Turn her into your chastity slave
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You watch her break—trembling, defeated, stripped of pride. You grab the chastity cage and snap it shut over her soaked, useless slit, locking away any trace of pleasure. Her gasp is pathetic. Then comes the collar—tight, final. It clicks into place like a seal on your ownership. She’s nothing now. Just your silenced, mindbroken slave.