Caged By Daddies Rules

I sat alone in my hotel room, the dim light from the bedside lamp casting shadows on the walls.

My cock throbbed in my pants, hard and insistent, begging for attention.

I had been thinking about this all day.

Masturbation was my obsession, my secret addiction.

Nothing compared to the rush of pleasuring myself, exploring every inch of my body with my hands and toys.

Sex consumed my thoughts, a constant craving that made my heart race and my hole twitch with need.

I stripped off my clothes quickly, letting them fall to the floor.

My skin prickled with excitement as I stood naked, my erection...