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- Jan 1970
What began as a lark has become quite serious. I’ve been locked away for four weeks now, and my cock is showing signs of a gentle pins-and-needles sensation constantly. I’m desperate to release my load. I wear the CB6000 with no hope of wiggling free. She went out and bought a safe to hold the keys, keeping just one key inside herself. The other two she tossed down the drain right in front of me at our town center. She insists there will be no end to this confinement, and I believe her. She claims she loves this new version of me, saying the only way I’ll cum again is by thinking too hard about her naked form. Her words ring true: love isn’t just about sex; it’s about lust. My god, I adore this woman and my life in permanent chastity.