When the lock/cucking starts (or continues...)
The morning you want to play, you tell me to put it on...
v "Hi... Put it on"
We both are on the same page, so I respond... Thus starts our Kink.
Yes Mistress
v "I want a picture of it when I ask any time I ask..."
Yes ma'am
That morning, I put the cage on in front of you, or drive to you after putting it on to deliver the key. I don't get to take it off until you tell me. You hold the key to my... your cock.
All day I get little questions and requests...
v "How is my cock? Does it hurt?"
You send me pictures of your breasts, your pussy, little jabs at my cock telling me how it can't satisfy you, and you need a large cock to fuck you like you really need. You want to make it hard so that while its in the cage it hurts... You tell me you want It to hurt as punishment for not being able to please you.
v "tell me you want to please me, tell me I deserve to be pleased"
I want to please you mistress, my goddess...
v "ask... no, beg me to see my pussy, touch, taste..."
Please may I touch, taste, see my pussy?
v "ITS NOT YOUR PUSSY... YOU DON'T OWN IT... I DO. I GET TO GIVE IT AWAY TO ANYONE I WANT"
Yes mistress...
That evening when we get home you tease me any chance you get... feeling the cage through the pants... rubbing against me when you walk past... flashing your breasts... commenting on my cock in my ear, and letting me know that it's not good enough.
When we get to bed, and are laying there, I'm in anticipation of your touch... It's what I need and want. Instead of touch, you slap my balls and tell me to lick you. While I'm down licking you, you tell me that you met someone, or have been talking to someone. Tell me that you need a real cock to take care of your pussy because my cock cant. When you get off, and tell me you're done, maybe after just licking, maybe after a toy, you let my your cock out and rub it. You watch me get closer and closer, then stop touching... just on the edge you stop. You make me tell you when I'm about to cum and stop... waiting for it to subside just to put it back. That night you go to bed satisfied in not only getting off, perhaps a couple times, but truly owning this cock, and it's orgasm.
All week you do something similar. Tease and own throughout the day, and in the evening, perhaps in the morning, you make me service you, bring me close... oh so close... to orgasm, and stop... you truly own this cock... it's not mine any more, it's completely yours. Some of the things you may do is sit on my face and make me lick you in the morning while you get ready for work... I kneel on the floor while you pit makeup on and lean back to make me lick your clit, and anything below (after a shower). In the evening you sit on my face, and tease my cock while you tell me about your day. You make me, if we drive somewhere rub your clit... You make me put on a sleeve/toy to fuck you after putting desensitizing cream on your cock. Perhaps you even go, if you're really horny, to the extent of making me take Viagra, or similar so you can edge me over an over.
By wed's or Thursday night, 3 days or so after deciding to truly own it, I'm begging you while in bed to be able to service you. I know I'm not going to be able to orgasm because I've accepted that I don't deserve to... I know you own that; I'm now at a point where I crave simply your degrading of my cock, a little bit of touch, or obviously, an opportunity to please your beautiful pussy and tell you that it needs a large cock, and mine does nothing for it. You have truly moved me to the worship point where I should be.
Friday at some point after, in between teasing and making sure I show you it locked up, you message me and inform me you're going out.
THE NIGHT OUT.
Friday, you tell me you're going out to have a few drinks, dance, and see where the night takes you. You don't know what may or may not happen, but you're going out with your girlfriend. You've told your girlfriend that you need a real cock, and mine won't do. Perhaps you've even shown her a pic of me locked up. Perhaps, if you feel you want to really humiliate me, you make me show her my locked cock that night when she picks you up to go out... While you get ready to go out, you make me assume the position while you put on makeup. I lick you everywhere thanking my mistress that I have this opportunity. While you get ready, you tell me to ask you to please have fun. Please have fun, and find a cock worth your beautiful pussy. Finally, I ask the only question that I'm really allowed to ask, and you want me to ask.
v Mistress, will you please bring me home a well fucked pussy to clean up?
Finally, you tell me, while you get ready to go out, that I'm to make sure I'm waiting here at home for you... You plan on being very very late, or even, the next morning. While you're gone, you expect me to have the laundry done, the dishes, and the house clean... You expect me to be very attentive to my phone as you will, if all works well, be sending pics, and directions...
That evening while I'm doing as you asked mistress I get a message:
v "did you notice I didn't put on panties"?
You then follow up with:
v "DO NOT RESPOND UNLESS TOLD TO"
An hour or so later (10pm ish), you message:
v "I let someone else here know I'm not wearing panties... he checked"
You know I'm on pins and needles. My cock throbbing in it's cage... It's been all week of edging me almost to orgasm right after making me worship your beautiful pussy...
By midnight, I've received pics with messages from either you of you, or your girlfriend showing me who you're dancing with. Pics of you dancing, or guys you want to fuck...
v "I bet he is a better lover than you"
v "I want him"