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"It's a cage," he said. "You wear it because you're a faggot." I put it on because he was right. I am a faggot. He had me buy some leather and trained me to service is cock and lick his boots. After I cleaned his boots the first time, he smiled at me and said, "Did you ever think you'd be boot licking caged faggot, boy?" I said, "No, but I'm good with it Sir." He kissed me and said, "That's good news. I don't see anything changing for you. This is you life now." I then said what I always say, "Thank you Sir."

I love it, especially at the end of the day and after a workout, seeing the guy licking me with an erection in his pants while I smoke my cigarette or joint!

He needs a fag.