The Will Of The Wongs

The drive back to Chatham in Arthur's Jaguar was both torture and ecstasy. Mei rested comfortably in the soft leather of the passenger seat, her hand resting high on Arthur's thigh, gently squeezing as she scrolled through her phone. Arthur's cock tried to rise, and he found the device was more diabolical than he'd first realized as he felt the sharp internal nubs poking into his sensitive flesh. He shifted uncomfortably, and Mei glanced up, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She had helped her mother design this particular cage to imprison the cock she knew would never enter her.

When they arrived at her apartment, Mei's tone changed. "Strip," she commanded, and for the first time, she began to undress as well. Arthur had never seen her fully naked before, and the sight stole his breath. She was magnificent – her generous curves, her flawless skin, the confident way she carried herself. His caged cock throbbed painfully in response.

"Tonight," she said, stepping close, "I will show you what you have to look forward to." She kissed him hard, almost drowning him with the intensity, taking complete possession. Her plump lips were both soft and firm; her tongue was demanding, claiming his mouth as her own.

She broke the kiss to trail her mouth along his neck, biting without leaving marks. Down his body she went, and this time her bites left purple marks of ownership – visible proof that he belonged to her. When she took his small but hard balls in her mouth, he couldn't help but groan from both pleasure and pain.

Then she allowed him to explore her body. "Suck hard," she instructed as he took her breasts into his mouth, making him pull her nipples between his teeth, gently chewing on them until she shuddered.

Soon he was between her legs. She grabbed him hard by the hair as he brought her to the first orgasm of the night, drinking in her cries of pleasure. Before he could recover, he found himself tied to her bed, his arms spread wide and his legs tied together at the ankles. She stuffed her sodden panties into his mouth, then produced a large rubber cock that made his own equipment look pitiful in comparison.

She sat astride his legs and took the rubber phallus in her mouth, sucking and licking, her eyes never leaving his. "I wish your useless little dicky was this size," she said, her voice thick with desire. "Then you could really fuck me."

She lifted the metal cage slightly and positioned the thick rubber cock. He groaned in pain as she twisted the cage, aligning the end of it with a small opening on the rubber cock, then twisted again, locking it into place. "Now," she said with satisfaction, "at least I can pretend you're a real man."

Soon she was riding herself to another orgasm as his own cock pressed hard against the sharp nubs inside the cage. His balls felt like they were being ripped off with each movement. When she finally finished, she slipped the rubber cock off his cage and untied him. "You may go now," she told him. "You must have packing to do"