How about I also bring home another woman?

Her eyes widened in mock confusion. She tilted her head, feigning innocence, and her lips curved into a smile that held a thousand secrets.

“Another woman?” she echoed, her voice a delicate melody. “Oh, my love, I thought we agreed—you’re the observer tonight. Your role is to witness the flames I ignite, not to add fuel to the fire.”

Her fingers brushed against yours, a fleeting touch that left you craving more. “Let’s keep it simple,” she murmured, her gaze unwavering. “You watch, and I’ll dance. No distractions, no complications. To make sure you won't get any ideas, I have brought a little toy along” Before you could even react, she had already skillfully unzipped your pants and locked your unsuspecting manhood in a tight little metallic chastity cage.

And just like that, the door closed on any further discussion. The girlfriend had spoken, her allure intact, her boundaries firm. You were left with **** but to surrender—to be the silent witness to a night that would burn bright and fade into memory, leaving you with nothing but the taste of salt and desire on your lips and a cold tightness in your pants.