Well, look at you. My little locked-up toy, sitting there with that cage on, helpless. You’re feeling so desperate, aren’t you? So trapped, so needy. But that’s the point, isn’t it? You don’t get pleasure unless I say so. You don’t get release until you’ve earned it—and trust me, you’re going to work for it.

Let’s start with a little reminder: you’re mine. That pathetic thing between your legs doesn’t belong to you anymore. It’s mine to control, mine to keep locked up tight, and you’ll stay in chastity as long as I want. You know how this works—I hold the key, and you obey.

Now, I’ve decided to give you a few tasks to keep you busy. You’re going to earn your freedom, little by little. And each task? Well, it’s going to remind you just how powerless you are.