Thoughts race through my mind as I stand here, shorts barely concealing my growing discomfort. Her command echoes in my ears, a mix of humiliation and submission. ‘Prove your love for your wife. Lock it up, give her the keys!’ Her voice, firm and unyielding, leaves no room for argument. I’m just a cuckold, after all, existing to serve her desires. The transparent device in her hand glints under the soft indoor lighting, a symbol of my confinement. She’s seated, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders, a stark contrast to the black mesh garment she wears. Her expression is neutral, almost detached, as if this is just another routine task. And maybe it is, for her. I’m the one who’s gonna be locked away, my cock caged, my freedom surrendered.
Her Power, My Submission: The Chastity Ritual
Her fingers, cool and precise, work the metallic waistband around my hips. Each click of the lock is a reminder of my place, a cuckold bound by her will. The wooden floor beneath my feet feels distant, my world narrowing to the confines of this chastity device. She’s in control, always has been, and I’m just along for the ride, or lack thereof. As she slips the keys into her pocket, a small, satisfied smile plays on her lips. ‘There,’ she says, her voice soft yet commanding. ‘Now you’re mine, completely.’ And I am. Locked up, keys in her possession, I’m a cuckold, her cuckold, forever at her mercy. The thought should terrify me, but it doesn’t. It’s a strange comfort, this submission, this proof of my devotion. I’m hers, and that’s all that matters.
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