Trance music in the background, my perfume and presence and you, a boy with a chastity thing in front of me.

What if I decided, since you were a repeat boy and I enjoyed you, not to let you out of chastity and that your fantasy was about to be reality? I pull out a numbered tab lock. And give you directions. No jerking off in the car on the way home from a session, for you. No, you'll be chaste as long as I like. It's not a game anymore.