The perfume bottle in her hand, a symbol of her control, glints in the sunlight filtering through the leaves. She leans in, her red lips slightly parted, and I can almost hear her voice, cold and commanding. ‘There we are, and with one little click, another white boy is now sexless for life!’ Her words echo in my mind, a cruel reminder of my new reality. The man in the background, that’s me, standing naked and exposed, both physically and emotionally. She’s fully clothed, her blouse and pearl necklace a stark contrast to my vulnerability. The water from the shower drips down, a constant reminder of the power she holds over me.
The Weight of Her Words
Her words hang heavy in the air, a mix of humiliation and submission. I can feel the weight of her gaze, the satisfaction in her eyes as she delivers the final blow. The chastity device, a small but significant object, is now a part of me, a constant reminder of her dominance. The foliage around us seems to close in, trapping me in this moment of utter surrender. She’s not just locking away my body; she’s locking away my pride, my identity. And as she steps back, a smirk playing on her lips, I know that this is just the beginning of a new chapter in our dynamic. One where I am forever at her mercy, a cuckold in every sense of the word.
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Can it be that some women are just idiots or has this slut never heard of a bolt cutter or a power grinder?
that would never ever happen to me. there would be no point being married to someone who would whore around
How long does he have to wear his chastity cage?