I crave a boy with a caged cock. There’s an intimacy about it that nothing else can compete. Your pleasure, locked away. The reminder on a tiny little key wrapped around my neck. I can twirl and play with the idea of your suffering at home while I work. This cage between you and I is so miserably fun, lets play.

I crave a boy with a caged cock. There’s an intimacy about it that nothing else can compete. Your pleasure, locked away. The reminder on a tiny little key wrapped around my neck. I can twirl and play with the idea of your suffering at home while I work. This cage between you and I is so miserably fun, lets play.