I fucking love yoga pants. Ever since I first wore them and saw the power that tight, thin, sometimes see-through, fabric possesses, I've been using that power to My advantage. All I have to do is wear yoga pants, showcasing My perfect legs and ass, and that's all men look at, as if maybe if they look hard enough they'll be able to see through to the flawless body giving the pants their shape. Which of course is how you got here, restrained and locked in chastity on My floor. you were so distracted by My perfection in the yoga pants that you didn't even notice Me reach up and put you out with My hand to bring you here with Me. Pretty amazing, huh? So I bet you're wondering: now what? Well, I'll tell you. Now, you're going to become slave to those yoga pants. See, I don't really like wearing anything else, so every day I'll just be at home, wearing My yoga pants, and, well, you'll do whatever I say, because as long as I'm wearing My yoga pants... you can't help it. Of course you'll be locked in chastity for most of your life from now on, so as to not get distracted by your cock while you serve Me... but if you're a good boy for Me, I'll let you cum when I think you deserve it. And when I do so, I'll use those yoga pants. I'll tie you down, take off your cage, mount you, and grind those sexy, silky yoga pants right over your cock... for about the 3 seconds it will take to induce orgasm... and then I'll lock you back up again. I know, it's starting to sound like a dream come true... which is good for you, because it is true. This is your life now.