#804 Chastity Caption
Caption 1
visual stimulation
I can't believe you came in your pathetic cock cage with only visual stimulation.
It seems that my training to make you cum hands free is finally paying off!
Caption 2
Wedding
Are you happy with our wedding?
Now that the wedding ceremony has reached its most important part, it's time for you to get some rest.
Bring your pinky penis closer so I can get a good look at your pathetic balls, which must have saved a lot of nut in the month of wedding planning.
Tonight is a reward for releasing your useless beta sperm, Of course, you don't think you can cum inside me.
But, you know, you have to find a way to orgasm in your tiny chastity cage.
You see that? This and the Big Black Cock are the stars of the night, and your job tonight is to ensure that my uterus is successfully seeded by my Black Master.
And this is your future daily work! Get used to it!
Caption 3
"Normal"
After a while wearing your cage becomes perfectly normal for a beta like you, andthat is when you'll begin to struggle with anxiety and even get performance issues whenever you are released. Even before l locked you away you would cum way too soon sweetie, now you dribble out in just couple of strokes. Honestly l think it's better if l just keep it locked, and you'll eventually forget that you have a cock at all. lt's just better this way subby, trust me, you'll learn to love your new normal.
Caption 4
One Year Locked
That night, he took the deep purple Holy Trainer V5 out of its packaging.
The resin shell felt faintly cool to the touch. The base ring, shield, and locking mechanism were all there. He slipped the base ring on first, then carefully pushed the shield into place, until the lock clicked shut with a soft click. The fit was perfect—tight enough to make any real erection impossible, yet not painful enough to be unbearable. When he reached down, all his fingers found was the smooth purple shell.
She sat on the edge of the bed watching him finish. There was curiosity in her eyes, and something else—amusement. After it was locked, she didn’t touch him right away. She only reached out and lightly pinched one of his nipples, as if confirming something.
Later, she brought the purple cage to her lips. Her tongue slowly circled the lock and the shield, leaving a trail of clear saliva that dripped down the surface. She closed her eyes, her breathing growing uneven, long hair falling around her face, as if she were savoring a toy that belonged only to her. He could only kneel there, watching his locked desire being played with by her mouth.
That night she pushed him to the edge of breaking, but never once let him come.
One year later.
The cage was still the same purple Holy Trainer V5, only now the thing inside it had fully adapted to being compressed. It rested soft and small within the shield, almost without presence.
She stepped on him in black high heels, the thin heel deliberately rolling beside the cage without ever fully pressing down. Sometimes she would remove her shoe and use her bare toes to toy with the locked soft flesh, watching it twitch helplessly inside the cage. More often, she would simply pinch the entire cage between two fingers, treating it like an insignificant little object, and rub it lightly against herself, a faint smile on her lips.
Occasionally she would look in the mirror, touch her own lips with a fingertip, and the curiosity that once lived in her eyes had long since been replaced by a calm, almost cold sense of ownership.
He had grown used to kneeling at her feet.
Used to the key always being in her possession.
Used to the purple Holy Trainer V5 becoming part of his body—and a plaything she could handle, step on, or ignore at will.
Sometimes she would glance down at him and say, very softly:
“Do you still remember what it used to look like?”
He remembered.
But he knew even more clearly— once this cage locked around him, some things could never come back.
