“Just a bit of hormones,” he explains, his voice steady and reassuring. He continues to thrust into me, his hips slapping against my ass with each forceful motion. what did you do to me?” I ask. He then unlocks the chastity belt around my waist, and I gasp as the cool air hits my overheated skin. We didn’t do it every day anymore. All designed to enhance your responsiveness and prepare you for the roles I have in mind. “Please, master,” I whisper, my voice trembling with desire. “Your body is adapting beautifully,” he continues, his tone reassuring yet laced with an undercurrent of control. “You’re doing so well,” he whispers, his voice low and seductive. both the ones above and ones below… As the days pass, I notice more changes in my body. “Now you are going to be my perfect. I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my moans growing louder.
