Caged By A White Woman: A Husband's Big Black Humiliation Continues (Taken by a Black Man #3)
Leah Jenkins
Katie shifted closer, one knee settling into the mattress beside me as she leaned in to kiss me. Our lips met, slow and familiar, and beneath that softness came the sharp, unmistakable click of the lock snapping shut. The sound landed heavy in my chest. I covered her hand where it rested at my groin, feeling the hard plastic ringed tight around me, unyielding, already refusing the way my cock was trying to swell inside it. The pressure was immediate, intimate, a constant reminder that there was no escape from what she’d decided.
She broke the kiss and sighed quietly, her expression softening as her fingers slid up to my shoulder. “Mark, honey,” she said gently, grounding me with her touch. “I like being dominated. I’m a bottom to men like D’Andre. That doesn’t take anything away from us. I love you.” She kissed my forehead, tender and deliberate, the contrast almost dizzying as the cage held me firm and helpless beneath her.
“It’s just how it works for me,” she continued, calm and sure. “I give myself to big black cocks. And you give yourself to me.” Her hand drifted back down, not teasing, just resting there, making sure I felt it. “That’s what turns you on. It turns me on too.”
The words sank in slowly, settling alongside the dull, insistent pressure between my legs, until the lock and her certainty felt equally permanent.

