"My Keyholder texts me in the middle of my workday, requiring me to send her proof that the cage is still on. Of course it is! She has the only key. But she knows that reminding me of her control in the middle of the day will make the rest of the day pure torment, especially when she answers with a picture of the keys nestled safely on a necklace between her breasts."
"But before the cage you dressed so conservatively - sweatpants and loose t-shirts. NOW you decide to "experiment with fashion"? You're killing me, y'know. What do you mean, 'that's the point'? God I can't wait for the weekend and our agreed release...."