Aren’t you excited to see me? I know you are. We have fond memories together, you and I. You hold onto these memories almost as tightly as you hold your cock when you jerk off. Do you remember when I put you in chastity? I know you’re still wearing that cage. You just can’t seem to part with it. This happens often with my boys. Every personal interaction is burned into their minds, forever exciting them. You’re like that, you know. You’re forever reminded of me and of your place in this world, cock locked, at my feet.