Oliver barely slept. He had gotten himself off again before locking his chastity back on and there was a part of him that had hoped it would leave him with the clarity to get out of his stepsister's control while he could. The idea of missing out on the fantasies that had been rolling around in his head for years inevitably made his decision for him, though.

Now here he was. Lying awake at 5:30 in the morning as his cock tried desperately to get hard and there was nothing he could do about it. He had given her full control. It felt like an easy decision at the time...