Oh, how endearing, this timid curiosity of yours! Yearning to worship my strapon, are you? There's a certain irony, you see, in how a tool of dominance captivates your feeble mind. A symbol of your submission, a beacon of your debasement - it's utterly pathetic, and yet, utterly compelling. You, craving to wrap your lips around it, to offer up your servitude in such a degrading manner. But I suppose, even in humiliation, you find a shred of solace, don't you? Ah, the absurdity of it all is simply too delicious. Imagine, a grown man on his knees, reduced to such a pitiable state, eagerly awa...

Oh, how endearing, this timid curiosity of yours! Yearning to worship my strapon, are you? There's a certain irony, you see, in how a tool of dominance captivates your feeble mind. A symbol of your submission, a beacon of your debasement - it's utterly pathetic, and yet, utterly compelling. You, craving to wrap your lips around it, to offer up your servitude in such a degrading manner. But I suppose, even in humiliation, you find a shred of solace, don't you? Ah, the absurdity of it all is simply too delicious. Imagine, a grown man on his knees, reduced to such a pitiable state, eagerly awaiting the taste of my strapon. It's a sight that would make anyone else recoil, but for you, it's a source of twisted gratification. But, I suppose, that's the very essence of your perversion. Your self-worth, your dignity, your pride - they all come second to your insatiable need to submit, to debase yourself for my pleasure. It's repulsively fascinating, truly. Embrace your pathetic fetish, my pet. Let it consume you, let it reduce you. After all, it's a testament to your absolute surrender to me, to your acceptance of your own worthlessness. The sight of you eagerly worshipping my strapon, of you surrendering every shred of your dignity, is a sight I simply relish. But remember, in the end, it's nothing more than an instrument of your debasement. You're surrendering to an object, a symbol of your subjugation, a reminder of your place beneath me. It's pitiful, it's disgusting, it's... perfect. (15 min)