**Taken in the Woods**

My buddies thought it would be hilarious—leave me tied to a tree in the middle of the woods, pants down, chastity cage locked tight. “See if anyone finds you before dark,” Jake laughed as they hiked off, leaving me squirming against the rough rope biting into my wrists.

The sun was sinking when I heard footsteps. Light, careful—definitely not my asshole friends coming back. A woman stepped into the clearing, her eyes widening at the sight of me, bare except for that fucking cage. She tilted her head, smirking. “Well. This is unexpected.”

She was gorgeous. Tank top clinging to her curves, shorts riding up her thighs as she crouched in front of me. Her fingers traced the thin metal bars of the cage, making me twitch. “Aw, poor thing. Locked up and left out here?” Her nail flicked the underside, just enough to send a jolt through me. I groaned, hips jerking uselessly.

“Please—” I started, but she cut me off with a laugh.

“Please what? You can’t even use this right now.” She dragged a fingertip up my trapped cock, watching the way my thighs trembled. “God, you’re pathetic. Just leaking in this little prison.” And I was—precum smearing the metal, my balls tight and aching.

Then her fingers danced higher, skimming my stomach. I sucked in a breath as she found the spot just under my ribs—and *dug in*.

Fuck. Fuck, no.

I thrashed, laughing uncontrollably as she tickled me, her other hand pinching my nipples through my shirt. “Look at you,” she cooed. “Red-faced and *begging*.”

“St-stop—ah! Fuck—!” My abs clenched, tears pricking my eyes. She didn’t let up, scratching lightly down my sides, her nails catching on every sensitive inch. I was a mess, wheezing, dick throbbing against the cage.

Then her hand slid between my legs, cupping my balls. “You’re so *desperate*,” she murmured, rolling them in her palm. “I bet you’d cum just like this if I let you.”

I whined, bucking into her touch. She laughed again and stood, stripping off her tank top. Her tits bounced free, nipples already hard. My mouth watered.

She undid her shorts next, peeling them down with her panties. Her pussy was bare, glistening. She stepped closer, dragging her wetness over my thigh. “Wanna taste?”

I nodded frantically.

With one last smirk, she straddled my face, grinding down. I licked greedily, running my tongue through her folds, sucking her clit. She moaned, rocking against me, fingers tangled in my hair. “Good boy,” she panted. “But you don’t get to cum. Not tonight.”

Her hips jerked as she came on my tongue, thighs squeezing my head. When she pulled away, my lips were slick with her. She patted the cage. “Maybe next time, if you’re lucky.”

And then she left me there—hard, humiliated, and *aching*.

Fuck. My friends were never gonna let me live this down.