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As day three dawns, the chastity slave's cock remains imprisoned, throbbing with unspent lust. His Mistress, cruel and beautiful, leads him through crowded streets, his humiliation growing with each lewd comment. Back in their private domain, she strips, her body a cruel feast for his eyes. She strokes herself, moaning, yet refuses his tongue, his lips, his desperate, pleading hands. His torment is exquisite, his release elusive, his need for her agonizing.