With a subtle click, the lock snapped shut, fastening the chastity cage onto my deflated penis. Its icy cold grip encased my manhood and left me feminized and emasculated. Megan slid the key onto a small silver chain and looped it around her neck, giving my cage a small pat afterwards. 'That's much better, all safely locked up. How long should we make it this time, two weeks?' she jokingly asked, as if I had a choice. She spun around to the dresser and opened up my panty drawer. 'Lacy black or ruffled red today?' she inquired.
'Uh... lacy black please,' I croaked shyly.
'Don't be bashful, you look gorgeous in these, especially with your little package all firmly caged up.' She tossed the panties to me and I slid them up over my clean shaven legs, covering my feminine bulge. It couldn't get more humiliating than this. Megan had reached over and picked up her strap on harness, buckling it around her legs.
'Already?' I asked sheepishly.
'Why not? Just because you can't use your cock doesn't mean I can't give you pleasure in other ways. This will just help cement your place as my little sissy.' She pulled out a large, black dildo and fastened it around her waist. Coming down to give me a quick kiss, she guided my head to her cock. 'Come on, open up. Let's see how well you can suck this.' I quickly complied and opened my lips greedily, taking her length down my throat. It felt so wrong yet so right. This is what I was meant to do, who I was meant to be. I moved my head back and forth, feeling my cock squeeze in it's cage, all to no avail.