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 Fucking 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 mindfuck home truths about chastity slipped in right before I leave you, desperate and throbbing in that cage for another 7 days...
Why don't you be a deer and take my necklace and then unlock yourself for me, hmm? I'm just going to keep gripping the arms of your chair here like this and roll my shoulders around a little and sway my hips a bit just to make these tits you're staring down at more enticing. Uh-huh, that's right, that means you stay seated.
I want to watch you wiggle out of those pants just as you are. You can do it.