You're trapped - and that's exactly what makes you so incredibly ridiculous. Your little, useless cage is tight, you feel every movement, every pressure, every twitch... and yet you're not allowed to. I let you do exactly what torments you the most: wanking without wanking. Over the cage, slowly, desperately, helplessly. Every instruction I give you drives you deeper into madness, while you feel that you'll never cum properly again. I watch you suffer and savour every second of it. Locktober is not a month of temptation - it's a month of torture. And I am the reason why you love it.