Long gone are the days of stroking! Now you long for the cold, metal, clinical squeeze of that cage. You love feeling it get tighter, and tighter, and tighter. And I love watching you squirm as I tease you. Watching that little walnut brain of yours ping-pong around looking for a way out, but we both know there's no escape. You wanted a challenge. You knew this wouldn't be easy, but I still love when I see that panic wash over you as your cock starts to swell. Finally, acceptance washes over you. You enter a trancelike state, mentally and physically confined to your cage. I flash the keys in front of you, and now that makes you uneasy. You don't want to leave the safety and comfort of your cage. The keys are an unwelcome reminder of the man you used to be. Now you long to wake up in the morning, feeling that cage so tight around your cock. A forever reminder that you belong to Goddess Adrienne. You belong to femdom.