The first sign that Balthazar returned wasn't a sound, it was a touch. He started running his fingers over the cage, practically kneading it. It was not a gentle touch.

"For how much you've been enjoying yourself, I expected you to be much harder," he scolded, rolling the trapped cock in his fingers. "We can't move on to the next phase until you're overflowing your cage." Because then the bars would be digging in painfully. And he would intently stroke Kadin until he reached such a point.