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I'm looking forward to having one lol
Early in the days of being caged, he had a huge leak while at a business meeting. Fortunately, he was sitting down with his legs under a table for most of the meeting.
Cuthach
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This was a recent event just in the last few weeks. Derick her lover had been out of town for over two months. Last week she locked me up in anticipation of his arrival. They had some very steamy sexting the week prior that my wife shares with me. The evening when he arrived there was no small talk, drinks, or catching up. Upon walking in the door Derick scooped up my wife carried her to our bedroom and within seconds they were naked.
I stripped at the end of the bed waiting patiently for orders from my wife. When my wife pulled off her panties she told me to put them on and go get the margaritas I had made. When I returned to the bedroom Derick was deep in her going hard and fast. I stood at the edge of the bed watching when my wife reached out and grabbed my panty-covered caged cock.
As soon as she squeezed my balls I came hard and a lot. I turned a beat red with embarrassment when my wife started laughing and said "OMG did you just cum?" To further my humiliation Derick turned to look at my cum soaked panties and busted out laughing. They both were laughing that deep belly laugh that you cannot seem to stop. Derick was laughing so hard he had to stop fucking and roll off my wife to catch his breath.
There was so much cum it dripped from the fabric of the panties and down my leg. Every time they looked at my cum soaked panties it reignited their laughter to the point they both had tears in their eyes. I stood there frozen humiliated, and embarrassed. When the laughter finally subsided I offered them the margaritas which started another round of laughter.
I stripped at the end of the bed waiting patiently for orders from my wife. When my wife pulled off her panties she told me to put them on and go get the margaritas I had made. When I returned to the bedroom Derick was deep in her going hard and fast. I stood at the edge of the bed watching when my wife reached out and grabbed my panty-covered caged cock.
As soon as she squeezed my balls I came hard and a lot. I turned a beat red with embarrassment when my wife started laughing and said "OMG did you just cum?" To further my humiliation Derick turned to look at my cum soaked panties and busted out laughing. They both were laughing that deep belly laugh that you cannot seem to stop. Derick was laughing so hard he had to stop fucking and roll off my wife to catch his breath.
There was so much cum it dripped from the fabric of the panties and down my leg. Every time they looked at my cum soaked panties it reignited their laughter to the point they both had tears in their eyes. I stood there frozen humiliated, and embarrassed. When the laughter finally subsided I offered them the margaritas which started another round of laughter.
Cuthach
Couple
That would be hot.
we went to an event and we didnt know that we had to go through a metal detecting device, as soon as we did it went off.
My girlfriend told her colleagues at work and even drew a diagram on a whiteboard as one person couldn’t understand how it worked - it stayed on the whiteboard for weeks.
Her colleagues demanded to meet me and two of them felt the cage I was wearing.
Not embarrassed at all though.
Her colleagues demanded to meet me and two of them felt the cage I was wearing.
Not embarrassed at all though.
when I had a domme (that was, jeez, some 10 years ago).....she had me tell her a bunch of different fantasies. Quite a few involved being "outed" or humiliated in front of other women. Prior to a session, she ordered me to meet her at a local Adult store, I was to come caged and present her the key there.
It was midday so the store didn't have a lot of people, when I arrived, I waited for her to arrive and she came in with a friend in-tow. Of course I greeted her as Ma'am and was introduced to her friend. After which, she sorta prodded me "don't you have something for me?" I was pretty mortified, but I handed my key over the her in front of her friend. I can't say for certain her friend knew precisely what was going on, but she obviously knew that I was one of Ma'am's subs.
The friend didn't stay actually, and I can remember being disappointed that she wouldn't be participating in the session that was to follow.
We stayed for another little while. She picked out some B&D gear and then she guided me over the dildos and strapons....and we essentially shopped for the toy she was going to be using on me in a little while. All this time, I was straining against my cage and constantly peering around the store to see if anyone was noticing what we were doing. Aside from the domme getting some admiring glances, most folks didn't seem to pay all that much attention, so I was feeling more relaxed about the public nature of our interaction.
