He’s mine. Not hers. His cock? My toy. Once a submissive always my submissive. Once my hands are wrapped around him, stroking and denying, he’ll remember who truly owns him. My little gimp hood will make him disappear for a moment so he can forget his unfaithfulness but little does he know I’m just taking photo evidence to keep him forever. Boom, I’ll turn the lights back on, force him to spill all over the floor. Have I said it enough? You’re mine.
