Jessica kneels at my feet, looks into my eyes and wraps her lips around my dick. We looked into each other’s eyes and I can see the love and desire she still has for me …. but I also see distress and fear. Would her feelings be a threat to Mistress Michelle’s sadistic domination? I didn’t think so. There is something else I sensed in her, something deeper, more insidious. My Femdom Mistress kept me in a cage for six days exciting me to “keep me in shape,” she said. I wanted to cum since I did not want Jessica to get whipped.
So I focused on my pleasure since I suspected if I didn’t cum my mistresses would be merciless on her. Jessica knows the most effective caresses to get me excited. Mistress Michelle gives the time every 30 seconds to put pressure on us to finish quickly and to distract us so that I can not cum on time. I don’t want to think about it. To return to my cage after having my love’s mouth wrapped around my dick, then having to deal with her punishment would be beyond what I can deal with at this moment.