Then it came time to checkout.
Hoo-boy. Now, I'm not gonna say I remember much about the checkout girl, except to my absolute horror, it was a 20-something girl with short hair and a lot of piercings...My domme took pity on me, however, and aside from making it blatantly obvious (from my perspective since I had to use "Ma'am" as couple of times at the register when talking with her) that here was this 30-something guy buying a strapon for her, she didn't chat up the cashier or openly embarrass me.
She told me later after the session that public humiliation has to be taken slow....I admitted how much it had turned me on. She laughed and said she could tell by how much my caged cock was leaking when we arrived at her studio. She teased me about how she wouldn't be so nice the next time.....
It was midday so the store didn't have a lot of people, when I arrived, I waited for her to arrive and she came in with a friend in-tow. Of course I greeted her as Ma'am and was introduced to her friend. After which, she sorta prodded me "don't you have something for me?" I was pretty mortified, but I handed my key over the her in front of her friend. I can't say for certain her friend knew precisely what was going on, but she obviously knew that I was one of Ma'am's subs.
The friend didn't stay actually, and I can remember being disappointed that she wouldn't be participating in the session that was to follow.
We stayed for another little while. She picked out some B&D gear and then she guided me over the dildos and strapons....and we essentially shopped for the toy she was going to be using on me in a little while. All this time, I was straining against my cage and constantly peering around the store to see if anyone was noticing what we were doing. Aside from the domme getting some admiring glances, most folks didn't seem to pay all that much attention, so I was feeling more relaxed about the public nature of our interaction.
Then it came time to checkout.
Hoo-boy. Now, I'm not gonna say I remember much about the checkout girl, except to my absolute horror, it was a 20-something girl with short hair and a lot of piercings...My domme took pity on me, however, and aside from making it blatantly obvious (from my perspective since I had to use "Ma'am" as couple of times at the register when talking with her) that here was this 30-something guy buying a strapon for her, she didn't chat up the cashier or openly embarrass me.
She told me later after the session that public humiliation has to be taken slow....I admitted how much it had turned me on. She laughed and said she could tell by how much my caged cock was leaking when we arrived at her studio. She teased me about how she wouldn't be so nice the next time.....
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Man, I don't think I can even choose.
I've made a metal detector go off at a government building I didn't know I'd have to enter, while my wife/keyholder was out of town. I had to explain to the guards why I set it off. The two male guards were very professional and used a wand to check everywhere EXCEPT my crotch, and then discreetly waved me through without even changing expression, but a young female guard who was monitoring an x-ray machine for backpacks and purses stared and smirked at me throughout the entire ordeal. She didn't even pretend to hide her amusement.
I've flown on planes caged, probably no less than 12-15 times. My wife was cautious about it at first, only leaving me caged when the two of us were traveling together. After several times where nothing happened, she started leaving me locked when I was traveling by myself. Then last year, on a work trip with several coworkers, I was stopped by TSA, and taken to a back room where I had to drop trou and show my caged dick to three agents. As humiliating as it was, it was almost far worse. I was extremely lucky that I had chosen to go to the restroom before going through security and my coworkers had gone through ahead of me. When I caught up to them at the gate, they thought I'd taken a really long time in the bathroom, but didn't know I'd been taken aside for show-and-tell with TSA.
Those are the only two instances that were accidental. My wife periodically enjoys making a game of humiliating me, sometimes enlists the help of others or sets me up to be found out when she's not doing it directly herself. She doesn't intentionally involve family or professional contacts, and she's got to be in a particular mood, but she's very devious and creative.
I've had to wear my cage at a gym while we both worked out, on an evening we had plans immediately afterwards. She knew I'd need to shower there, in the men's locker room, and that there were no stalls separating the showers. As we left, she asked me how many men I thought noticed my little cage.
