You are so horny for my stocking legs and feet that I’ve finally locked you up in chastity so that you may worship with all your attention on my feet and legs, my stockings and my commands. You’re powerless to do anything about it, just my little toy that I put to work kissing, caressing, worshiping my stockings from welt to toe, in and out of my exquisite high heels. You surrender completely to my control over you, it feels so natural to not have to think, to just obey, to not be distracted by that pesky throbbing as you’re thwarted by your cage. I wonder if Goddess can make you cum without ever letting you out of your cage, without a single stroke …
