I made a final call to Susan and thanked her for all her help as I exacted my revenge. She informed me that the group still had poker nights and barbecues and still played with each other. The wives were all in agreement that they wished they could have sampled my “big” cock. She said that Ken was still an arrogant prick but his dick wasn’t of much use as still hadn’t been able, (thank you super glue), to get the key into the lock. She added that he was too embarrassed to seek outside help and none of the group knew how to get him freed. Mark suggested that it be cut away but thought of anything trying to cut or remove that steel cock cage drove Ken to his knees with just the thought of it. I smiled at the prospect of Ken’s prick doing life behind bars. Revenge? No, justice.
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