Published: October 6, 2025 at 6:46:11 PM
He stands there locked.
His cock caged, useless.
While I write across his skin the words he deserves: slut, toy, useless, mine.
Each stroke of the marker is a reminder of his reality — denial, control, humiliation.
This is Locktober:
No release.
No escape.
No dignity.
Only my words on your body and my key in my hand.
🔒 How many of you are ready to be marked and denied like this?