“Who are you? What the fuck is this about? Please, let me go, please. Give me my clothes! You can’t do this! People will be looking for me! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP! Wha-what do you want? Please don’t hurt me, please… no… HELP ME! Get off me! No, ugh, don’t touch me, stop… stop! STOP!”
The man fondled the meat between Tom’s legs. Tom flinched and grimaced. Disgusted. Vulnerable. Exposed. Powerless.
The man pulled something out of his pocket. Small. Shiny. Metal. Tom gulped nervously.
“Uh, fuck… no, what is… what is that? No way, fuck off, no! HELP, HELP!!”
The man slipped Tom’s meat into the little cage. Snug. Very snug. He tightened it up. Tom’s face was a picture of pain and horror.
“Jesus, fuck, no, no, no, no, please! No – ugh – take it off, take it off! Agh, please, this is sick! SOMEONE FUCKING HELP ME!!”
Tom’s dick was tightly bundled up inside the chastity cage. Uncomfortably restricted.
“Uuugh, fffuck… please take it off, please… let me go, I… oh God… no, not that, no, don’t! Don’t! Get away from me, get off, no! HELP HELP HELP HELGGH!!”
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