My mind is racing with everything I want for him in 2020. What better way to ensure he's open to My suggestions than by wearing what I know will make him weak: long black rubber gloves and an irresistible, skin-tight latex minidress with nothing underneath. The more he craves Me, the more satisfyingly soul-crushing it is to tell him no -- not now, not tonight, not tomorrow, not ever again, as long as you're Mine.

There's no easing into 2020. My boy has been away, and now he'll do what I want. After weeks pent up, he's lost without Me. His balls are swollen and full and aching ...

My mind is racing with everything I want for him in 2020. What better way to ensure he's open to My suggestions than by wearing what I know will make him weak: long black rubber gloves and an irresistible, skin-tight latex minidress with nothing underneath. The more he craves Me, the more satisfyingly soul-crushing it is to tell him no -- not now, not tonight, not tomorrow, not ever again, as long as you're Mine.

There's no easing into 2020. My boy has been away, and now he'll do what I want. After weeks pent up, he's lost without Me. His balls are swollen and full and aching with reminders of how badly he needs Me to control him and take him to a place of primal ecstasy, far beyond the pitiful, fleeting relief a full release would offer.

I stroke him, edge him, tease him, sit on him, grind Myself and My latex into his lap and make sure he's so far gone, he'll never find his way back. That's the perfect time to put him in the cock ring, spank him, and tell him that this year, he'll be spending more time in his cage, than out.