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The only light came from the crack at the bottom of the floor. I tested my handcuffs as quietly as possible, verifying there was no way to squeeze my wrists out of their cold, metal clutches. I was completely stuck.
I could hear my Ex on the other side of the door. She was panting heavily. I could only imagine her Boyfriend's cock ramming her inside and out, over and over again.
I guess I should back up just a little bit, although there is still more to tell about other happenings, but this is the part most readily on my mind. After my Ex's Boyfriend came home, my Ex summoned me to their bedroom. She pushed me into their walk-in closet and forced me to the floor, where she stood over me in her awesomely hot high school cheerleading uniform, complete with pantyhose and the shiny bodysuit. Her pantyhose covered knees were inches in front of me face as she told me what was about to happen.
"Glad you were enjoying yourself out there, worshipping princess Kara's shoes and all. Don't mind the fact you didn't ask permission. I suppose the humiliation of doing it in front of the whole party is enough, but I think you should still be punished. You see, my Boyfriend was the quarterback in high school and he always had a thing for the cheerleaders. I've never worn this outfit for him before, so as soon as he came home he told me he had to fuck me.
"So, I figured you would just love to listen to what a real man sounds like when he's fucking me, especially since that tiny metal cage is keeping you from having any pleasure or erections at all. But, just to be on the safe side," she had said, pulling out a pair of police grade handcuffs.
"Now, kiss my shoes before we start this thing," she said, putting her hands on her hips.
If my cock hadn't been completely helpless in chastity, I know I would have cum at this exact moment. Here was my hot, beautiful Ex, dressed up as a high school cheerleader with her hands on her hips holding metal handcuffs, ordering me to kiss her shoes. If not for the chastity cage, I would have been cumming all over the place.
They smelled like plastic and pantyhose, but I kissed her shoes regardless. If the girls in high school had known what it would have taken for me to be their little bitch, I'm sure I would have had a much more interesting experience.
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