Caged

I haven't been in this cage for very long. It's not even been a week. But I think I've figured a few key parts of it out as to why it's so effective.

The most obvious one is the lock. Doesn't even need to be said, you lock up someone else's genitals, they belong to you. Simple as that.

Then there's the feel of it. It's like a new piercing, you don't notice how much you move your tongue until you get a piece of metal shoved through it. It's sometimes very difficult to get comfortable in this cage, especially while lying on your stomach, which I do frequently. It's not very often you think about your genitals and how they're sitting. Usually it's a black and white scale of comfortable versus something's going to pop. This is related to the lock. It constantly feels like I'm wearing an awkward cage around my cock, and the thought rarely leaves my mind even when I'm comfortable because a slight shift in weight and you're reminded of it.

This one doesn't bother me much, for obvious reasons, but it changes how you pee. You need to sit down to piss. It's not It's a good idea to sit down to pee. It's You sit down to pee or else you piss in random directions and most likely on yourself. This is, naturally, completely emasculating and potentially humiliating for a male in all regards. You can't touch a part of yourself. You can't get an erection. You can't have sex. You can't even stand up to pee anymore. Your dick is completely fucking useless except to look at and get in the way.

I like it. I'm rather happy to wear it, and Serina is ecstatic about what it's doing to me. She's been groping me way more than usual. I think she likes her new toy.