It is a way like any other to make my slave. There is something erotic in imposed chastity. To have complete control, to force him to rely on you to cum, to prevent his manhood from expressing himself, to belittle him in relation to other men, in relation to you. And to see, to know, to feel his member harden and slowly crush with insistence against the walls of the cage.
I like to reproduce the gesture of the blowjob sometimes, and suck the cage. He sees his penis disappear in my mouth, he sees my head doing the movement that reminds him of moments of ecstasy, but he feels nothing, if not frustration and insatiable excitement