Denied in Chastity While I Stroke the Strap-On That Replaces Him
Locked in chastity with a strap-on humiliatingly strapped over it, my slave is nothing more than a joke: his useless dick caged while i play with a real one. with his hands bound and legs spread wide, i begin the session by whipping his ass and back, marking him red for me.i edge the strap-on, taunting him with every stroke, making him ache with the pathetic wish that it was his cock i was using. i press the magic wand to his locked cage, just enough to tease, never enough to satisfy. i command him to kneel, to worship my leather boots and perfect ass, while his caged dick twitches in frustration. then, i remove his blindfold and let him watch. watch as i make him hump my boots like a desperate toy, knowing full well he’ll never feel it where he wants to. no edging. no release. just shame and denial, exactly what he deserves.
