So, this is what we're going to do," I begin, my voice dripping with dominant amusement. "I want to see you pleasure yourself, my pathetic little gay. You're going to jerk that disgusting excuse for a cock while riding my thick, unyielding strapon. You're going to whimper and beg and degrade yourself all for my satisfaction. I want you to in the pleasure and the humiliation, let it completely take over you."

"But that's not all," I continue, a wicked grin on my face. "Once you've finally reached your pitiful climax, I want you to paint my strapon with your filth. And once you've do...

So, this is what we're going to do," I begin, my voice dripping with dominant amusement. "I want to see you pleasure yourself, my pathetic little gay. You're going to jerk that disgusting excuse for a cock while riding my thick, unyielding strapon. You're going to whimper and beg and degrade yourself all for my satisfaction. I want you to in the pleasure and the humiliation, let it completely take over you."

"But that's not all," I continue, a wicked grin on my face. "Once you've finally reached your pitiful climax, I want you to paint my strapon with your filth. And once you've done that, you're going to get on your knees and clean it up. With your tongue. You're going to taste every drop of your own cum, relish the bitter flavor of your degradation. You're going to learn what it means to be utterly humiliated, to be so thoroughly owned by me. You'll lick and suck until my strapon is spotless, a monument to your utter submission. And you're going to thank me for it, because even your orgasms belong to me."