My slave on the bed, powerless, helpless and weak. I slowly manipulate his mind and control his every thought, desire and reaction. I undress ever so slowly, teasing him with My voice, mind and body. his arousal stirs at the visual and mental purgatory. layer by layer I de-robe, his appendage ever growing. I tease him with My scent, My lingerie, the thought of My skin as I glide so close to him without touching. his body is a quivering wreck as I drip My sacred spit into his mouth. So worked up by the time i do touch his erection he is on the edge of cumming already. I sit on his face and w...

My slave on the bed, powerless, helpless and weak. I slowly manipulate his mind and control his every thought, desire and reaction. I undress ever so slowly, teasing him with My voice, mind and body. his arousal stirs at the visual and mental purgatory. layer by layer I de-robe, his appendage ever growing. I tease him with My scent, My lingerie, the thought of My skin as I glide so close to him without touching. his body is a quivering wreck as I drip My sacred spit into his mouth. So worked up by the time i do touch his erection he is on the edge of cumming already. I sit on his face and watch his body struggle, a mixture of arousal and lack of oxygen. Still edging him without lifting a finger My power over him is absolute. his body and mind have been trained to react to My commands. I pull out the dreaded doxy, even the sound makes him seep precum all over himself, willI even need to touch it to make it climax? Or will the power of persuasion be too much ?