Poor Charlie thought he deserved an unlock

Wrong. I strapped him to my cross in his little "CHARLIE CAGED" top and reminded him exactly what he is. I pushed my ass and tits against him until that tiny caged clit was straining, then held my wand right against the bars until he was begging and shaking.

He begged to be let out. No. He begged to cum. Also no. Then he came anyway still locked, still cuffed to my cross, without a shred of permission. So of course I made him lick up every drop of his mess... and then kept grinding on him while he was still dripping and sensitive, because his suffering is so much fun ?

He stayed on the cross. He stayed caged. The only way you cum is CAGED – that's my rule, and it's not changing.

He thought being tied to my St. Andrew's Cross in nothing but his mask meant he'd get off easy.

Silly little slut.

I'm in my halter latex, paddle in hand, and this naughty boy is completely at my mercy. I spank him until his skin turns red, make him count every single strike, and punish him all over again when he messes up. He whimpers, he marks up fast, and I barely even break a sweat.

By the time I'm done with him, he's a shaking, obedient mess thanking me for every hit.

Do you think you could take everything I gave him, or would you be begging before I even got to five?