The next morning I woke up before my alarm to find my hand wrapped around the unyielding steel of my chastity cage and a frustrating groan already forming in the back of my throat. Ugh! Two days without cumming was longer than I’d gone since… well, since I started. I tried licking my thumb and slipping it through the top of the cage, just enough to rub the exposed head of my dick. It felt good and I squirmed, still under the blankets but after a few minutes, all I had done was make myself even hornier and harder and – AARGH! Frustrated, I threw my covers off and got ready to meet Brian, triple checking to make sure I had his freshly washed clothes on the top of my bag.

Jason: “So this is basically how it will look. But we still need to mount the dildo. Which dildo would you like to use? This one is 8 inches long and 1.5 inches in diameter. Or this one here is 10 inches long and 2 inches in diameter, which would be closer to Jared’s dick that he was fucking your mouth with. Actually it’s longer and thicker than his dick, but payback’s a bitch, right?”

Ben: “Can we start with the 8 inch dildo, then switch to the 10 inch later if I feel like he deserves it?”

Jason: “Certainly! It only takes about 30 seconds to switch them, so not a problem.”

Ben: “And could you shorten that chain a bit? I want him to really know what it feels like to be constantly gagged with a big cock.”

Jason: “Sure.”