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Thursday, May 3, 2012


Eight weeks. Eight weeks since I'd been unlocked. Eight weeks since I'd been free. Eight weeks since I'd been inside her. Eight. Fucking. Weeks.

So was it surprising?

"You're dripping," Emily giggled when I walked out of the closet, practically shaking I was so excited.


"You're little clitty," she pointed to my waist, "it's dripping."

I looked down—she was right—there was a thick, goo, a small line of it, leaking out of my penis (my little clitty), leaking out of the hole in the front of the cage.

"Emily, it's been two months, of course I'm dripping, I...I'm excited."

She frowned. Fuck. What was wrong with dripping? "What?"

"You're right, I shouldn't be surprised, but..."

I raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know, Sara..."

"Em, you promised!"

"I promised to unlock you and let you cum, I didn't promise that you could do it inside me."


"No, Sara, that was YOUR projection, not MY god, you're not going to last ten seconds."

"Please Emily," I mouthed.

She shook her head, "I'll let you squirt, sweetie—I promised—but NOT inside me."

I pouted. Heavily.

"Oh, honestly, don't be so melodramatic—you know you'd rather squirt into my hands like a sissy than inside me like a man," she said raising her eyebrows.

She was right, she was fucking right, of course, as badly as I wanted to be inside her, it was MUCH more exciting to me to be denied, it was MUCH more exciting to have her hands wrapped carefully around me, teasing me, touching me like a girl.

"Do you want me to unlock you?"

"Yes," I whispered.

She grinned. "After you lick me, sissy, I want to see you dripping while you're making me cum."

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