I keep myself in excellent shape, biking hundreds of kilometers each week. I didn’t care about that, didn’t care that my dick was frequently pressed up against its containing cage. I tried briefly to stop, but Charlotte wouldn’t let me. I would have if I could have. Charlotte celebrated finding Robyn by tying me to the hook in our playroom and beating me with a cane until my legs gave out, dragging me to the bed, tying me face down, and pegging me until I couldn’t think straight. When we looked at the pictures women would submit, she’d play with my dick through the cage, but she wouldn’t take it off of me or let me cum, no matter how much I begged. “Here’s my reward to you, pet. In the shower, afterwards, she was extraordinarily tender to me. She washed me off and patted me dry and let me eat her out again.
