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I’ve had you locked up and aching for me so long that your body trembles the second I touch you. Your cage has kept you obedient, smooth, and ready, and now it’s time for me to use you exactly how I’ve imagined. I bend you over, my hands firm on your hips, your ass glistening with oil as you wait for me. My strap-on is huge, thick, and slick, and I line it up slowly, letting the head press against you until you gasp. Then I push in, deeper and deeper, filling you completely. Each thrust is a new angle, a new rhythm, a new way to make you moan. Your locked cock bounces helplessly, every movement a reminder that you’re here to be filled, not to release. My big oiled ass rolls as I drive my strap harder into you, my voice low and commanding as I tell you to take it. You can’t touch, you can’t cum, you can only serve. POV and close shots show it all — my body, my strap disappearing inside you, your cage glinting as you squirm. This is my fantasy, and you’re living inside it. Could you take me this way, knowing I’ll keep going until I’m satisfied and you’re still locked and aching?