Queensearch

About Queensearch

I sat locked in my cage on my knees. I was finally a caged sissy. I was locked in a strong steel cage from which there was no escape. The collar around my neck was attached to chains locked to the bars of the cage so I had only limited head movement. My arms were locked in steel cuffs and chained to the rear of the cage so I could not move them. I was dressed in a silk sissy maid uniform complete with nylon stockings, garters and ruffled panties, along with generous petticoats under my skirt and high heels and a blonde wig. Presently I began to feel uncomfortable; I had been in bondage all day and I was beginning to cramp up. The panic that one feels when one has lost total control of ones predicament began to set in. I was trapped with no way out for as long as Master wanted to keep me like this. I began to think about my life previous to slavery and I began to wonder what exactly I had gotten my sissy self into. I also realized that my bladder was full but I knew that if I pissed in the cage I would be severely punished. Please, somebody, come and help me. Kiss me and caress me, set me free and I’ll be your forever slave.