No but we can look into a different one.

(Lilliane's POV)

I had found a weird set of keys on Tim's floor yesterday, but he was not home. I will go back today. My parents, friends, and more were all insistent on my cutting him off. I, however, decided to keep up appearances for the next week at least. Who knows what kind of **** he will **** upon me? I left before he would do his normal rounds to arrive at his place, no police in sight. Are they even investigating him? I ring the doorbell. I see a person step up to the door. No response, as if he didn't want to engage with me. I take out my keys, one of the privileges of being his favourite whore. "Hi Tim, it's me. How are you?" I see him with his pants off, fiddling with a chastity cage, frustrated. The weird keys, leverage! He wants them. I have them; let's see what I can get out of him for now.

"Lilly, not now, I am in big trouble. I am on probation, so I can't be seen by the cops with you. I also need to find the damm keys of this thing." He told me. More leverage! I hold them up. He responds: "Good slut, now hand them over so I can take this off permanently."

"Do you think I will let you get out of this dumb situation you created for yourself. No, I won't. I will leave to talk to you later." I say, smiling ear to ear with a small chuckle.

"No, no, please, anything, even for a few minutes, it is fine. Please allow 5 minutes to shower and dry off."

"Anything? Just 5 minutes?" I question turning in place.

"Yes, anything! I will lick your pussy, ass, whatever you want, as long as I can be out of this cage for a bit to clean myself."

"Put handcuffs on behind your back first, naked maybe, then I will believe you." He rushed up the stairs as I stepped closer. Soon, he came back with handcuffs around his wrists behind his back, naked. "Let me check to make sure first," I say as I approach him. I click them slightly further to the point where he can hardly move his hands. "They seem good now, lick me. If you can make me cum I will let you take your shower like this." I said in a commanding voice.

He begins to lick, unaccustomed to this submissive behaviour, fumbling as he has never done it before. I **** him to open his phone. I open the app and push the button to request me to be a deferred quest giver. The only other person in this menu I know is Madelon, who was Tim's next target but escaped due to me. Maybe I need to use my referral on someone I want to give me quests? A thing to note, whoever is the QuestMaster classifies Tim as a Bimbo, or would that mean they want him to be a Bimbo?

He was still fumbling around my labia, not knowing where to go. "Okay, let me give you some direction that is a good beginning, but not where you should be focusing, slut." I say, pulling him back, placing his tongue where I want it. "Just keep that tongue out and sit there being pretty. Let me control your head like you used to do to all your other sexual contacts during oral sex." I started to grind on his face. Using his tongue, as if it were a finger rubbing my clit. It takes a while, and by the time he is covered in my juices. Out of breath, I say, "I had to put in the work to get off. But I got off. Slut, you don't get 5 minutes, you get 2 to clean your dicklet. You can wash yourself with it off."

I guide him to the bathroom, set a timer for 2 minutes, unlock his dick, and turn on the tap on the coldest possible water, genuinely frigid. I start to wash him in this state. His hair sprawling everywhere, he used to complain about us having that all the fucking time. I will pay him back for it when I can. I might dislike it, but for him, this is **** directly in the stream of the frigid water. I finish washing his dick and hair, and time is up. I turn off the water, towel him off and let him dry for a moment in that state.

Meanwhile, I go down to look in his freezer, where I find an icepack, a useful tool if you want a dick to remain small. I go back up to him, still standing in the bathroom. I press the icepack against his loins only to receive a yelp of pain. Pull the pack off and place back the cage that had locked his dick since I don't know when. "You have my number in case you want to ask to be unlocked again. Don't count on getting out as easily as today, okay?" I say walking to the exit him still in handcuffs. Calculated he can't get out without my help, he can't harm me.

He runs after me. "If you are leaving, unlock the damm handcuffs, please?"

"Sure, at the door, me outside, you inside." Fear in his eyes again, and he follows like a good little puppy. As I go to open the door, he turns around and hands me the handcuff keys. I unlock the handcuffs. "Now be a good Bimbo and learn how to behave like one." I leave, and it seems I have not received the ability to write a quest for him yet.