In this one I tell you what I’ve been thinking... you’re not boyfriend material, but I do have other uses for you. I want to tell you about my fantasy where you’re my cucky, slutty, feminized slave. I have two cages picked out: a human-sized one for you to live in by my bedside, and a tiny chastity cage for your worthless excuse for a cock. you’ll live in your dog cage while I invite new guys over to fuck me every night, and you’ll just have to sit there like a good slut and watch, wishing it were you but knowing it never will be. even though your cock is never getting anywhere near my pussy, I’ll use you to worship my body. I want you to worship my perfect, dainty hands. I know how turned on you get by my small, feminine hands, because you’re a special kind of pervert, aren’t you? I give you plenty of close-ups, telling you how I keep my hands soft for men who deserve it. next I want you to worship my feet. you’ll be allowed to take my heels off for me and take a big sniff of your miss’s feet, but you’ll never be able to put them in your mouth or feel my toes on your tongue. that’s not all I have planned—I need to get my aggression out from time to time, and when that happens, you’ll be let out of your cage so I can rail your asshole. I have so many plans for you... what are you waiting for? get in your cage, slut.