I accidentally dialed for a work call before I was ready and I’m pretty sure they heard me talking about a piss kink for 19 seconds before I realized and hung up
I don’t care if it disrupts your day.
I don’t care if it ruins your clothes.
I don’t care if you end up dripping in cold cum.
You exist as a cock sleeve.
You exist as a cum rag.
You want to be a good object for Men, right?
Be available at all times, regardless of your “needs”.
Does it matter how Daddy uses you?
Draining His piss into your eager open holes at His leisure.
Forcing His hard old cock into your tight wanting holes for His pleasure.
Making you gag on Him, cry out when He stretches you out and slobbering uncontrollably over Him.
You didn’t dream of this before, but now it is all you can think about in that empty little head of yours.