Do you truly believe a vacation means freedom for that pitiful thing between your legs? Don't be deluded. Your chastity isn't just a physical restraint; it's a symbol of your inferiority and my dominance. Even here, surrounded by all this beauty, all you can think of is the stifling cage locked firmly around your desperate arousal. And while you might fantasize about release, let me entertain the idea: Perhaps, in a twisted act of "kindness", I might allow you to spill – but only in the most mortifying way possible. Picture this: a crowded beach, the sun glaring, and there you are, climaxin...

Do you truly believe a vacation means freedom for that pitiful thing between your legs? Don't be deluded. Your chastity isn't just a physical restraint; it's a symbol of your inferiority and my dominance. Even here, surrounded by all this beauty, all you can think of is the stifling cage locked firmly around your desperate arousal. And while you might fantasize about release, let me entertain the idea: Perhaps, in a twisted act of "kindness", I might allow you to spill – but only in the most mortifying way possible. Picture this: a crowded beach, the sun glaring, and there you are, climaxing publicly in your cage, all while being fully aware of the disdainful and amused eyes of strangers. That's the vacation memory you'll never forget, isn't it?