I love that little key, dangling from my ankle, glistening in the light. It’s almost like that key on my ankle is mocking you, graciously reminding you of your freedom from chastity. But you and I both know that your freedom wont come anytime soon. I have to say though, I adore owning you, parading you around as my little play thing, my dress up doll, my little fuck toy. HAHA I love owning you. And you love to be owned by me, your goddess. You love to give me everything I want, making my desires come true, all for that one day of blessing that I might bestow upon you that is your freedom. But let’s think about that for a quick bit… While humiliate you, making you lick my dirty heels and massage my feet, I want you to have your mouth open for my spit. It’s so becoming of you to be this submissive to me. So now the question begs, after a year locked up with me, would you want that shiny little key of freedom for a day, or would you rather keep going and going in chastity for me because it amuses me? Depends on how I feel I guess!