She's booked full body massages for me, for occasions like my birthday or *******'s day, with a massage therapist she knows I find extremely attractive, and a couple times left me caged, "so I won't get an embarrassing boner when the pretty lady rubs me." Once she had me wear my bulkiest cage, "to see if she notices the interesting shape under the thin little sheet." To this day, I'm honestly not 100% sure whether she did, but her wrist definitely knocked the side of the cage when she was adjusting the sheet to rub one of my legs, and it sure felt like there was an awkward halt in our conversation.
I was once invited to a shared birthday party for three LS ladies, and told to bring a massage table so I could give them full body massages. My wife asked if the birthday lady who invited us had any wardrobe requests, and sent pictures of all the "manties" and jocks and thongs and skimpy things she's ever bought me. Her friend chose a pair of open front pink briefs that left my entire package hanging out in the open, and my "I'm a lucky cucky" shirt. None of the lady's friends had seen a cock cage before, so she invited them all to examine and touch it. Out of the maybe 20 or 30 people in attendance, 2 were hung black men, and my wife fucked one of them in the middle of the room while I was paraded around by the birthday girl.
Four of my wife's vanilla friends (that I know of) know I'm kept in a cage, and two of them know she's a size queen who fucks black men. They've both seen dick pics of one of her bulls, and one of them has seen pics of my caged dick, "for comparison." That one now shoots me knowing grins every time she sees me, and subtly bosses me around, having me get her drinks and such.
On a night we were out dancing, my wife found out the lady she was talking to liked BDSM, so she sent me into the women's restroom with our new friend, to "show her our new cage." Twice after that I was lent to that lady to be spanked, teased and service her orally.
At two separate bars my wife was asked what the key on her necklace was for; once by the bartender at a typical bar, and once by a lingerie vendor at a LS nightclub event. Both times she answered without batting an eye, "it goes to the cage I keep his dick locked up in," nodding in my direction.
During another time my wife was out of town, she mailed a key to another cuckoldress, and asked her to unlock me so I could take a supervised shower midway through her trip. Our cuckoldress friend scheduled my release for an afternoon when her bull was coming over, I was stripped and knelt on the floor of her bedroom with her naked hubby while her bull plowed her in front of us, and then showered and made to edge while she unlocked her hubby and let him have sloppy seconds. They fucked on the bathroom floor in front of the shower and he got to cum right after I was told to stop touching myself.
I've had countless photos of various cages, silly undergarments and size comparison pics with objects like chapsticks taken when I was soft and at my most retracted, sent to my wife's select girlfriends and bulls.
I really can't say which of those was the most embarrassing, and I'm sure I'm forgetting many other contenders.
I've made a metal detector go off at a government building I didn't know I'd have to enter, while my wife/keyholder was out of town. I had to explain to the guards why I set it off. The two male guards were very professional and used a wand to check everywhere EXCEPT my crotch, and then discreetly waved me through without even changing expression, but a young female guard who was monitoring an x-ray machine for backpacks and purses stared and smirked at me throughout the entire ordeal. She didn't even pretend to hide her amusement.
I've flown on planes caged, probably no less than 12-15 times. My wife was cautious about it at first, only leaving me caged when the two of us were traveling together. After several times where nothing happened, she started leaving me locked when I was traveling by myself. Then last year, on a work trip with several coworkers, I was stopped by TSA, and taken to a back room where I had to drop trou and show my caged dick to three agents. As humiliating as it was, it was almost far worse. I was extremely lucky that I had chosen to go to the restroom before going through security and my coworkers had gone through ahead of me. When I caught up to them at the gate, they thought I'd taken a really long time in the bathroom, but didn't know I'd been taken aside for show-and-tell with TSA.
Those are the only two instances that were accidental. My wife periodically enjoys making a game of humiliating me, sometimes enlists the help of others or sets me up to be found out when she's not doing it directly herself. She doesn't intentionally involve family or professional contacts, and she's got to be in a particular mood, but she's very devious and creative.
