“I like letting you get close to me so I can use my wet lips and wicked tongue to make you suffer. See the way I wrap my gum around my finger? Just like I’ve got you wrapped around my pinkie, huh, weakling. Now, watch me gloss my lips. Does that make you tremble? Why don’t you ask me for a kiss? Better yet: beg me…”
“I warned you what would happen if you couldn’t control your sissy spitloads. Now I’m locking you back into chastity. I’m granting you one last worship puddle before you go into the cage. Are you ready to pump it out for Princess? Pull out your little winkie and make it nice and stiff for me…”
“If you worship my beautiful feet I will release you from your chastity cage. But you really need to degrade yourself. I’m going to use my toes to torture your blueballs and twist my feet down your throat. If you can prove to me that you are totally owned by my perfect peds, I’ll dangle your key and let you beg me for a footjob…”
“You thought I was just a smart-ass brat — until I tricked you into the chastity cage. Do you remember how I did it and what I did to you afterward? You went from being Mr. Big Man on Campus to Sydney’s little playtoy. HA HA. You’re still my little puppet, aren’t you. And THIS is how I destroyed you for life….”
“I’m so pleased with your latest shopping devotional to me that I’ve decided to give you a reward. No, silly, I’m not letting you out of chastity. You can wear my panties over your face while I’m with my boyfriend. I won’t be needing them. The frills and feminine scent will help inspire your next visit to my wishlist…”
“Let’s get real. Even if a woman like me went on a mercy date with you, you’d fondle my stockings and blubber in your undies before we even kissed. Admit it: You’re still a virgin and a mama’s boy. Well, loser. I’m feeling merciful. I’ll be your ‘pretend girlfriend’ — if you’re willing to follow my humiliating rules…”
“Men with no self-control disgust me. Look at you in your chastity cage: a flabby, paunchy, pathetic little pansy of a man, slimed in your own drool and precum. Now look at me in my bikini: the definition of feminine perfection. Get on your knees and prepare to hear the unvarnished truth about yourself, imbecile…”
“Your willingness to humiliate yourself at my whim is a source of great amusement to me. How low will you go for Princess? Would you wear a pigsnout, in addition to your pigpen chastity cage? Would you oink like a filthy pig to worship my pretty feet and perfect bottom? Here piggy-piggy…”
“Are you SURE you want out of your chastity cage? Wouldn’t you rather have a big pair of blueballs than a faceful of humiliation? Because, if I release you from your penis prison, I’m gonna send you out of my sorority looking like you just gave blowjobs to the entire football team, Little Miss Fuckyface…”
“Those mean sorority sisters of mine promised to release you from your chastity cage after two weeks — if you did all the humiliating things they demanded of you. Aww. Poor little Mister Frustration. Well now I have the key. Your aching cock, your throbbing blueballs and your destiny belong to me…”
