When you’re locked, you find yourself completely at my mercy. So desperate, so weak, you hang on my every word, and jump at my command. Denial and destruction is so delicious when you pair them together. It’s addicting. I’m so going to enjoy breaking your brain and teasing you till you’re begging to be let out. Feel the mounting frustration told a hold of you. The desperation to please grip your mind. Body buzzing with desire. With your keys around my neck, you feel yourself becoming weak and malleable. Because you can’t stroke anymore, you have to focus on my pleasure. And you wouldn’t hav...

When you’re locked, you find yourself completely at my mercy. So desperate, so weak, you hang on my every word, and jump at my command. Denial and destruction is so delicious when you pair them together. It’s addicting. I’m so going to enjoy breaking your brain and teasing you till you’re begging to be let out. Feel the mounting frustration told a hold of you. The desperation to please grip your mind. Body buzzing with desire. With your keys around my neck, you feel yourself becoming weak and malleable. Because you can’t stroke anymore, you have to focus on my pleasure. And you wouldn’t have it any other way! It hurts so good. To spend, to worship, to not be allowed pleasure of your own. You have to obey me, ache to be used by me. With your keys in my hands, you’ll do whatever I say!! Being denied is a gift, being destroyed is privilege. Pleasing Goddess above all else while you stay caged and locked? Utter bliss.