I loved cages, haven't been in one in quite awhile. It really worked with my "Amazon Queen / captured Tarzan" roleplay. The first time I was caged was at Mistress Tara Indiana's dungeon in NYC in the late '90s, a stand-up model. The Mistress, whose name has disappeared from my memory, used leather handcuffs on me and urged "Tarzan" to try and bend the bars while growling like a... junglebeast. We had a few laughs and a hell of a good time.

I was caged a couple more times with the floor models that had cushions on the top. Mistress Tyra from Manhattan had me in one, taughting and teasing me, having me growl and worship her feet. Very primal.

Separately, I'm not really a bondage guy but a couple of Mistresses from that era secured me in chains. One Mistress putting me in heavy chain bondage against a cross and began to tease and taunt me "thisclose" and I could do nothing about it. My reactions were, as you can guess, "beastly," growling and struggling to get out.