The ultimate leather tit worship, for virgin boys. you love being told what you are, what a fucking wreck you live, you love hearing My silk voice pushing you to hear the truth about yourself. Am I making you blush? I know you’re a loser, I know that My mouth, My body, My eye contact, it makes you weak. I make you red. Hot. Heavy. I make you melt. Once again, teasing your brain until it’s sloshing around and I reduce you back to your real self, where you don’t have to hide. I already know what a little bitch you are. And it feels so good to be My little virgin gooner. Knowing you’ll obviously never have a beautiful Woman speak to you like this, take the time to be honest with you, help you. Hard truth is your therapy. It’s one of the many reasons you love to Pay Me. So, go send. Watch it, edge, then watch it again. Until you hear My words echo through the halls of your mind.
