Locktober is here, and for me, it’s more than just a month—it’s a way of life. In Eternal Locktober, chastity isn’t limited to just 31 days. In my world, it’s a year-round commitment to control, denial, and submission. Every click of the lock, every desperate glance, reminds him that his pleasure is mine to command, whenever I choose—or not at all. For him, the teasing never ends. For me, it’s pure bliss. Welcome to Locktober, where the key stays hidden, and the game never stops.