finally, I was left without anything else to try on and went naked to the bed, sat down while watching him take off his clothes. Naked, he approached me. His penis was black, almost 30 cm long (practically my forearm) and with a circumference of about 15 cm in its middle part because it slightly narrowed at the tip which was a little lighter in color. It wasn't straight, but curved slightly to the left after halfway and was covered in veins, large and small. His testicles were large and very heavy.
That image was one I'll never be able to erase from my mind, I'll never be able to overcome the amazement that his member produces in me and that numbness is what keeps me like a hypnotized slut every time I have it in front of me. That image that one day stole my gaze soon invaded my anus, and no matter how tight or resistant it tried to impose, it couldn't resist. My entire body yearned for it more than it rejected it. It entered me and over time I learned to receive it. And when his tip was gentle against my lips I didn't resist and let it in, I felt its vastness almost stealing my oxygen, taking up space. I wrapped my palate around it, caressed it with my tongue and felt its love when I savored its semen.
I threw myself against the bed on my back and opened my legs, he entered and I gave in to him, but since it was still too much for me, I squeezed him too hard, which drives him crazy. We changed positions, I jumped over him, he pushed himself against me, our skins collided and our lips met, sounds were released, screams, moans, enjoyed, emotions were liberated and energy was unleashed. When I felt everything reaching its peak, he freed himself from me and jerked off strongly, finishing on my clitoris. We both were exhausted, but still we got into the bathroom. He explained that he had come on me because he wanted to mark me as his possession, demonstrate his dominance and supremacy, I saw it as something lovely and smiled at him. I spent the night there and slept naked.
I was excited to get another smaller one. One day after leaving university, he told me he had a surprise waiting for me at his house, so I went there without fear because I knew it well. He received me with a kiss and a bouquet of flowers, I loved that detail with all my heart. He made me pass through the door and took me to his room, his bed was filled with rose petals. He put himself behind me and took off my pants while he did it, I took off my shirt. I stood naked in front of him like so many times before, completely at his mercy. He took the copy of the key to my cage that he had left for himself and freed me from my virginity. He was happy with the result and gently played a little with my little thing. After smiling at me, he showed me a gift he had hidden away, it was another cage, but much smaller. I was extremely happy to see it and he put it on me with great love and we shared the keys. The new one reminded me of what it felt like when they were oppressive there, but that made me happy, soon I would see more progress. After that, he brought out more gifts he had hidden in the room, it was makeup, dresses, women's clothing, and lingerie. He told me to try them on and quickly went to the bathroom to make myself look as good as possible when I got something decent and provocative. When I changed into something nice and sexy, I started modeling what I could do. He seemed very happy with how I wore the dresses, skirts, bras, crop tops, etc. Finally, I was left without anything else to try on and went naked to the bed, sat down while watching him take off his clothes. Naked, he approached me. His penis was black, almost 30 cm long (practically my forearm) and with a circumference of about 15 cm in its middle part because it slightly narrowed at the tip which was a little lighter in color. It wasn't straight, but curved slightly to the left after halfway and was covered in veins, large and small. His testicles were large and very heavy.That image was one I'll never be able to erase from my mind, I'll never be able to overcome the amazement that his member produces in me and that numbness is what keeps me like a hypnotized slut every time I have it in front of me. That image that one day stole my gaze soon invaded my anus, and no matter how tight or resistant it tried to impose, it couldn't resist. My entire body yearned for it more than it rejected it. It entered me and over time I learned to receive it. And when his tip was gentle against my lips I didn't resist and let it in, I felt its vastness almost stealing my oxygen, taking up space. I wrapped my palate around it, caressed it with my tongue and felt its love when I savored its semen.I threw myself against the bed on my back and opened my legs, he entered and I gave in to him, but since it was still too much for me, I squeezed him too hard, which drives him crazy. We changed positions, I jumped over him, he pushed himself against me, our skins collided and our lips met, sounds were released, screams, moans, enjoyed, emotions were liberated and energy was unleashed. When I felt everything reaching its peak, he freed himself from me and jerked off strongly, finishing on my clitoris. We both were exhausted, but still we got into the bathroom. He explained that he had come on me because he wanted to mark me as his possession, demonstrate his dominance and supremacy, I saw it as something lovely and smiled at him. I spent the night there and slept naked.
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