The Entrapped
The session over, Maria gives the command to bend; April stoops to return the tip of my penis to its guiche piercing. In doing so I feel the quick swish of a warm wet tongue. The instance of pleasure brings a brisance of joy as I hear April mischievously giggle.
“Enough,” Maria admonishes as I hear the tiny penis lock click closed.
“Get dressed; Baldur will escort you to Miss Cortez.”
The duo leave me alone with the threatening beast. I slowly and carefully dress, cautious not to make any sudden moves. When completed, Baldur utters a muffled ‘woof’ and I know to step back to the parlor.
There, Miss Ramona and Miss Maria sit before a computer, reviewing the many photos of the ‘captive’ and caged Renee.
“Good girl, Renee. We will be summoning you to return here within a few days. No matter the time of the day you will come at once. Tell your employer you’re sick... someone died... you forgot about a doctor’s appointment... whatever the lie... just get here.”
“Yes ma’am.”
“April, go to your cage. Maria and I are going out for dinner.”
***
Waldorf Apartment
New York, New York
“How is it you have his email address?”
Ramona Cortez smiles knowingly.
“You should know by now I have many sources. Same source that informed of his peccadillo... the proclivity for young girls... and the degradation thereof.”
Maria watches over Ramona’s shoulder as she types and attaches a sampling of the photos of Renee.
“Just enough flesh to intrigue... but not enough to fully arouse. For that he’ll need to pay.”
“Your girl bait proved to be quite photogenic, actually seeming to enjoy modeling... to a certain extent,” Maria notes.
“The hormones... the counseling... an instilled need to obey and please. Find the right male, excise his balls, deluge with estrogen, and immerse in femininity... a formula that works every time.”
Ramona clicks ‘send’ and turns to her guardia lover.
“What do you figure the investment to date?” Maria inquires.
“Well, I got a little carried away with the earrings. But to extract a goodly initial payment, Renee has to look like she’s worth it... an expensive little slave girl. So far we’re in for about $110,000, not including the cost of travel. Lots of clothing... lots of counseling.”
Maria nods, never doubting her mentor’s judgment, instead curious to understand the risks and rewards.
“What will he pay?”
“I will try to recoup the cost of the earrings with the initial visit... $10,000. After that? Think we’ll go for one million.”
Ramona turns off the computer and stands extending her arms. Maria knows to step forth, accept an embrace and expect the light squeeze of her muscled buttocks. Having had a sumptuous dinner, Maria knows the wine both relaxes and brings a need. It is when she takes charge.
“April fed?”
Maria nods, as the squeeze comes. In response, she takes Ramona’s hand.
“Caged and cabled,” she advises leading her lover to the bedroom.
A naked April lays in the mesh cage... a steel cable locked to his/her penis ring. The restraint is unnecessary, the cage ineluctable. But Ramona Cortez needs to send her message, insisting that things male, or once male, firmly grasp her proclivity for control... complete control.
April will only prance about freely when serving otherwise he/she is to be totally restrained.