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over stimulated brain playing tricks on me? I don't know but I can tell you that she walked all the way across the gym, boobs bouncing, thigh muscles rippling, right up to me, said good morning, then turned and walked all the way back to the weight station near her office. I watched her glorious ass cheeks flex and bounce the whole way. That thong accentuated her curvy ass like crazy and my cock sprang up - ouch! Well it tried to but the iron bars stopped it cold. It only got a little hard before I felt the restriction and as it kept wanting to grow, the iron bars pressed in on it, halting any further growth. This wasn't funny. And it wasn't comfortable. At all.

I looked away from Minka, closing my eyes, trying to think of anything other than her sexy body. Baseball. Think about baseball. Who played short stop for the 47 Yankees? Phil Rizzuto. Yeah, that's better. My cock started to settle down. What was his batting average? .273 What year did he win Most Valuable Player? 1950. My cock shrank back to it's smaller version. Oh, so much better! Whew. No more pain.

But I can't keep my eyes shut the whole time I'm here. I opened them. Bad mistake. Minka had seen me with my eyes scrunched down tight and a grimace on my face. She was hustling over to check on me.

"Are you alright Brad? You look like you hurt yourself. Where does it hurt?"

I could hardly tell her that it was my cock and balls that were the trouble. "I think I overdid that last set. I'm fine. Nothing to worry about." In my head my brain was screaming 'please go back into your office so the sight of your incredible body doesn't kill my cock!'

"Alright, if you're sure you're ok. But listen, if you need to be massaged, I can work out the pain for you. I have a massage table in the back. Do you want to come and lie down and let me rub on it where it hurts?"

Oh dear god! Please go away. My cock just shot back up thinking about her "rubbing where it hurts." This time with her curvaceous, scantily clad body inches away from me talking about rubbing my cock, it redoubled its effort to grow as the cage constricted it cruelly. The pain quadrupled from the first failed erection. This time my cock got fully hard even though it couldn't grow in length. The pain was unbelievable! I tried to keep my face neutral but failed at that too.

"Are you sure you're ok? You look like something hurts badly. Come on, get off that machine. I'm not letting you get hurt any more."

She grabbed my arm and pulled me off the weight machine. Her effort caused me to lose my balance and grab madly for something to keep me from falling down. Unfortunately (fortunately?) what I ended up grabbing was a serious handful of one of her massive tits. She noticed. I noticed. My COCK noticed and tried to grow even more. I was starting to see stars from the new wave of pain shooting though my groin.

"Uh, sorry about that," I said, actually quite apologetic for touching her even though getting a feel of those massive orbs was a little slice of heaven (yeah, yeah, that quick squeeze caused ever more blood to rush to my already engorging cock.) She looked at me with a more serious expression, as if sizing me up for something other than weight lifting.

"We'll just forget that happened, sugar. Now let's get you back to the massage room so we can take care of what's hurting you," she said, glancing more than once at my now bulging package. I was starting to panic because part of the bulge was my rapidly hardening cock but the other part of the bulge was all that chrome plated steel wrapped around things down there. Not only that, but there was no way I could lie down on the massage table face down or that thing would kill my cock and balls! And if I laid on my back the cage would become very visible!

I tried to deflect, but she was not to be deterred. She literally pulled me into the room, closed the door and ordered me up onto the massage table. I hesitated because I didn't want to get up there at all but she misinterpreted my delay. "Do you need to take off some clothes, honey?" she asked with genuine concern on her face. "It's ok if you do. People remove their clothes for massages all the time. Don't be shy. Come on, let's get that shirt off," she said as she was yanking it up over my head. I didn't want to start taking off my clothes - really, I didn't - but having this goddess stripping me was like taking an aphrodisiac. My brain was at war with itself, one side wanting to get as naked in front of her as possible as soon as possible but the other side not wanting the colossal embarrassment of her finding out my cock was locked in a cage.

"Go on, drop your shorts and hop up there. I can tell you're hurting in the lower part of your body. I have great hands. I'll rub away what's hurting you." With that I froze, not wanting to be found out but as with all things Minka, hesitation and delay were not in her vocabulary. With one swift yank she whipped my shorts and underwear to the floor. If I was frozen before I was now frozen in a solid block of ice as she rounded on me, focusing in on my "shiny" bits displayed to her.

