Right. Chastity week's over — and nothing's changed. For you, anyway. Everyone else got a lovely little video where they got to take it out at the end and stroke and make a mess. You didn't. You don't even get to touch yours. While they were all counting down and having their fun, you were just... there. Locked, dripping, no ending. Which honestly is funnier. And while you sit there feeling sorry for yourself, you're going to suck cock for me like the little whore you are. 

Imagine me standing over you with all my friends, laughing, sliding my lover's massive dick down your throat. Then repeat after me: Pussy is God and not for you. You've never seen it. You'll keep not seeing it. And you'd still flinch if it was put in front of you. Say them until they stick. Then carry on, the cage stays on. Everyone else gets a finish. You just get another week. And another one after that. And another one after that. Forever. 

Isn't that nice.