I've had to wear my cage at a gym while we both worked out, on an evening we had plans immediately afterwards. She knew I'd need to shower there, in the men's locker room, and that there were no stalls separating the showers. As we left, she asked me how many men I thought noticed my little cage.
She's booked full body massages for me, for occasions like my birthday or *******'s day, with a massage therapist she knows I find extremely attractive, and a couple times left me caged, "so I won't get an embarrassing boner when the pretty lady rubs me." Once she had me wear my bulkiest cage, "to see if she notices the interesting shape under the thin little sheet." To this day, I'm honestly not 100% sure whether she did, but her wrist definitely knocked the side of the cage when she was adjusting the sheet to rub one of my legs, and it sure felt like there was an awkward halt in our conversation.
I was once invited to a shared birthday party for three LS ladies, and told to bring a massage table so I could give them full body massages. My wife asked if the birthday lady who invited us had any wardrobe requests, and sent pictures of all the "manties" and jocks and thongs and skimpy things she's ever bought me. Her friend chose a pair of open front pink briefs that left my entire package hanging out in the open, and my "I'm a lucky cucky" shirt. None of the lady's friends had seen a cock cage before, so she invited them all to examine and touch it. Out of the maybe 20 or 30 people in attendance, 2 were hung black men, and my wife fucked one of them in the middle of the room while I was paraded around by the birthday girl.
Four of my wife's vanilla friends (that I know of) know I'm kept in a cage, and two of them know she's a size queen who fucks black men. They've both seen dick pics of one of her bulls, and one of them has seen pics of my caged dick, "for comparison." That one now shoots me knowing grins every time she sees me, and subtly bosses me around, having me get her drinks and such.
On a night we were out dancing, my wife found out the lady she was talking to liked BDSM, so she sent me into the women's restroom with our new friend, to "show her our new cage." Twice after that I was lent to that lady to be spanked, teased and service her orally.
At two separate bars my wife was asked what the key on her necklace was for; once by the bartender at a typical bar, and once by a lingerie vendor at a LS nightclub event. Both times she answered without batting an eye, "it goes to the cage I keep his dick locked up in," nodding in my direction.
During another time my wife was out of town, she mailed a key to another cuckoldress, and asked her to unlock me so I could take a supervised shower midway through her trip. Our cuckoldress friend scheduled my release for an afternoon when her bull was coming over, I was stripped and knelt on the floor of her bedroom with her naked hubby while her bull plowed her in front of us, and then showered and made to edge while she unlocked her hubby and let him have sloppy seconds. They fucked on the bathroom floor in front of the shower and he got to cum right after I was told to stop touching myself.
I've had countless photos of various cages, silly undergarments and size comparison pics with objects like chapsticks taken when I was soft and at my most retracted, sent to my wife's select girlfriends and bulls.
I really can't say which of those was the most embarrassing, and I'm sure I'm forgetting many other contenders.
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TSJenny2021
Male
Yes, I had a master who took special delight in putting me in a metal one. I was traveling quite a bit then. I just started wearing a short skirt and sheer panties. When they took me aside for the pat down, I just smiled and lifted my skirtI was never caged but I've heard stories about metal cages being caught by metal detectors at the airports...
I have that same issue. Why can’t ******* keep up with their chargers. I didn’t leave any toys out but I feel ya on the charger.
Did she talk to either of y’all later about what she saw?
I was stay at a hotel. I had a late check out and was just getting dressed. I was pulling up the women's panties with a pouch added. I was standing there with my cage on and pulling up the panties when the maid walked in without knocking. The black maid stood there laughing and called the other maid over to look at me as well They just kept pointing and laughing. I had my panties up by then but the made asked me to pull my panties so the other maid could see my cage. From the tone of her voice, I think she would have pulled my panties down. They both walked over to me and each one gave my cage a hard tug. One took a picture with her phone. Then they left laughing.
I was too embarrassed to complain when I checked out.
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