It’s been weeks, months, since you’ve been permitted to cum; since you’ve experienced an orgasm. Nearly having no desire too seeing how recently I’ve been keeping you in even a smaller cage than normal. One that when your aroused pains you. Ironic, isn’t it? That you’re finally going to be milked after all these weeks… months, and it may not even be found enjoyable with your trapped cock throbing behind steel bars. A wicked smile on my face as even after I simply won’t leave it alone, leading you into a taste of post-orgasm torment.
