This is what you begged for, to be My permanent slave. So I found a use for you, pathetic slave boy. That’s what you are there for – to be useful. you will stay locked away in My closet and make sure all My shoes, boots and heels are kept spotless and polished. And to bring out the best in your servitude, I have locked you in chastity too. There is no turning back now, the only way I might ever consider unlocking your cock is if I am completely satisfied and pleased with your suffering and servitude. When I open the closet doors, I expect to find you and My footwear exactly the way I left you, your rag tongue ready to be used thoroughly. If you are lucky I’ll let you sniff the insides of My worn boots and stocking clad feet. It’s so amusing to see you so weak and objectified below Me, and how easily persuaded you are to sacrifice yet another week of orgasms. My chastity closet slave