I Share My Favorite Toy

Blindfolded, he can’t see anything. But he hears the keys jingle, dangling from Mandy’s fist, and that sound alone makes him throb inside the cage. She clips the wand to the bars so the head kisses metal right at the head of his cock, then flicks it on. Low. Teasing. Every pulse rattles the lock. I clamp his nipples hard and he jerks, breath catching, already leaking through the slit. Mandy scoops each bead on her finger, lifts it to his mouth, and makes him swallow his own mess. His knees buckle. A low, broken moan slips out. He’s shaking, hungry for more, trapped and aching while the vibe keeps humming against steel and Mandy keeps feeding him what leaks out.