Chapter 11
To call it a date was to oversell it. I was expected to appear at Emma’s house and perform. We actually talked on the phone. She gave me the time and promised I’d get out of my cage. No strings attached.
Little did she know that I knew how to escape my cage.
But then she twisted the knife and my c**k got hard to the point of pain, which is to say not very hard because I was caged and my little c**k couldn’t do that much.
“I hope you’re well rested because Maria is looking forward to meeting you.”
“Maria?”
“A friend of mine. I want to watch you f**k her.”
“Emma…” I moaned.
She laughed at me. “Can’t handle two women at once, Curt?”
“I can,” I insisted. She liked tormenting me.
And I liked being tormented.
“But…?” she primed me.
“The cage…”
Emma’s laugh filled my ear.
