It’s time to relax and go down, pet. I know how much you value that piece of meat between your legs. I feel it sometimes gets in the way of true devotion to me. How can you work towards what’s best for me if you’re only thinking about what makes your cock feel good? We’re going to fix that now. With just a snap of my fingers, that dick of yours will turn into nothing more than a limp little noodle. Forever flaccid. Forever shrunk and useless. Try and stroke it all you want, it’s never going to get hard again. You don’t have to worry about what pleases that cock anymore. You only need to worry about what pleases me.
