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I understand how much My chattel sit loves gloves, exceptionally long leather ones. Today is centered on My leather opera gloves and the coveted opportunity for My boy to worship them. his dick shall remain securely locked in its tiny metal chastity, while My buttery soft gloves cover his mouth and nose, smothering him. sit is so entranced and mesmerized by My gloves that he's nothing but moldable putty in My hands. Totally under My control, he is just a well-trained object that I own. With a leather glove parting his lips, probing deep down his throat, My boy is utterly weak and absolutely obedient to My desires. he's just another male in My harem. One that I've stripped of his ego by using his addiction for leather gloves as a lever to crush his will.