I know it’s tough having your cock locked up. Having a piece of plastic or metal tightly bound around your cock preventing it from growing entails a lot of suffering. So much pain for being turned on.
I could crack you, destroy you. Physically first but eventually mentally. You’d be mine, 100% because that’s what I want and you want what I want. Your keys between my cleavage, a constant reminder of what you need the most.
You’re going to lock that cock up and give me your key. You’re going to watch it jiggle between my cleavage, haunting you.
I use my body against you. Feel the pain for me. Always in a constant state of pain for me. You don’t deserve pleasure.