Sara quickly slipped the cage over my manhood before it had a chance to grow to full erection. She connected it to the cock ring trapping my balls bet...een the ring and cage and Sara slipped the padlock through the holes and she locked it into place. My cock was trapped in the cage, a ring secured it into place, only my where hanging free. Sara placed the key onto a chain and fastened the chain around her neck and the key dangled between her naked breasts as she smiled at me. Sara said, lets. “That’s true. But I thought that’s how you wanted it.”“It is. First of all, I told you that when we first stopped being intimate. Now, of course, you’re with Kara. The thing with your sister is a completely different thing. But, as long as you’re with Kara, nothing can, nor will, change. You know that.”“Yes, I do. And I agree, Bethany. As much as I enjoyed everything we did together, as much as I might want to do it in the future, I absolutely cannot do it and it will not happen so long as I’m. The rain-head shoer sent a cascade of hot, steaming water crashing to the black tile floor. I stepped back reaching behind me to unhook the bra. I lay my bra on the counter and reached for a big, white, fluffy towel from the bar near the mirror. My eyes caught my hard nipples and I realized I was doing nothing for my horniness. I felt that familiar twinge between my legs as I watched my nipples grow even harder, just by watching them in the mirror. I stepped back and tore my eyes away from my. The guy has these parties every few months, whenever he feels like inviting people apparently. So we get there and go in, magnificent old mansion outside London! Huge ballroom that has a bar and buffet goodies, unbelievably stocked and all no charge (they pay a yearly and per event fee that they did not divulge), cell phones left at the door. So they introduce us to people as we eat, drink and move around the room. Everyone is dressed very well and very sexy but not trampy. Ann never.