Poor @sub1966usa, can’t catch a break… The nails were just to warm him up. Now I’m testing how many staples his cock can take while he thanks Me for it. For more of My sadism, tributes and bookings: https://t.co/8cZ48763Yw.
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@sub1966usa presented his most vulnerable tissue for My experiment in pain and servitude. Every involuntary spasm was observed, measured, and used as data for recalibrating the limits of My property. Do you think IT can handle more?
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Payment is me kicking the fuck out of your balls after while you cry, and hand over the paycheck that's mine between kicks. The longer you take the harder I go 😄
Short Story:
Erection? I don't think you need that to cum. Erections are for fucking, so you can push with your penis. Well, you are not doing that, are you? So I think your dick can stay cut, soft, and limp for the cum dribble 🤭
Long Story:
The purpose of his penis has changed forever. It's hot to think that when we started, I teased him about keeping him in pussyfree friendzone, but now, several years later, that's basically exactly what happened. And looking back, it feels like it was always inevitable. Why? Because every time there's a choice to be made, we take the sexier, more thrilling, even if scarier one. So, how exactly do you want to go back to "regular" sex, when pushing it further, keeping him more denied, frustrated, sexless, often erection-less, is always going to be the more fun thing to do? I rarely throw around terms like forever, but given what I know now, I don't think things can ever go back to how they were. I am not sure he'd even get hard for a proper sex if there wasn't any humiliation in it. 🤭
What I find kinda amusing is how chastity is almost never used for anti-infidelity purposes, but almost exclusively for keeping the guy denied and frustrated. There's something erotically fucked up about being the only person on the planet who can unlock his dick and let it out of its cage, while having no interest in having sex with him. 🥵 But that's not to say I don't have any interest in his penis. Because I love playing with it. I love the irony that keeping him pussyfree and always on the edge is the hottest thing I could imagine. He's making me aroused in ways no other guy ever did. But I've realized that the essence is in the wickedness of it, in twisting the natural process and the function. In showing that I can do whatever I want with him. That I have the power to completely fuck with his most intense instincts and urges. Not only to change them, but to make him excited about actively denying them.
Just imagine this: In the presence of a woman, a possible mating partner, your dick should be big, hard, dominant; it's supposed to show that you're ready to fuck, to plant your load deep inside her. It's a tool for procreation and partly for competition as well. I believe that's why guys are so particular about size and comparison. It's about providing pleasure, depth of penetration, and also about showing off. So what does it do to your brain when the girl locks you dick up, so you can't get either of those things? 😈 It's not even that you failed to compete; you were rejected from the start, but at the same time, you're flooded with attention. I want to play with it, I want to tease it, make it drip, I want you to crave me. I gave you a ton of flirting signals, and millennia of evolution are screaming inside you that I am interested, that I am even aroused. And that conflict is the beating engine of my excitement. I love not fucking you. 🥵😈
And then, when I finally unlock you, I came up with a method to keep you soft. Your body is vibrating with arousal, you're on the edge, and while you know you're only getting a handjob, your brain at least wants to make a show; a proper display. Maybe subconsiocsly to tempt me, with your big, veined, full cock. But you can't. 🤭 No matter how close you are. Your dick remains soft, cute, completely non-threatening, and non-demanding. It's just a tiny flaccid flap of skin in between your legs, hanging towards the floor. It's embarrassing, but at the same time, it feels good, because while I am laughing at you, you're still feeling my warm hand on it. You're at the lowest, and I still didn't reject you completely, so that must mean something, right? Your mind is telling you that all your masculine features were a failure, but I am remaining to play with you. To tease you, and I have fun at it. I love shaking your soft noodle up. I love watching the embarrassment you feel, mixed with the urge to cum. Your penis size doesn't matter to me in the slightest. 🤭😈
I can see you shake as you approach the shameful, but very desired orgasm. For a final humiliation, I could've let go and ruined it. But I feel nice enough that I let you have as much of an orgasm as your limp dick can handle. 🤭 Only in the last second, when you lift up, you get a tiny bit inflated, the smallest hint of an erection. But it's hardly enough, the cum is flowing, rather than shooting out of your cock. You're slightly bigger than before, but your dick is till hanging down. Not a direction an aroused dick should aim at. 🤭 Too bad. I hope you enjoyed your pathetic cumming, I did. And now it's time to lock you back up 😈