A New Low

Your face turns bright red as you contemplate the situation.

"How can I trust that you'll hold up your end of the bargain" you ask.

Jenny looks offended, almost hurt by the question.

"Why, of course, I'm a woman of my word" she says, as if it's the most obvious answer.

"Fine. I'll do it" you say, finally agreeing to her terms.

"Ohhh this is gonna be great!" She exclaims, smiling from ear to ear.

"First things first, from now on, you'll call me Mistress. Understand?"

You nod your head.

"Say it" she demands.

"Yes Mistress" you say.

"And when you address me, you'll always refer to yourself as 'beta bitch' or 'little slut'"

Why was Jenny being so cruel to you? You've never seen her like this. Did Mike do this to her?

"Yes Mistress." You repeat.

"Good girl" she says, patting your head.

How demeaning.

"Now, why don't we get this back on?" Jenny asks, holding up the tiny chastity cage.

Your eyes go wide as the realization that your freedom has come to an end, once again.

"M-mistress" you beg, trying to plead for mercy.

"Now now, I think you actually want this" she says, holding the cage closer to your little dick,

"In fact, I think you should be begging me to lock it on"

You look up, her blue eyes burning into yours.

"Please... put it on me" you plead, your face burning red with embarrassment.

"That's not good enough, little slut. Say it like you mean it." She commands, the smile still plastered on her face.

"P-please mistress, lock my little beta dick away"

"and tell me -why- it should be locked away"

"B-because I'm a beta bitch?" you reply.

"Annnnd?" she teases.

You search you mind for what possible answer she would want.

Then it clicks.

"Because... Beta bitches should be pussy-free?..."

"That's right!" She says, as she leans forward, pressing the lock in place.

The familiar click sends a shiver down your spine.

You watch her lock it in place.

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