You are such a whore you can't keep your hands off of My cock."She then pulled out a small steel cage and slid it over his cock fitting the ring on th... cage to the post. He knew She was right and tried to form the words to protest but could not. Lastly, She removed a small heart shape lock from the box and clicked it into place."The heart shows that I love you but this is Mine and Mine only to touch and use, when I chose," She said.With that, She gave the cage several good tugs and was. Turning the pages to the front, she continued, "The stuff here sounds pretty real though. That's why I said it sounded like the real thing."Glancing down at the book, Peter asked, "Hmm, what does it say?"Jennifer grinned and smacked Peter on the back of his head. "Read it yourself, lazy!" My new girlfriend is pretty violent," Peter commented as he rubbed his head.Placing her hands on her hips, Jennifer glared at Peter. "Oh yeah? Who said I was your girlfriend?" she questioned.With a glint in. Peroxide you and make you look like a whore, a carnival tramp from some steampunk fantasy!" Sounds like a normal Friday night out..." Marching in tow with a bunch of other sluts. Victorian Goth fembot sex slaves on parade, showing off the goods like the humble little wretches they are! Now everyone's staring! Mindless, stupid only thinking with their cunts and soon you'll be thinking with your cunt too. Just as mindless and submissive and exhibitionistic as they are. Alas! What a falling off. I did. It was not as strong as the first one but it still felt good. After that, I just laid in bed for a bit.Then I again did not do as you asked. On Friday, I had been really tense. I knew that I needed an orgasm bad. After my dad had left to go out, I got up and went to get my vibrator. I laid back down on the couch and started to play and read my magazine. I was very aroused. I slowly built myself up. When I knew that I was close, I slipped the vibrator into my jeans and rubbed it tight.