You don’t own your cock — I do. And I want to use it for my entertainment. So take that hard, throbbing dick in your hand, stroke it slow, stroke it hard — not for yourself, but for me. For the show. I want to see you surrender to the need, to the ache, to the ruin I’ve so sweetly prepared for you. You won’t last, and I don’t want you to. Your only purpose is to fall apart while admiring my perfect body, my full topless tits, the image that breaks you. Every inch of you belongs to me. Your cum? Mine. Your pleasure? Mine to give and mine to take. And when you're a trembling, spent mess — mind blank, body shaking — you'll know your place. Sweet sweet ruin awaits.
