The boss was true to his word I must say. Practically from the second I walked in I was in locked five inch heels and nothing else save for a very tight chastity cage.
The cage was a bit different as instead of holding my testes forward it pushed them up into my body and the tube that held my penis curved back between my legs with the tip pressed against my anal opening. When I sat at the reception desk, or anywhere else, the tip would be pressed into me about an inch. Mostly uncomfortable but if I moved my hips, as I had to from time to time at least, it was like being probed by a very hard, very small penis. If I rocked back and forth it was sorta like being fucked.
The cage stopped me from enjoying it as the points inside would dig into my shaft painfully!
Even knowing that very few people dropped by the office other then those invited over by the boss it was nerve racking every time the outer door opened and humiliating to be stared at like a side of beef. To be honest exciting as well but that just led to more pain. I'm not into pain.
I love the way the heels shaped my legs and butt but they made me mince around and take twice as long to get anywhere. I did get better on them but that wasn't really saying much.
Will didn't come around till Wednesday. He smiled and chuckled at my predicament!
