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It's time to choose, slave, naughty or nice? One of us will chain you to her bed, unlock your chastity and finally let you cum after a long year of teasing and denial, then strap you into a milking machine that will force you to orgasm over and over until your balls are empty and all you can do is spasm dryly. Then you're returned to a much smaller cage lined with spikes, before being made to swallow every last drop of cum that spurts out of you today. By the time it's over you'll be a broken mess and desperately wish you'd chosen the other sister.

The other will chain you to her bed, unlock your chastity and subject you to a long and torturous edging session, getting you so close to that blissful release you can practically taste it only to be ripped away by painful shocks to your tender blue balls, a process repeated all day long by the cruel milking machine you're strapped into until you've long since lost your mind from the frustration. Then you'll be returned to your old cage and left to throb behind the bars, though not before being made to swallow every last drop of precum that leaks out of you today. By the time it's over you'll be a broken mess and desperately wish you'd chosen the other sister.

So, naughty or nice? Or maybe you can't tell which is which anymore...

You can't handle this anymore and want me to let you out of chastity? Go back to being a normal boyfriend with sex and orgasms and everything? I suppose I can do that, if you really want it. But first let's just think it through.

Free of the cage for the first time in years you try and have sex, but all that denial means not only are you extra sensitive down there but your stamina is totally ruined and you can't go for more than a few minutes without cumming. Since you're unable to satisfy me I start looking elsewhere, turning you into a cuckold and eventually just dumping you altogether.

Now you have no Mistress, no girlfriend and no sex life so your only outlet is your hand- jerking off to pictures of girls who wouldn't look twice at you. Despite how you begged to be set free you even start jerking off to chastity porn again, remembering how good it felt to be locked up and frustrated for me. After a while though even that gets boring; the masturbating that felt so good just a few short months ago isn't doing it anymore, and a thought occurs. You miss it, the denial and the torment and the frustration, worshipping me as a Goddess while you get nothing.

A week later we meet for coffee, you apologize for hurting me and putting your own pleasure before mine and ask, beg, plead to be allowed to return to what we had. Without a word, just a smile, I take out your old cage from my purse and place it on the table in front of you alongside a lock, but no key. You disappear into the bathroom and return a few minutes later with your cock safely back away, but find me gone. Your phone chimes to reveal a message from me, explaining that you've just begun your penance and have a long road to travel before I fully accept you as my slave again.

Do you really want to go through all that? Or shall we just cut out the middleman and keep you like this?

After all, sooner all later all boys come crawling back to the cage..

Victoria Justice

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