Now, where do you think you're going? Oh, you're going to a party? Nice try. I checked your phone earlier and someone's going on a date. So, don't try to lie to me. I know you're going on a date. Sit down. We need to talk. Let's talk. I thought we had a deal. I thought that the deal was as long as you focused on your education, then you could go on as many dates as you want, but as long as I get to milk your cock before you leave. You planned this date that you didn't tell tell me about, so it's obvious that you're trying to fuck her. If it's sex you wanted, then you could've just asked me. I would've gladly taken your virginity. I don't want you throwing away your education and, most importantly, your future for some whore. It looks like I can't trust you, so the deal is off. I don't want to argue, okay? Okay. Let's make a deal. How about if I can't make you cum in under ten minutes, then you can go on as many dates as you want and you can do whatever you want. If I CAN make you cum in under ten minutes, then you've proven you're mommy's little pervert and I get to lock you in chastity for the new few years. You'll have to beg me if you want to cum. I'll keep the key, too, so I'll know that you won't be cumming for anyone else. How does that sound?