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As storm clouds gather outside, a lonely soul retreats to his private domain. His chastity belt clinks as he sits, his mind filled with taboo thoughts. He removes the belt, freeing his engorged cock. It bobs, eager for attention. He wraps a fist around it, pumping slowly, his mind a whirlwind of fantasies. His strokes grow more urgent, his grip tighter. His body tenses, and with a cry, he spills his load, painting the room with his pent-up desire.