That cock of yours is under my ownership now, which means if you want to play with it, you’ll have to ask for my permission first. Go on, beg me for it. I’ve already made up my mind about how I want to use you today. The only time you’re allowed to stroke that cock is when I give you the green light. Want to cum? Only when I say so. Can you feel the frustration building as I tease you, edging you deeper and deeper into ecstasy? You’re practically screaming for release, unaware of how loudly your pleas echo, perhaps even reaching the ears of your neighbors. You’d better be careful now. But rest assured, you will cum eventually—just not until I’m good and ready for you to do so.
