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"Doesn't that feel so lovely on your skin?" she smiled, running her fingers down my chest and belly. "Doesn't it make you so desperate to be… well…"
Her hand came to a rest on my panties — and the tiny, throbbing cage inside of them. I let out a tiny, agonized moan and her face split into a huge grin.
"You're going to pleasure me, sissy, wearing those pretty clothes. And you're going to stay locked up and desperate the entire time."
The guest room at Faith's house was jammed full of the most beautiful lingerie. It was just harmless curiosity. So how did it end up with me locked in a tiny chastity cage and dressed in sensuous nylon nighties?
And is she ever going to unlock me?
She likes playing with me, and the more desperate I get, the more turned on she becomes. Her favorite thing to do is put me in the swishiest lingerie and tease me until I'm sure I can't take anymore — and then make me take even more. I'll do anything Faith asks if it means I can climax. Even if it's just one more time. Even if it's the way Faith wants me to do it.
Even if it means bending over for her and her toys.