Tongue and Obedience

Willow kneels on the carpet before David, the latex dress rucked high, the plug a constant pressure inside her as she looks up at him. He unzips his trousers and frees his cock, already hard, and strokes it once before pressing the head against her glossy lips. 'Show me how a good sissy thanks her Dom,' he says, and she opens her mouth, taking him in as he grips her blonde hair. He holds her there, letting her taste him, the cage locked between her thighs and the plug shifting with every bob of her head. His phone buzzes in his pocket, but he ignores it, watching her work, the key to her cage still in his possession.