Stop. Hands off. Feel that? That throbbing pulse, that frustration? That’s me owning you. You’re so addicted, so weak, you’d do anything for me to snap again.

When I SNAP, you will Stroke. Harder, faster, but don’t you fucking dare finish. You think you’re close? Too bad. This isn’t about your pleasure. It’s about my ownership of your cock.

Stop. Hands off. Feel that? That throbbing pulse, that frustration? That’s me owning you. You’re so addicted, so weak, you’d do anything for me to snap again.

When I SNAP, you will Stroke. Harder, faster, but don’t you fucking dare finish. You think you’re close? Too bad. This isn’t about your pleasure. It’s about my ownership of your cock.