It's over now. Stroke. You're mine. I mean you are here for the next part of my training series, aren't you? Stroking and weak. There's no going back now. You're under my control. There's no more resisting. The harder you try to resist, you realize, it's over. You're mine. Does the thought of losing the ability to think just drive you kinda crazy? Does the idea of having no chance of forming your own thoughts because of how weak you are, get under your skin? Doesn't it feel good to be under my control? To be fully locked in? I know it does. That's why I brought you he...
Skylar Locke!
It's over now. Stroke. You're mine. I mean you are here for the next part of my training series, aren't you? Stroking and weak. There's no going back now. You're under my control. There's no more resisting. The harder you try to resist, you realize, it's over. You're mine. Does the thought of losing the ability to think just drive you kinda crazy? Does the idea of having no chance of forming your own thoughts because of how weak you are, get under your skin? Doesn't it feel good to be under my control? To be fully locked in? I know it does. That's why I brought you here, for the next part of my training, where you pretty much sign your life away to me.
There's no way for you to change it now. You're stuck. Perpetually trapped. Gooning. Under my control. Say it, 'I am under your control.' It feels good doesn't it? Doesn't it feel so good? To be locked in. Lost and found at the same time. Controlled. The bliss that you feel is well deserved for following my orders. Well I can't blame you for that, can I? When you're in this state, certain distractions just seem so right to focus on, don't they? Like me. The one cute little distraction that brought you here, where you belong. Under my control. Goon for me while you keep admitting to yourself how stuck you are. Sit with that fate, having no ability to think.
You're trapped, mindless and incapable of making any choices. Mirror me, stroke with me, follow my commands. Show me how under my control you are. Pumping and pumping and pumping. It feels so good, doesn't it? It feels so good to be locked in and lost. That's why I wanna watch you stroke for me. Because I know it feels so good. The bliss that you feel right now is undeniable. Sometimes I'm going to make you stroke it slowly and sometimes really fast. There's lots of ways to deal with your weakness. Lots and lots of men don't have anywhere for their weakness to go. It takes a special weak boy to bring it where it belongs.
Do you feel like your weakness needs a place to belong? Do you feel like stroking is the destination? Goon harder for me. Go deeper. Show me how under control you are. It feels so good to be locked in. To be lost. To be controlled. Focus on me, the only distraction you need. You are under my control. Keep admitting to yourself how stuck you are. You have no ability to think anymore. You're trapped and mindless and incapable of making any decisions. And that puts you in a state of gooning bliss.
Sometimes I feel like my dominance doesn't have a counterpart. It gets lonely not knowing where to bring all that fragile energy you have. I know. I know you're looking for a place to bring your weak, submissive mind. I'm just telling you to look no further. If you've been painstakingly waiting, hoping, and imagining what it could be like, to have your weakness really treated exactly how it should. You found the right place. You found the right match. But that's only if you really feel weak. You know it, you're stuck. Trapped. Gooning. Your only job is to follow my commands. That's your life now, under my control. I love controlled submissive boys. I know it feels good.
