I love teasing you during Locktober, watching your cage tighten as you strain inside it. Pushing you right to the edge, only to pull you back, again and again. Pathetic little cocks like yours don’t deserve release, they exist to be denied, to suffer for My amusement. You ache, and I know you do, but that’s exactly how I want you. You crave the vibration against your cage, the way My fingers trace over the metal and make you twitch helplessly. And when I lick and suck on your cage, you can barely feel it, just the faintest touch of My wet tongue and soft lips through the cold bars. You throb, desperate and frustrated, but you already know the answer. Will you ever be allowed to cum? No (: