A good boy from the East Coast

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We made eye contact, and the look in his face was worth every bit of how evil I had just been!

He never suspected. Even with me cumming so much harder than usual, which should have tipped him off that I had some evil idea. It was so warm he didn't give the ice a second look. And we usually switch positions when he starts getting close, just to keep him going longer. So he really didn't think anything of it when I put him on his back, looped the rope around his wrists, and tugged. I let him get Sooooooo CLOSE before I jumped off of him & iced down his cock. That gasping sound he made will fuel a week's worth of orgasms for me all by itself. But oh, then came the cage. There was not a thing he could do about it. See, it's one thing to lock up a guy's cock. That's hot. But getting fucked to orgasm after orgasm knowing you're going to lock him away before he gets his chance to cum. That's pure, undiluted sexual power. Oh, his writhings as I rubbed the cage against my clit! He called me an Evil Cunt, and I came like I'd never cum before. "You just earned yourself a week instead of a day!" I replied, even though I already planned to go a month.

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