She was unable to stop laughing. The pathetic little plastic cage where your cock should have been. The lock, so obviously hanging on the top. "What does it feel like?" she asked. "Not much actually, unless I get aroused. Then it hurts a little."
"Hurts? Like, 'extreme' pain?" "No, nothing like that, its more just very uncomfortable when I'm trying to get hard but not like real pain."
"How often do you get aroused like that in it?" Oh, that was a can of worms. You thought back to Mistress Fire's instructions to tell her everything. So you started telling her about your fantasies at work. Picturing all the girls stripping, imagining what their panties looked like at work. She looked genuinely surprised.