‘This cock is yours, Princess, and it only cums when you want it to, IF you want it to. I promise.’
This one hits pretty close to home for me. When my wife installed monitoring cameras in the house, she didn’t tell me about them at first. That’s how she caught me trying on her things and masturbating with her sweaters. Then she sat me down for a talk, explained that she knew everything and that things were going to be different from then on- she’d be watching me, checking the recordings and administering punishment if I didn’t adhere to her new rules. I was so ashamed and humiliated that of course I agreed to her terms, and now she’s much happier knowing her control over me is secure. It was hard for me at first, but I’ve come to appreciate her confident leadership, her strength and her firmness with me. Being a weak beta, it’s what I really need, and being an alpha woman, it’s just how things ought to be. For the first time, we both feel right in our relationship, in each of our proper roles. It may not be for everyone, but for us, FLR is heaven.
If I called Bibi and told her I had just finished repairing the damage from her last visit - shampooing muddy bootprints out of the white carpet, replacing things she had broken, buying replacements for anything I couldn't get the stains out of like my pillowcase - how would she respond?
I think most betas don't have to be locked up in such a cage to have my asshole licked. Is it not so?
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