*breath play*

You've been trying to hide it, haven't you? Your eyes lingering on my d, your breath hitching at the sight of my collection of dildos. It's okay, pet. You can't fool me. I see the desire in your eyes, the way your body betrays you.

Every time I parade my toys in front of you, I watch your pants tent. You're getting hard, aren't you? Imagining those cocks inside you, stretching you, owning you. It's written all over your face.

And let's not pretend you don't worship my boots, my beautiful, powerful leather boots. I've seen you stare, your tongue pract...

*breath play*

You've been trying to hide it, haven't you? Your eyes lingering on my d, your breath hitching at the sight of my collection of dildos. It's okay, pet. You can't fool me. I see the desire in your eyes, the way your body betrays you.

Every time I parade my toys in front of you, I watch your pants tent. You're getting hard, aren't you? Imagining those cocks inside you, stretching you, owning you. It's written all over your face.

And let's not pretend you don't worship my boots, my beautiful, powerful leather boots. I've seen you stare, your tongue practically hanging out, desperate to lick, to kiss, to serve.

You can deny it all you want, but your body tells the truth. You're either a bisexual slut or just a cock-craving gay man, and there's nothing wrong with that... except you haven't been honest with me, have you?

I want to hear you confess, slave. Tell me how much you want to suck cocks and drink cum. Admit that you're powerless under my dominance, that you're weak for my boots and everything they represent.