Cages

I love to be put on display like the nonbinary (trans) puppy girl I am. I want to crawl in to a cage, have the door locked and the cage raised off the ground. I want to struggle to put on an outfit in the cage. I crave feeling the predicament of wanting desperately to escape from my Mistress's cage, but knowing I can't because every movement makes my position more precarious. I'd make such a lovely and interactive decoration for a kink party, my Mistress tells me. My Mistress would love to toy with me, with both toys and orders. And she'd very much enjoy to use me as a fucktoy.