
So there he is, my long-distance slave, sweating it out at 24 Hour Fitness. I’ve got him locked in that bright green chastity cage, a constant reminder of who’s in charge. It’s a fucking sight, seeing him change in the locker room, knowing everyone can see that cage peeking out. I love the way his face flushes, the mix of embarrassment and arousal. He thinks he’s hiding, but I know better. I’ve got eyes everywhere, and soon, I’ll have pics to share. Anyone in Denver wants to join in the fun, they know where to find me. LexiKirkland@gmail.com. Let’s see how far we can push him.
His Embarrassment is My Delight
The best part? He thinks he’s suffering alone. Wrong. Every time he steps on that treadmill, every rep he does, he’s doing it for me. His humiliation is my pleasure, and I’m not shy about sharing it. I’ve got plans for him, big plans. Maybe a little public display, a taste of what it means to truly belong to me. He’ll learn, one way or another. And if anyone wants to help, well, I’m always open to suggestions. Snotty_twatson@gmail.com. Let’s make this a night he’ll never forget.







