The submissive slave has been exceptionally well-behaved and obedient recently, prompting me to reward his devotion by confining his manhood within a chastity device. The device bears a tag with the inscription, “Hands off! This prisoner belongs to Zephianna.” I place the key to the device on my ankle bracelet, instructing the slave to keep it gleaming with his tongue. This act signifies the dynamic of our Goddess-slave relationship and underscores my absolute power and authority. The slave is now officially my property, subjected to relentless teasing and humiliation while I flaunt my irresistible, stunning physique and indulge in my carefree life. The control over another human being is an overwhelming aphrodisiac, and I command the slave to lavishly pleasure my wet, sweet pussy until I reach a climactic orgasm all over his powerless, defeated face. I have yet to decide when, if ever, I will release him from his confinement. This situation promises to be an unending source of amusement and delight (for me).