These days the girly looks and the cage were just part of the normal attire your mistress expected of you, however the leaking in the cage that was constant, was punishable by a whip, cane, or longer sentence. It all depended on her mood.
All dressed up and at the party, only you were aware of the cage you had locked onto your self earlier that night, that was until someone said to follow them to the balcony. Once there they demanded you show them what was making the jingling noise, now t
You never expected your house maid would find your key and then blackmail you to stay her little toy when she caught you wearing your cage and took some photos. If you fired her, she would just release the embarrassing photos.
It never occurred to you that the reason your anal plug kept changing patterns was because your girlfriend was live streaming you all gagged and locked, and the audience was controlling it.
