Two agonizing weeks in chastity, and now the sight of me makes your torment unbearable. My curves glisten in the sunlight as your cage tightens, restricting you further. But this isn’t temporary—it’s your reality, your purpose. Your manhood is mine to control, your release forever denied. The pain is overwhelming, but good boys stay locked, no matter how much they suffer. I am your keyholder—you are my desperate, pathetic bitch.