Hi loser. Isn’t this a nice coat? The guys at the bar certainly thought so last night. You want to see what’s underneath? There’s one condition. If you want to see, you’ll have to go in chastity first. Good boy. Look. The guy I took home last night said I was the most gorgeous girl he’s ever seen. And I could tell he meant it, he was so smitten and eager to please me. He ate my pussy for ages before I climbed on top and fucked his brains out. Speaking of which, are you seeing anyone lately? No? Aww, that’s too bad but I’m not surprised, you’re so shy. In this world, men get punished for being shy. That’s what that cage is for: punishment for being an awkward loser who doesn’t deserve orgasms. If you want out of the cage, you’ll have to buy me a new pair of heels that I can wear on my next date. I want to attract top tier men and that means I must exude superiority at all times with high class, designer outfits. It’s cucky loser’s duty to fund the lifestyle of his superior.