Twenty days in chastity. Ten days without release. His cock weaker by the day, his balls heavy, his whole body trembling with frustration and need. That’s exactly how I like my submissive — vulnerable, denied, and ready to be used. I oil him up slowly, my hands sliding over his smooth skin while he stays bent over, waiting for me. His ass glistens under the light as I strap on and position myself. The first push makes him gasp, the next makes him moan. I keep my rhythm slow at first, letting him feel every inch, then drive deeper, harder, taking him the way I want. With each thrust his cage bounces uselessly, a constant reminder that his pleasure is off limits. I move him to the floor, ass in the air, legs spread, and use him until I’m completely satisfied. POV and close angles show everything — the shine of oil on his skin, my strap sliding in and out, his locked cock straining, his body shaking as I push him past every edge. This is what prolonged chastity leads to: me in control, him filled, leaking and quivering, and my satisfaction always coming first. Would you last 20 days locked and denied, only to end up on the floor being used exactly how I want?