Chaste By: Mistress Claudia

Don’t think for a moment that I have forgotten how you came to me; completely incapable of self-restraint. Your lack of control over your self-indulgent urges made locking you away that much sweeter, slave. The moment I laid eyes on you, I just couldn’t wait to lock you up for good. You’re so pathetic and unremarkable. But, over the time that you have served Me, you’ve shown loyalty and dedication and have earned yourself the privilege of being My chaste little toy.

It has been my pleasure to train your eager body for celibacy and ownership, as that’s about the only pleasure you are capable of giving Me. You’ve proved to Me that you have finally earned the honor of having permanent confinements under My lock and key. For the remainder of your life, you will be presented to me in this way, imprisoned by the cold, hard steel.

I own every urge, every desire, every craving. . .
Every feeling of arousal is now replaced with aching within your cage.

The key for the lock that holds that disappointment between your legs will be adorned, gleaming, and hanging around My neck as a reminder that you are My property. The disgraceful extremity between those thighs will be restrained both in and outside of my watch. Understand, slave, that I expect my strict regimen to be followed. Your unholy habits will come to a halt.

I own you and only I’ll decide when that monstrosity is to be released. – Mistress Claudia