She said "OH MY," as she stared at it. To make matters worse, all of the excitement which caused me to try to get hard in the cage was long gone. The embarrassment and humiliation of seeing this perfect woman staring at my cock was having an immediate and opposite effect! My dick was shrinking - visibly! We could see it getting smaller at an incredible pace. Soon it barely filled the cage, getting tinier by the second as if it wanted to shrivel up and hide. So did I.

"My, my, what has happened to you? You didn't do this to yourself, did you? You're not one of those weirdos who denies himself pleasure? If that's what's going on here you can get out of here right now," she said in an extremely commanding tone.

"N-no. it's not like that," I stammered trying to find an explanation that wouldn't make me look like an incredible wimp. "It's my wife..."

"Uh-huh. And?" she asked, iron creeping into her voice.

"She's heard me talking about you, how gorgeous you are and she decided that she would make sure if I came here I couldn't... do anything with you," I said meekly.

"And just who said that you could? 'Do anything' with me?"

"Uh, ah, no, I didn't mean to imply that you and I would..." My voice trailed off as my cheeks reddened as the embarrassment ballooned to epic proportions. Just as I was looking for a means of escape, she burst out laughing!

"Oh man Brad, I couldn't keep up the act any more! You're hysterical!!! I knew you had that cage on your dick. Your wife called me the minute you left the house. She asked me if I'd help her humiliate you and of course I said I'd play along! This was just too good to pass up!" She laughed at me some more, real belly laughs as she circled me, looking over my entire body.

"You know Brad, you've done a good job on the weight machines. Your arms, shoulders and chest are nicely developed and you even have good strong thighs and calves, which is something a lot of guys don't spend enough time working out. Nearly all of your muscles look thick and strong - except for this little guy hiding in that cock cage. Poor little dick. It's never going to get inside of my pussy. I'll bet you've been fantasizing about that since your first day coming here. Tell you what though. I know you think I'm hot and I'll bet you've fantasized about me giving you a blow job. Why don't you lean back against the massage table and I'll lick... whatever I can, maybe coax some life back into that little nub."

If she thought my cock would grow while she was belittling me, she was mistaken but as soon as she wrapped her lips around me, cage and all, her skills as a cock sucker were becoming very clear, very quickly. My cock rallied as her flow of demeaning words halted and her oral talents worked their magic. Once again my cock expanded as far as the bars would allow. Even though I couldn't get any bigger, she worked my cock like it was a porn star's pride. She licked all around, tonguing each bit of cock flesh that she could get to between the bars, all the while massaging my balls. Thank god she wasn't cruel. She didn't hurt them, something I know some women like to do. She sensed my excitement growing, continuing to fellate me with real enthusiasm (which is something my wife never does and doesn't even try to fake), bringing me close to an orgasm. I wondered if I could blow my load with a cock cage on. But did I find out? NO! She read my body like a book and eased me out of her soft, wonderful lips moments before my orgasm came on. I felt it starting down deep somewhere only to feel it disappear, just as fast as my erection vanished minutes before. She wouldn't! Not after all she put me through! Aarrghhhh! But she did.

She pointed at my shorts pooling around my ankles. "Pull those up and go home. Kelly's waiting for you, probably waiting right at the front door. She asked me to call her when you left to tell her how my teasing went. I'm going to tell her about how I had you squirming with embarrassment but I won't say a word about sucking your cock. I'll leave that up to you. If you're like other men, you'll 'forget' to mention that part," she said, giggling as their plan played out.

I pulled my clothes back on and was trying to beat a hasty retreat when she called out to me, " tell her whatever you want but if you fail to mention my blowjob, you might have to explain my bright pink lipstick under the bars on your cock cage."

Pink lipstick on my cock? Under the cock cage bars?!? I gotta get that off - and fast! The first thing I'm going to do when I get home is head for the bathroom and see if I can get that out of there. That shouldn't be too difficult, right?

I never got the chance. Kelly was waiting for me just inside the front door.

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