Hi there. No, don't try to put your pants on. I know all about your chastity cage and how your wife makes you stay nude whenever you're at home so she can toy with it whenever she wants. She told me how much fun it is to walk by and flick it or give those balls a squeeze or a smack. She told me that she binge-watched an entire season of her favorite show the other day, with no panties on, and made you lay back with your legs spread in front of her and just stare at her perfect pussy, while she rubbed her feet all over your caged cock and tiny balls for hours. She said she had never seen the...

Hi there. No, don't try to put your pants on. I know all about your chastity cage and how your wife makes you stay nude whenever you're at home so she can toy with it whenever she wants. She told me how much fun it is to walk by and flick it or give those balls a squeeze or a smack. She told me that she binge-watched an entire season of her favorite show the other day, with no panties on, and made you lay back with your legs spread in front of her and just stare at her perfect pussy, while she rubbed her feet all over your caged cock and tiny balls for hours. She said she had never seen the shade of blue that your balls turned. My favorite part is that she made you lick up every drop of pre-cum off her foot that leaked out of your pathetically tiny caged cock. Your wife said that you cried yourself to rest that night. She said your sobs made her so wet that she quietly flicked her clit lying next to you and brought herself to at least three orgasms. She said you were still crying when she dozed off. I'm here to tell you that all of your sufferings are because of me. Well, it's your actions towards me that caused all this actually. Remember two months ago at that party when you got all silly and cornered me where no one could see? You grabbed my tit and tried to kiss me. So I smashed your balls with my knee and left you curled up in pain on the floor. Yeah, I told your wife about that. She wanted to divorce you. I told her no....that was far to good for a pathetic bitch like you. I told her about a guy I dated and how much fun we had playing tease and denial and chastity games. He and I mutually enjoyed it, the self-restraint, the self-control it takes to deny, not only the other person, but yourself as well. The problem for him was that I started to enjoy it more than him. He was supposed to be let out of his cage for weekly release. I ruined every one of his orgasms for six months straight. When he came to me crying one day saying he couldn't take it anymore, I called him a pussy and told him that we were through. Then I took his chastity key and flushed it down the toilet in front of him. I wonder if he's still locked up.... Anyway, she wanted me to come here to allow you out of your cage. Don't get too happy. I'm here to ruin your orgasm, not give you one. If you don't ruin it, if you cum, she will send pictures of your tiny caged cock and blue balls to everyone you know. So the choice is yours: ruin your own orgasm or be completely humiliated. Let's see what you decide.