His mistress loved to see him locked in a pink chastity cage his shaft captive.
She reveled in his anticipation each time she approached.
He knew his place, a loyal boy ready for her every command.
Her touch was always gentle yet firm.
Sometimes, she would inflate him gently before locking him up again.
The key to his release was firmly in her grasp.
He was hers completely.
And she loved every bit of the power she held over him.
Even when she left him wanting more, he found joy in her control.
Sometimes he imagined her with other toys and pleasures.
The anticipation of her touch was almost unbearable.
She was his keyholder and his queen.
Even a virtual mistress could captivate him.
He lived for her every moment of her attention.
His life was a constant state of willing submission.
