You can’t deny it. It makes you twitch even at just the thought of it. Giving me more and more and more money. It’s dangerous. Lethal to your submissive tendencies. You try to avoid it the best you can but I know exactly what to say that’ll make you sink to your knees. It’s what makes wrap your hand tighter around your aching and leaking cock. You grit your teeth, a nearly spiteful mumble spoken to yourself as you fight all your stupid instincts, all as you say ‘Sent, Pixel’. It has always been mine. It doesn’t matter how much - that is, until I know it hurts. I like when it makes your hear... Show more