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In the privacy of his room, he slips into a frilly dress and sheer stockings, his cock straining against the tight cage. He can't help but touch himself, rubbing his bulge through the silky fabric. His fingers slip inside, stroking his desperate cock. He imagines being touched, being used, as he builds towards his climax. His body tenses, and with a cry, he comes, filling the cage with his load, the scent of his desire filling the air.