Untitled

First she told me she’d keep me caged for at least 3 months. And she did… not one moment of freedom.

Then she told me she was done with letting me touch myself. She told me my masturbation denial was permanent.

Then she told me she didn’t miss my cock. I was hoping she’d want me uncaged occasionally. But she said my mind is more fun to fuck… and she’d rather penetrate me.

She offered to give me permanent orgasm denial. Since I was so enthralled and filled with constant frustrated desire, she determined this was best for me.

She offered permanent chastity. She said she should seal it shut to reach me a lesson about expectations. I believed her when she said she preferred me caged.

I lived for 12 months in enforced chastity.

She had pressed me to accept the real consequences of living out my deepest fantasies. She was giving me the dream.

She encouraged me to float along and accept endless frustration. She was happy I never got used to denial. It was a perpetual motion machine. My balls churned and I drooled precum endlessly.

She reminded me I never needed to cum, and I had been brave enough to get explicit permission - in writing - from a urologist I could stay denied indefinitely.

In the end I twisted and cracked.

First she told me she’d keep me caged for at least 3 months. And she did… not one moment of freedom.

Then she told me she was done with letting me touch myself. She told me my masturbation denial was permanent.

Then she told me she didn’t miss my cock. I was hoping she’d want me uncaged occasionally. But she said my mind is more fun to fuck… and she’d rather penetrate me.

She offered to give me permanent orgasm denial. Since I was so enthralled and filled with constant frustrated desire, she determined this was best for me.

She offered permanent chastity. She said she should seal it shut to reach me a lesson about expectations. I believed her when she said she preferred me caged.

I lived for 12 months in enforced chastity.

She had pressed me to accept the real consequences of living out my deepest fantasies. She was giving me the dream.

She encouraged me to float along and accept endless frustration. She was happy I never got used to denial. It was a perpetual motion machine. My balls churned and I drooled precum endlessly.

She reminded me I never needed to cum, and I had been brave enough to get explicit permission - in writing - from a urologist I could stay denied indefinitely.

In the end I twisted and cracked.

First she told me she’d keep me caged for at least 3 months. And she did… not one moment of freedom.

Then she told me she was done with letting me touch myself. She told me my masturbation denial was permanent.

Then she told me she didn’t miss my cock. I was hoping she’d want me uncaged occasionally. But she said my mind is more fun to fuck… and she’d rather penetrate me.

She offered to give me permanent orgasm denial. Since I was so enthralled and filled with constant frustrated desire, she determined this was best for me.

She offered permanent chastity. She said she should seal it shut to reach me a lesson about expectations. I believed her when she said she preferred me caged.

I lived for 12 months in enforced chastity.

She had pressed me to accept the real consequences of living out my deepest fantasies. She was giving me the dream.

She encouraged me to float along and accept endless frustration. She was happy I never got used to denial. It was a perpetual motion machine. My balls churned and I drooled precum endlessly.

She reminded me I never needed to cum, and I had been brave enough to get explicit permission - in writing - from a urologist I could stay denied indefinitely.

In the end I twisted and cracked.