Finally Achieving a Handsfree Release

I finally managed to get a handsfree ruined orgasm while in my cage. I had been edging throughout the day, then locked myself up and even attempted some prostate stimulation with not much luck. Later, I went downstairs and settled into a recliner to scroll through Tumblr posts. As I noticed my cage twitching, a vague yet familiar feeling rose from below. I engaged what I believe are my kegel or pelvic floor muscles. It was clear something was about to go down, and I wondered if it counted as cheating on my streak of no orgasms, but the urge for that first handsfree moment felt necessary. And it happened. The fluid shot out from beneath the cage—not too far, but a significant amount. Usually, I’d yank off the device and bring myself to a conventional climax, but this time was different. I just enjoyed what had occurred. It wasn’t as intense or sensitive as a full orgasm, yet achieving it felt like a real success. Now, if only I could experience that kind of prostate-driven release.