

You thought it was just a game😏
At first you locked yourself in a cage for me thinking you were "just trying it out." Every day the time grows longer and you're more and more caught up in this sense of control.
There are two entities at play, one that's used to doing whatever it wants, the other that doesn't want to resist and trusts me.
A few days of abstinence and you get aroused at the slightest hint, a sly smile or a strap from a dress falling on my shoulder. Your head refuses to think straight and you'll do anything to get that long-awaited release.
But why should I give my permission, when you are becoming more and more docile and willless toy by the minute? 😌