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She pulled your pants and underwear down, exposing your cage with your dick straining against the bars. She gave a little playful pout. "Aww, that's right. No orgasms for you." She leaned forward anyway and wrapped her lips around the entire cage. You could feel her tongue playing through the bars, and it caused your cock to surge up against the spikes in the cage even harder than before. She pulled back as you gasped in pain, giving you a wicked laugh of amusement as she stood back up.

Her voice was sweet and sympathetic, the expression of need on this trembling man's face so adorably desperate and helpless she couldn't help but drip with arousal.

"C'mere baby," she cooed, drawing him near, cradling him into the warm, perfumed softness of her breasts.

She smiled with delight at his muffled whimper of frustration, pulling him closer still so that his senses were overwhelmed by her softness.

"It'll be ok, sweetie," she murmured. "Just relax... breathe... I bet your ache will start going away any minute now."