You are entirely at my mercy, utterly powerless to resist whatever whims I may have. Even if you were to dare to object, your protests would fall on deaf ears. In my eyes, you’re nothing more than my weak little plaything, destined to be on your hands and knees, eagerly awaiting my commands.
The thrill lies in the unpredictability of the erotic torment I have in store for you. Will it be a session of sensual CEI, or perhaps a dose of intense public humiliation? I could even choose to take control of your cock myself, should I desire. Such is the fate of being an object in my domain—an utterly helpless toy completely under my control, and that’s precisely how I like it.
