Miss Roper

With October coming to a close, I'll let you in on why I've put together no chastity tasks or instructions, why despite the pleasure and arousal I receive in taking ownership over ones manhood ; I've yet to release one video for the festivities. Why? Because I have no desire in temporary. When I clasp my lock around your cage, and clutch the keys to your freedom in the palm of my hand it's not just for 31 days. It's for eternity. A lifetime of being teased by my body, my mind, & in denial. I can't have any of you naive, hestitant thinking otherwise.

You've been withheld in your cage for days, weeks, perhaps even months? The tension in your full balls overwhelming, only building; feeling as though at any moment you could burst. You need to cool down, don't you? Your fiery lust flowing through every part of you, making your mind a visually depraved cinema. To complete this chastity challenge, you will first need to strip down, completely bare & exposed. Then? Run along to your kitchen, fetch a large bowl and fill it to the brim with ice. Finally, you are to place that bowl on the floor in front of you as you kneel, eagerly awaiting for the instructions that are to fall from my lips...

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No exact names used.

"For this clip assume that I'm on my knees, naked, with my hands tied and my cock locked in my spiked chastity cage. Start off asking me how chastity in the cage is. And then start raining down the humiliation. Like your high risk humiliation games, except go all out the entire clip. Mock my painful predicament and laugh at my suffering. Laugh at me a lot, flip me off, loser symbol, all that "nice" stuff. All the while relentlessly teasing me. Make it throb against the spikes and show absolutely zero mercy. Humiliate and laugh at me for liking the pain. Make it and put me through hell. Put me in my place at your feet with an agonizing, dripping cock trying to bust out of its spiked prison. I'd absolutely love it, and for maximum teasing, if you did your hair all curly like your painful entrapment clip and wore some patterned fishnet nylons and some sexy high heels. Thank you goddess."

I've had you locked up in that cage for so long. It feels like eternity. The slightest gesture, motion; sends you over the edge when you've been denied for so long. Exactly how I like you. It takes little effort, to make that cock throb & fight it's confinement. The sight of my natural cleavage causes your eyes to lock onto my chest, unable to free yourself. I enjoy using this weapon against you. Causing you further sexual frustration as I slide a slender finger up & down my cleavage. Your heart beat quickens as I bounce my natural perky tits up and down, squeezing them together. You feel your face grow flushed, along with your trapped cock that finds itself in pain from the sight. Though you can't look away. You're helpless.

I'm never going to let you out. The moment I trapped you in that cage, taking those keys into the palms of my hands; your fate was sealed. Your manhood is mine, for eternity. Do you know how aroused and stimulated I am, by the fact that I control your orgasms? That your cock belongs to me? That I stripped you of your manhood. I get so much pleasure in teasing, tormenting you; your cock is never going to see the light of day. You will be trapped in that plastic, or metal, whatever device I desired for you in particular; spending the rest of your days in a cage. I'm going to make sure eternity, is quite painful for you.

I've got a gift for you today slave, a new metal device to lock up that worthless cock. A device far more challenging then the one who've grown accustomed to. From your eye view, it appears to be a standard device, but foolish pet; never judge a book by it''s cover. I make you kneel, and watch in fright, as I turn an ordinary device, into something extraordinary. What once was a standard, metal chastity device, now contains piercing nails after it's transformation, & you feel your pulse quicken and face flush at the sight. Just when you felt as though you were starting to endure the mental & physical challenges that come with chastity, I pull the rug out from underneath you, reminding you that I will always place obstacles before you to break your boundaries, to push your limits. Using my body, seductive words, tone, and manipulative movements, I let you in on what is to be a painful entrapment; one with a purpose far darker & deeper than you could have ever imagined.

