You have a week left of Locktober, so I thought I'd step in to sweetly encourage you to keep going, to stay locked for your Mistress, to see this challenge through to the end. But I'm London F*cking Lix...so...things might have taken a turn and this might end up just making things HARDER for you. What started out as gentle encouragement and praise might have been tainted by my mental sadist streak, by humiliation, giggly bratty teasing, and a few lines of audio mindf*ck home truths about chastity slipped in right before I leave you, desperate and throbbing in that cage for another 7 days...
You are at my mercy and chastity is really just an extension of bondage in this way. Your dick may be locked but that kind of means that I can do anything with your mind. I can do anything with your soul.
I can do anything with your frustration, your anticipation, your arousal because there's nowhere else for it to go. It just has to stew and suffer and marinate.