The moment you hear my voice, a shiver of anticipation runs through you, your mind softening, as your thoughts slow down. You don’t need to think, not when you’re with me. All you need to do is obey, all you need to do is to stroke that cock and be mine. You love how weak I make you. How stupid. How helplessly horny. Jerking to me is never just for pleasure – every stroke takes you further down, every orgasm locks you deeper under my control. You know there’s always a tr@p, and yet you can’t help yourself.
