Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!
Miss Snow pauses her pacing, her smirk widening as she pulls a flat chastity cage from a nearby drawer, holding it up for waffles to see. “Since you can’t control yourself, pup, let’s make it easier for you to remember your place,” she teases, her voice cruelly amused.
waffles whimpers as she grabs his denied cock, still twitching from his ruined orgasm, and forces it into the flat cage, the tight fit making him whine in discomfort.
“There,” she purrs, locking it with a soft click, the key glinting as she tucks it away. “A tiny cage for a tiny, disobedient pup.” waffles’ wide eyes plead, as the new cage presses frustratingly tight against him, his shame deepening.
Miss Snow ruffles his fur, her laughter low and teasing. “You’ll wear this until I say otherwise. She considers another way to toy with his mind, leaving waffles trembling in fear of what’s next.
waffles whimpers as she grabs his denied cock, still twitching from his ruined orgasm, and forces it into the flat cage, the tight fit making him whine in discomfort.
“There,” she purrs, locking it with a soft click, the key glinting as she tucks it away. “A tiny cage for a tiny, disobedient pup.” waffles’ wide eyes plead, as the new cage presses frustratingly tight against him, his shame deepening.
Miss Snow ruffles his fur, her laughter low and teasing. “You’ll wear this until I say otherwise. She considers another way to toy with his mind, leaving waffles trembling in fear of what’s next.