Whenever we go shopping together, she requires me to stay 2 steps directly behind her, unless there is a door for me to hold open for her. I follow her around everywhere, carrying her purchases in my arms. I am to keep my eyes fixated on her only, which makes for a very tight cage as she casually strolls right in front of me. Occasionally I can’t help but moan at the discomfort. Her response to the sound is a soft, smug laugh and perhaps a one-handed smack on her own backside.
Does the truth hurt?
Ahh Tammi, don’t pout like that, I promised to remove your chastity and we did, sorry the ice had to be applied so quick but I was just so excited for this new cage, look how much smaller it is, your panty bulge looks so much better now. Plus look on the bright side that’s now twice that a girl has touched your wee wee..lol..now come on and help me get ready, Mark is taking me out tonight and I want to look great. Just be careful of those spikes, BFF’s shouldn’t be lusting after each other.
"E-excuse me, Your Ladyship..."
"Yes? What is it?"
"Please may I get up now?"
"No you may not. I've decided that you're going to be my doormat for the day. Maybe for the whole week, if you do a good job."
"Y-yes, Your Ladyship. Thank you, Your Ladyship."
"Doormats don't talk, idiot."
rubbing your palm on the head of a boy’s cock while he’s tied to the bed and all he can do is whine and wiggle his hips>>>>>
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