@greeny1969 Asked:

Prayers for your salvation were a merciful touch. But we know it’s too late for you.

Do you ever feel sorry for your boyfriends like Jeff when they succumb to the cage? Or do you feel annoyed that they didn't heed your warnings about what will happen if they let you put a cage on them?

Hee hee. I never feel sorry for anyone I lock in chastity. I’m offering them the adventure of a lifetime and a path to continuous sexual pleasure through denial. I don’t feel sorry for people who thank me over and over for what I do to them.

I do feel a measure of annoyance when someone I wanted to be a boyfriend and possibly even a husband someday ends up a chastity boy. (With Jeff I don’t feel like it was too much of a loss, but I have with others.) I accept some responsibility for perhaps not warning them or educating them properly, yet educating boys about chastity tends to just suck them in faster. Such a dilemma. 🤔

need him on his knees with my strap in his mouth, big hands clutching my thighs for support, looking up at me with teary eyes as he gags

whiny around the plastic in his mouth, i can't tell if he's begging for me to slow down or fuck him harder... but it doesn't really matter what he wants right now

I just find it exhilarating, forcing that metal cage down onto his stiff cock, crushing it down until it fits, and: *CLICK* The worse he takes it, the longer I need him in there.

That moment of panic when her friend told her: “don’t worry if you can’t get out by yourself, I’ll will untie you at the end of the day “.

And she thought it would be easy to escape and didn’t know she could end up being tied up all day 😂

Usually she ties the slave to the post when she wants to use the bullwhip on him in the courtyard. Occasionally though she hoods him to protect his ears and eyes, locks his wrist cuffs to his collar and hobbles him with an 18 inch chain between his ankle cuffs. She then tells he him he is allowed to move about as he likes to try to avoid the lash. She enjoys watching his futile attempts to evade Her in the small courtyard, his fear as she stalks him and the sound of the lash on his flesh and his scream. Before long he will obediently circle the courtyard in the direction She commands like a horse on a lunge as She whips his ass, back and thighs until She is satisfied.