Bound by her rules, you're locked in chastity, desperate for her touch. She teases you mercilessly, running her fingertips along your trapped cock, whispering filthy promises. "Beg," she commands, her heels clicking on the hardwood as she paces around you. You plead, your voice ragged with need, but she just laughs, holding the key aloft, taunting you. "Only good boys get unlocked," she purrs, "Are you a good boy?"