Mistress grabbed my cock and twisted my cock, forcing to scream in pain.She said, "Your cock belong to me now. It shall be placed in a cage."Mistress ...napped her fingers. The assistant handed Mistress a metal cockcage. Mistress slipped the ring around my cock and balls to the base ofmy cock. She slipped the cage over my flaccid cock. She was handed a nutand bolt. She fed the bolt through the hole where the cage and the ringmeet. She took the nut and screw the nut on the bolt. The assistant. I want all his man-fat for myself, this time"! Gemma, who was licking my cock said, "Don't worry, Miss...just making sure that he's nice and hard for you"! I noticed that her tongue was quite long as she ran it slowly up and down my veiny shaft. Gemma winked at me as she gently nibbled my balls. Redhead called back, "So...old man...just how big is that monstrous prick of yours, eh"? I thought and replied, "Um...well my missus reckons it's about 14 inches, but I ain't too sure really"? Redhead. You're not that old." I quipped."Sweet talker, I better warn the young 'virgins' about you."The banter continued until the end of the set, I thanked her and suggested I might look her up later. I did have a dance with young Rosie but heeded the matrons advice. Several dances later, I'd been out for a leak, the next set was in progress, looking around for a partner I saw a lady sitting on her own."Would you care to dance?" She appeared to be a little older than myself and had a ring on her. He finally appeared at breakfast one morning about the 27th week looking like a teenage bombshell. He was wearing sheer pantyhose and a short skirt that was two inches above his knees. His legs were feminine shaped and he could no longer hide his sexy hourglass figure. He had a loose fitting blouse with a plunging neckline that showed significant cleavage. His made up face belonged on a goddess. His mannerisms and vocabulary had undergone a metamorphosis as well. And miracle of miracles he.