Tied bi
It had been another long week of work and tease and denial. Missy now had me in permanent chastity. There was no routine. I lived my life as normal with work and the k**s, but Missy controlled my cock and my orgasms. It was entirely down to her what happened, whether my cock was in or out of its chrome cage, and what I had to do sexually to her or what she may give to me in the form of teasing, and whether I was brought close to an orgasm and put back into the cage, or left to a ruined orgasm...