The cold metal of the cage hugged my dick, a constant, frustrating reminder. She stood before me, that bombshell blonde, all creamy skin and curves. My mouth was already watering.

“On your knees, toy,” she purred. I dropped, my eyes level with her smooth mound. I nuzzled into her heat first, breathing her in—musky, sweet, pure woman. My tongue got to work, a flat, wet stroke from her tight little asshole all the way up to her swollen clit. She gasped, her fingers tangling in my hair. “Yeah, just like that. Worship that pussy.”

I dove in, eating her out like my life depended on it. I slurped at her labia, flicked her hood with my tongue tip, then plunged deep inside her cunt, fucking her with my face. Her juices coated my chin. The sounds were obscene—wet smacks, her moans, my hungry grunts. I could feel her thighs start to tremble.

“Enough,” she breathed, pushing my head back. She strapped the purple silicone cock to my hips over the chastity belt. It felt heavy, alien. “My turn.”

She laid back, spreading her legs wide. “Make me cum with this first.” I lined up the fake head with her soaked slit. Pushing inside her was heaven—hot, velvety tightness swallowing the toy. I fucked her slow and deep, watching her tits bounce, her back arch. “Faster, you fucktoy!” I pistoned my hips, the base of the strapon grinding against my locked-up balls with each thrust. She screamed, her