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"Huh, you actually did it..."

Elizabeth had been collecting chastity slaves for a long while and every time, when the cage went on and the nervous boy asked how long it would be for, she always set the same challenge: take the bottle and when you've managed to leak enough precum through the bars to fill it you'll have earned your freedom- assuming you still want it.

Now after half a decade and countless frustrating nights spent kneeling, watching porn or reading captions and stories- whatever it took- you'd finally managed to fill it drop by drop.

"Well, a promise is a promise, let's go upstairs and get you unlocked! First though... you really wanna cum, right?"

You nodded frantically, breathless from the anticipation of the orgasm you'd waited so long for being right around the corner.

"In that case there's just one more thing I need you to do for me" she said, thrusting the bottle back at you.

I think this is a common affliction in this little corner of Tumblr ! Also it alleviates the anxiety 😥 of having to perform !