Without the cage, I would be lost. It would be like a dog without a leash, wandering aimlessly, not knowing what to do. Without the cage, I would not be able to focus. I would be jerking off and fucking whenever and with whomever. I would not be focusing on my goal which is to build a better body to serve men.

When I look down and see the cage between my legs, it reminds me of who I am. It gives me an identity. It makes me want to submit. It makes me want to get fucked. It makes me proud to know that I am owned. It gives me a sense of purpose.

I have found my destiny. This is the only thing that I desire: to work hard so that I can become a muscle fuck toy.