In Seal Your Fate Part One I gave you a choice. Either relinquish all your finances to the employer I've been hired by, or become my devoted servant; surrendering everything to me. You've made your choice now, and a wide smile graces over my face as I snap your collar signifying your devotion to me around you neck. But I'm far from through with your new "attire". Clutching a steel chastity device between my fingers, I secure the cage over your cock, snapping the lock shut and dangling the keys held between my fingers in front of your now long, face. You're mine. Entirely. Mine to toy with, mine to control. What better way to begin your new way of life, then for me to test the confines of that cage with something you've been eyeing. What, you didn't think I noticed the way your eyes locked onto my feet help in my leather pumps? Even though you were terrified of the words spilling from my lips, you couldn't help yourself notice the way I dangled my foot in and out. Silly fool you are, for allowing me to know your weakness so soon. I use my wrinkled soles, spread toes, and high arches to tease your arousal that I've stuffed in a cage. I see you growing hard between the bars as you watch my soles cross over one another, your eyes getting the perfect view of every fine detail of each foot.; driving you made as you bite down on your lip from the pain and torment of not being able to please yourself to them. You never will. Your life as you know it, has ended.

I know you want to give it to me. Your freedom. Your manhood. Complete, and utter control of the part of you in which you've been raised to hold dear. You crave being controlled, that you desire discipline. That you need, guidance. I also know you're scared, scared to give it up. The right of pleasure. This isn't for everyone, especially the faint of heart, but I know it's for you. What you truly want for yourself. Maybe in your day to day life you are a man of power, but that ends here and now, as soon as you click play.

My natural tits enchased in latex are the perfect weapon to make your cock squirm in pain as it's locked up in a cage. Dangling your keys in my fingers as I taunt you, reminding you who's in control, who loves putting you through the physical & mental challenges that come with orgasm denial. I want you to try and get hard, because the more aroused you are the more it seems as though your going to burst through it; but can't. Your cock turning purple and blue, desperate to escape it's prison, what a sight. The keys however, will remain tucked in between my cleavage. Perfect fit.

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I have a nice, big, thick present for you. Something I've wanted to give you for a long time now. It's going to fill you up in every hole, stretching you; seeing how deep I can go. I want to give you my big, fat, thick cock that you crave so desperately; but before I give you mine... you're going to give me yours. Consider this an exchange. If you want my cock in those tight little holes of yours, you're going to give me yours first. If you want to be fucked, thrusting in and out of you, you're going to slid this cage on your cock, snap on this lock; and hand over every right to your orgasms. The rights to your pleasures and desire, will become mine. If you want my big, fat cock, I'll only accept if you give me yours. So, you want the privilege of getting docked down? Earn it.

I know you've really been struggling on what to get me for valentine's day, huh babe? I can be a very picky girl. I don't like flowers, I don't enjoy love notes. You've probably thought about jewelry, or maybe a gift certification; but I have an idea. Do you want to know what I really want for Valentine's day? Your Manhood. This year, I want your cock. Now, before your mind goes to getting any; I don't mean I want your cock in the "politically correct sense". I want to own it. I'm your girlfriend, the only one that you fuck; but for some reason I don't feel like it's mine. I feel like the only way to secure that it truly belongs to me, is locking it up in a cage and handing over the key. Don't you want to show your love, your devotion? Well all it takes is you to slip this device on, snap the lock. Your manhood is the best gift you could ever give me, ownership of the most intimate parts of you. You see dear, I don't want a card, or carnation; I want your cock in a cage for Valentine's day.

I know you've really been struggling on what to get me for valentine's day, huh babe? I can be a very picky girl. I don't like flowers, I don't enjoy love notes. You've probably thought about jewelry, or maybe a gift certification; but I have an idea. Do you want to know what I really want for Valentine's day? Your Manhood. This year, I want your cock. Now, before your mind goes to getting any; I don't mean I want your cock in the "politically correct sense". I want to own it. I'm your girlfriend, the only one that you fuck; but for some reason I don't feel like it's mine. I feel like the only way to secure that it truly belongs to me, is locking it up in a cage and handing over the key. Don't you want to show your love, your devotion? Well all it takes is you to slip this device on, snap the lock. Your manhood is the best gift you could ever give me, ownership of the most intimate parts of you. You see dear, I don't want a card, or carnation; I want your cock in a cage for Valentine's day.

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In the final part of this two part series, I use the very key from the lock that will trap your manhood to complete my control over you and your mind. Swaying the key back and forth, I whisper intruding words that enter you, grabbing hold of your former self and reprogramming you with triggers. You, are now a mindless slave to me, a puppet, my whispers pulling the strings. You are to never be set free from my grasp, the key to your freedom in my hands, moving along my body in seductive motions. I, your manipulative key holder now have you by the balls; both in mind and in body.