Chastity's Unyielding Grip: A Domme's Demand

Bound to the chair, he's at her mercy, the unyielding chastity device a constant reminder of her power. She circles him, her heels clicking a rhythmic tattoo on the hardwood floor. Her fingers trace the steel cage, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "You like this, don't you?" she teases, her voice a velvet whip. He nods, breath hitching as she runs a nail along the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "You'll stay like this, hard and aching, until I decide to let you come." She straightens, her eyes meeting his, a challenge in her gaze. "Understand?" He swallows hard, nodding, "Yes, Mistress."

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