You come into my room, I'm just laying on my bed looking at stuff on Amazon. You ask if you can come in and talk to me about something. I reply warmly, sure!

You know you can talk to me about anything.

You start to tell me that you've been conflicted and confused lately, you're really struggling with your sexuality and you're pretty sure you're gay.

Why you felt the need to dump this on me, I do not know. My reaction is not what you'd hoped.

I tell you that I can't stand you. That ever since the day I first met you, I have been looking for some dirt, some...

You come into my room, I'm just laying on my bed looking at stuff on Amazon. You ask if you can come in and talk to me about something. I reply warmly, sure!

You know you can talk to me about anything.

You start to tell me that you've been conflicted and confused lately, you're really struggling with your sexuality and you're pretty sure you're gay.

Why you felt the need to dump this on me, I do not know. My reaction is not what you'd hoped.

I tell you that I can't stand you. That ever since the day I first met you, I have been looking for some dirt, some thing from your past or some shameful secret to use against you. It must be my lucky day because you just walked right in and handed it to me.

I've always wanted you gone. Little loser, still living at home. I've wanted you gone for so long but perhaps there is something better... you being my little faggot slave, doing whatever I say because if you don't I will tell your secret. Hmmm he wouldn't like that would he? Knowing his first born sucks cock.

You'll do anything to keep me from telling! Prove it.

Get down on your knees and suck the sweat from my pantyhose encased soles. Don't like it? Just imagine they are sweaty balls, I'm sure it tastes the same. You'll also be sniffing my hot sweaty pantyhose ass.

I will control you, command you, and you'll do what I say, when I say, how I say. I own you, faggot!