If you know Me, you know that I get off on denial. I love denying and tormenting My objects...making them crave what they can't have. I decide what they deserve since it's all apart of their training to be better for Me. This rubber object is remarkably weak by just a mere touch. I have it muzzled and you can see how it convulses every time I get closer to it. I'm its fate. I'm everything while its nothing. I kiss its muzzled face and explain that I sexualize the object that it is, that I'm even more perverted than it. My lipstick gets all messed up from making out with the muzzle while I d... Show more