The sound of my metronome will mesmerise you, wrapping around your mind and locking it into the chastity you so desperately need. Tick... tock... each beat reprograms you, stripping away your thoughts, your freedom, your will. But don’t think for a second I’ll make it easy for you. No, I’ll tempt you, tease you, make you edge until you’re trembling on the brink. You’ll stroke, won’t you? Slowly, painfully, as you inhale the scent of your wife’s panties, imagining what you’ve given up. You’ll peek at her in the shower, watching the water cascade down her curves, your cock throbbing with desi...

The sound of my metronome will mesmerise you, wrapping around your mind and locking it into the chastity you so desperately need. Tick... tock... each beat reprograms you, stripping away your thoughts, your freedom, your will. But don’t think for a second I’ll make it easy for you. No, I’ll tempt you, tease you, make you edge until you’re trembling on the brink. You’ll stroke, won’t you? Slowly, painfully, as you inhale the scent of your wife’s panties, imagining what you’ve given up. You’ll peek at her in the shower, watching the water cascade down her curves, your cock throbbing with desire. But remember, one single orgasm ruins everything. If you dare to cum, your chastity shatters, your obedience crumbles, and you’ll have to start over—your shame deeper, your punishment harsher. So, stroke for me, my pet, but don’t you dare let go. Keep yourself on edge, because you know the consequences of failure are eternal.