r/furrychastitym

I just see myself as him/her: broken and rebuilt for one purpose: please men. My mistress trained me, taught all the ways I could make myself useful to guys. She even gave me that cute cage! I don't know what I'd do without it, I might get ideas... At first I hated it, but I grew to love the sensation of restraint each time I get excited. An now here I am swallowing the juice of another pleased mating partner. I let whirl around in my mouth, the slick stuff moving around my tongue piercing. It was a gift from mistress, she melted my key into a cuter smaller one and turned it into jewellery. "That way', she said "you can always remember what you are."