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After going out for drinks with a potential new slave who left me wet and aching, I summoned my boy for some late-night play to take out my frustration and torment him by reminding him that while he gets Me, he still has to share. More than that, he can suck the red thong I wore while I was out while I shove them down his throat and grip his throat till he wilts. I stroke, slap, and edge him until his whole body is so electric that even a full working still feels like a mere tip-tease. And then I spit on his dick because it's nasty, and he hates to love it, and because it feels just. like. ...
After going out for drinks with a potential new slave who left me wet and aching, I summoned my boy for some late-night play to take out my frustration and torment him by reminding him that while he gets Me, he still has to share. More than that, he can suck the red thong I wore while I was out while I shove them down his throat and grip his throat till he wilts. I stroke, slap, and edge him until his whole body is so electric that even a full working still feels like a mere tip-tease. And then I spit on his dick because it's nasty, and he hates to love it, and because it feels just. like. ...
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