“You’re going to enjoy this next part, it’s time for you to cum” and she began to rub my balls. Taking a scoop of my own drool, she coated my ...now hard dick and began long strokes. Within no time I was on the edge, and she took a small metal cup from her tray and seconds later I had filled it with cum. “Good boy, that was your last proper orgasm for a VERY long time, maybe ever!” she laughed as she said it.Next up she took a chastity cage which had a tube running through the middle and began to. I don’t think it was even five inches. But despite his concern that he might cum prematurely, he took to longest to actually spurt his load. And when he did, it was in proportion to the size of his cock. It was just a few weak little spurts. She held the head of his penis between two fingers and rubbed it up and down and squeezed it which coaxed some more drops of cum out of his prick. I could tell she was getting a real kick out of playing with four different cocks. After we had all cum, we. ... Looking at my face in the mirror I noted a little dryness (no doubt from my earlier shave, god how I hate that ritual, you girls don't know how lucky you are!), no worry I thought out with the moisturiser. As I opened the lid though I found that the ingredients had settled out. No doubt due to sitting against a hot radiator all day, no amount of mixing would thicken it up. Then a lovely kinky thought struck, I would have to add an extra ingredient to thicken it up a bit. Being into natural. I reported to my Mistress clad only in leather slave collar and wrist and ankle cuffs. She told me to kneel at her feet, head bowed. ‘Into your cage, bitch’ she said. I turned and crawled on all fours across the bedroom and into the cage. Mistress followed me and closed the iron gate, snapped the padlock shut and left the room. There I was laying there locked in my punishment cell, not that I had knowingly upset Mistress. Gradually the night descended, and I was in complete darkness.It seemed.