With artists you could one minute not be praising them enough, then next minute it was too much. He decided not to press it. The two went on to hang o...t downstairs playing video games, but Alex was distracted.Jacob had been so effusive about his last project, and Alex was just thankful he hadn’t gotten to the chest and torso. The drawing was based off of a model, but Alex couldn’t bear to say that it had started as a self portrait. Later on he looked in the mirror carefully. Maybe it made sense. It seemed like so much time had gone by again, my legs began to ache as I stood there taking in the show. It wasn’t until she flipped to a movie channel that I noticed something catch her interest and I looked over to the screen to see what had piqued hers. On the screen a man lay on top of a woman, they moved in the normal movie style of love making, gyrating in that unbelievable manner that let you know there was no actual penetration. He kissed the woman on the lips, and then down her neck,. She deftly snapped the gloves on and began a brief inspection of thespecimen before her. We both pulled up small stools and sat at the end ofbondage bench between his spread out legs. Her attention was primarilyfocused on his caged penis and testicles.Taking his cage in her gloved hand, she inquired, "How long have you kepthim like this?" Oh my gosh... how long has it been? Over a year now I think. I put himin his first cage a little after his eighteenth birthday," I recounted."That early? I'm. I take my hand off of your nipple and trail it down your back towards your perfect ass. I give your ass a light smack, then harder as you as me to do it harder. Your ass is red by the time I’m done smacking it. I lift you up on to your desk, your legs on my shoulders. I grab your thong and pull it down and off. I tail kisses along your inner thigh, slowly heading towards your wet pussy. You grab my head and try to get me to go right to your pussy, I look up and say “Beg me, tell me how much you.