Maybe if Ifound one that fit well, and I did like being that way, I could see ifshe would be interested. But not before. There was also the fact that ...hesmall size played into my developing desire to emphasize my smaller sizewhile soft. It seemed to be a nice attribute to have if I was going to belocked up.Once I had decided on a style, sized it to what I think would fit, Iordered one. I was pretty confident about the cage, but based on feedbackfrom other users, I knew the ring dimensions were. At this time I had never managed to ejaculate. When wanking I used to get that funny feeling which ran through my whole body as I orgasmed but never any cum. We had turned down the bed covers and were laying along side each other stroking each other. As memory tends to exaggerate I guess he must have been about seven inches and about the same thickness as me. He too was uncut as they put it nowadays. I thought it was normal and that everyone had a foreskin. Not until I went to Grammar School. Taking a deep breath, I answer, "Yes Mistress. Thank you, Mistress." I feel the electricity starting to increase. Anticipating the imminent pain is almost as bad as the pain itself. Almost, but not quite. I'm screaming again, this time in pain rather than pleasure.The pain stops. Mistress takes the wand away from my cock and switches off the electricity. She withdraws the dildo from my abused ass. I lie there, drained both physically and mentally. The cord connected to the parachute ball. The twogirls had olive skin though Gemma’s was the lighter. Her faintlyoriental features gave her a cute yet sexually provocative appearance.Her long black hair was still a little damp like Aisha’s. The other girlhad the smouldering features of an Asian pussy cat. Her brown eyesdarted between Peter’s face and the bundle of attachments that werestill being guarded by his white boxer shorts. One hand rested betweenhis legs protectively, the stirrings of an erection making his heartbeat and his.