Once a week I will tie you down to the bed, unlock your cage, and edge you over and over before eventually re-locking you without relief. This will prove that you remain capable of an erection, and the only thing stopping it is me. Quite ironic considering I provide you with the greatest desire to achieve one. These edging sessions will help keep your balls full and your pent up desperation high, making you more controllable and pliable to my will. Your brain will turn to mush. All you will be able to think of is pleasing, serving, and worshipping me. You will always by putty in my hand. Now let’s make our way to the bedroom darling.
Anything to get out of the friend zone!
Emily seemed so sweet... so innocent... so demure...
How could he have possibly known by evening's end this gentle girl would have him softly sobbing, his aching need for sexual release more desperate than he ever could have imagined?
I agree.
men were made to be obedient little toys. they just look so pretty with tear and sweat stained faces, just begging to be a good boy.
how does it feel to know youre pathetic enough to do anything just to hear me say youre being a good boy?
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