You’re nothing without Me, and you love it. My cleavage is right in your face, taunting you, making you ache. You’d give anything to stroke yourself while staring at Me, but too bad… you’re a pathetic chastity loser locked in your cage. No touching. No release. Just Me flipping you off, laughing at your weakness, and reminding you of your true beta place again and again. Your little nub is Mine. Your body is Mine. Your mind is Mine.
