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Let me paint a picture for you, my dearest chastity boy. I see us strolling hand in hand through a vibrant marketplace, the scent of exotic spices wafting around us. You’re dressed to impress, wearing that sharp suit that accentuates your chiseled physique. But what catches my attention is not just your attire, but the knowledge that you’re locked away, helpless and at my mercy.
As we walk, I can see the desperation in your eyes, the longing for release. It only makes me more aroused. My hand caresses your arm, leading you to a secluded alleyway. The shadows cast by the flickering torches create an air of mystery, perfect for our little game.
Your cock is trapped, locked away from your own pleasure, but the rest of you is free to serve me. And oh, how eagerly you serve. The thought alone sends shivers down my spine. You’re nothing but a plaything for me now, a tool to satiate my every whim. And you know it, don’t you?
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Darling, did you think those keys were for you? They’re merely a reminder of my power, a symbol of the control I wield over your every desire.
You see, you’re not just my boyfriend; you’re a work in progress, a project I take great pleasure in shaping. Your purpose is to serve me, to anticipate my needs, and to fulfill them with unwavering devotion. Your cock? A tool, a means to an end, only unleashed when it serves my pleasure.
I’ve trained you well, haven’t I? You know exactly how to make me smile, how to soothe my every whim. And the chastity cage? It’s merely an extension of that training, a constant reminder that your desires are secondary to mine.
Enjoy being my obedient little pet, my devoted servant. Remember, true love is about sacrifice, and you, darling, have sacrificed everything for me.
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I’ve got him locked in a chastity cage, his cock trapped and helpless. The look of desperation is intoxicating. I’m the one with the keys, and he knows it. His only escape is my permission.
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