One last cum before I lock you up for eternity. You can see the little key - your release - right next to the object of your desire - my feet. And yet, when I tell you that this will be your last orgasm, you don t shy away. On the contrary, you get more and more excites about being owned by me forever. Your last trace of manhood will be a simple stain in my shoe and on my nylon feet. I will cru.sh and wear away all memories of your DNA from before you became my object.