The first time she sent it, Jonas thought it was a mistake.
A photo pinged through at 6:29 a.m., just before his alarm.
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She was standing in front of a mirror, panties halfway down her thighs, holding the waistband in place with one finger. Just enough to reveal the faintest shadow of what he was dying to see.
The caption hit a second later:
Not for you, loser.
The cage’s pressure sensor instantly registered the twitch — beep-beep-beep — and the zap followed, sharp enough to make him arch. His phone vibrated with the automated message:
Sensor Violation: +6 Months Added to Sentence.
Five minutes later she sent another: her fingers curled into her panties, pulling the fabric tight against herself so he could see the outline.
Still not yours.
Beep-beep-beep.
Another jolt. Another six months.
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By the end of the week, she’d perfected the routine.
- Monday: A photo of her in bed, covers just low enough to show her bare hip and the lace trim of panties. I woke up wet. Guess who didn’t?
- Tuesday: Her sitting cross-legged in nothing but a shirt, sipping coffee, knees just far enough apart to make him ache. Close your mouth. You’re drooling.
- Wednesday: A mirror selfie with a man’s hands on her waist, her tongue between her teeth. The key was hanging from a chain around her neck. He’s about to get what you never will.
- Thursday: A video — her laughing as she slowly peels off her panties, tossing them at the camera. Sniff the ones you bought me instead.
- Friday: Her lying on her stomach, looking over her shoulder, wearing nothing but socks. Bet that’s uncomfortable in there. Good.
Every single one triggered the alarm. Sometimes twice. She kept count.
By week three, she’d added a scoreboard. She posted it every Sunday night:
Jonas’ Violation Total This Week:
Monday – 3 alarms.
Tuesday – 2 alarms.
Wednesday – 4 alarms.
Thursday – 3 alarms.
Friday – 5 alarms.
Total: +102 months.
Her private comment under the post:
Aim higher, loser. I want to see you hit +200 before summer.
Then came the escalation.
She started using props — the key in her mouth, lingerie he’d bought her draped over other men, her fingers sliding under panties just enough to set off every alarm at once. Sometimes she’d send before and after photos: one in sexy lingerie, the next with it crumpled on the floor while she sat on a man’s lap.
And she got nastier with her captions:
- This is the closest you’ll get to seeing me wet.
- That bulge isn’t for you, it’s for him.
- Moan when it zaps, it makes me laugh.
- Five zaps before breakfast today, champ.
Jonas started waking up earlier just to brace himself — but it didn’t help. The device was merciless, and so was she.
The morning of his birthday, she sent a ten-second video:
Her in the shower, steam curling around her body, water dripping between her thighs. She stepped closer to the camera, reached down, and rubbed slowly while biting her lip.
The caption landed after the zap had already doubled him over:
Happy Birthday, loser. That’s your only present.
By the end of the month, his sentence had nearly tripled. And she wasn’t slowing down.
If anything, she was just getting started.
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