Goddess Alessa!

Nothing h*ts the spot like chastity, does it sl*ve? Being in chastity is like having my hand wrapped around your c*ck 24/7. Permanently there, enslaving it. Always reminding you of me. Wouldn't that feel amazing? You'd be so lucky to have my hand wrapped around your c*ck 24/7, wouldn't you? A constant remind of who owns you.

You've come to understand that your c*ck belongs in chastity. Hearing that click when you lock it sends shivers down your spine. It sends a jolt through your c*ck and makes your b*lls swell up. You envision your cage as if it were my hand down there. Maybe gently caressing it. It's as if I'm there with you 24/7. You'd love that, wouldn't you sl*ve? Keeping you locked away as long as I see fit. The sensation, the sound of that click, it triggers you in a way that nothing else can.

And you become so obedient, so subservient. You can't think straight. There's no more logic in your brain. All you know is that you need to obey, you need to listen. And all it took was a chastity cage wrapped around your d*ck. The simple idea that the cage is actually my hand rendered you helpless. All you can really do now is fixate on me and worship me the way that you're meant to. You and your needs no longer exists. Because I own your pleasure, I own your c*ck and I get to decide what I want to do with it. Nod your head yes sl*ve. Good boy.

I want you to stare at my body, and get lost in it as you listen to my voice echoing around in the caverns of your mind. You want to stroke so badly for me. And you can't. It must be so frustrating to not be able to reach down and stroke. But at the same time, there's something so hot about the denial that it makes your c*ck rock hard in its cage. Not being able to j*rk your c*ck for me gets you off. Picturing my hand wrapped around it, controlling its every move. You can't function properly. No. You can't do a thing without my permission, huh b*tch? And it feels so good.

You love being locked up for me. It's so much better than actually cumming. And being in chastity is good for you. It will teach you discipline. It'll keep you focused. Your thoughts will always drift towards me and that just feels so right to belong to me, to serve your one true purpose. I'm all that matters. P*ssy will become a thing of the past for you. It'll be just me, you and your c*ck.

And it's so effortless because you're so aroused by being locked by me. Being this close to me. And giving up all control for me. It's agony, but it's undeniably sensual. It reminds you of your place. It reminds you of who owns you and your c*ck. Do you feel that? Do you feel your c*ck pulsing and throbbing? You're so f*cking horny, aren't you? Good, I want you at your weakest. I want your mind spiraling. I want you losing any ounce of willpower. Just lose yourself in my body, lose yourself in my voice. Get trapped by my beauty.

Your c*ck is mine, imprisoned in it's cage and gripped by my hand. What a privilege it is to be locked by me. Say, 'Thank you Goddess. Thank you for locking away my useless c*ck.' You're so utterly mesmerized by all of this, aren't you? Your mind liquefying, your thoughts fading, realizing that you're c*mpletely at my mercy and loving every second of it. Vulnerable. Trapped. Weak. So c*mpletely f*cked for me.

And your c*ck isn't the only thing that's being locked up for me, is it? Your brain is too. In a mental prison. And you get so turned on hearing me lay it all out for you. You don't need to think, you don't need to make decisions, or even use your brain anymore because I own it. I decide what you get to think. I say what goes, do you understand? Good boy. From here on out you don't need to worry about a thing. Just focus on me and concentrate on that cage locked around your c*ck, imagining that it's my hand. And all it took was the one click of the lock and you become a mindfucked zombie for Alessa. My compliant l*ttle j*nkie, my sl*ve.

How bad do you want to j*rk for me? How bad do you want to c*m? It doesn't matter, I'm not letting you out of your cage. All you can do is obey and worship the ground that I walk on. There's no need to think, there's no need for those pesky nagging thoughts any more. I've taken that away from you. I've taken away your ability to think along with your ability to j*rk your c*ck. Tell me how thankful you are for my guidance, for my attention. From you knees sl*ve, exactly where you belong.

Chastity Is Like Having My Hand Wrapped Around Your C*ck 24-7