Those useless little nuggets dangling between its legs are my property so it needs to learn to stop whining when I choose to exert pain on them! Well, they�re not totally useless� they�re fun to weigh down, kick and slap anyway. And that cock � Its mine too! So should I enjoy smacking it with a variety of canes until it reddens and bruises, well that is my right as property owner, right? After all, it got down on its hands and knees and begged me to take complete ownership of it. I imagine that thick chain hooked to that ball sack gets more and more painful as the minutes� and then hours pass by. Perhaps dreaming of my gorgeous high heels clicking on the floor when I come to play with it at odd moments throughout the day keeps the pain at bay. It should anyway.
Well, it�s that time of month again. Time to milk my cock that�s attached to my little fishnetted high heeled boi-slut. Look at how hard it gets when I slap it hard and dig my sharp nails into that tender skin. It�s been waiting so long and it�s been such a good boi I suppose it deserved a release, but on my terms. This time I thought it would be fun to ruin its orgasm and just let it dribble out on the floor at its feet. I was right, it was fun� for me anyway. Until next month my little horny pet. Now lick your mess off the floor!
�ve got my toyboi down on the floor where it belongs in the perfect position to use as my little latex rubber. In this case I rub my latex smothered butt all over its slippery second skin. It must be so frustrating for it to feel all that sensation on its swollen thing and not be able to do a thing about it. Its purpose to pleasure me, after all! It feels so good to keep it aroused, horny and hard without release. That way I can take my time and garner the greatest amount of amusement from what is mine!
How would you like to know that the only sex you�ll ever get from now on will be getting fucked by my soft leather gloves? I�m sure the thought makes you hard and drippy with anticipation� at least until reality sets in. Then you realize that you may only be milked once a month or so at my whim, and nothing else, other than the hard confines of your locked cock cage, will ever come close to that thing again. I love turning hot fantasies into cold reality! Just look at this little leather lapping whore. It lives for the scent and feel of my gloves and it craves to get its throat filled with my leather covered fingers until it gags. The more it gags the more it begs for more and the harder �my� cock gets! I�ll allow it to pay tribute to my beautiful gloves, but when it does it�s going to suck every last drop of seed out of that supple leather. Such a fucking glove whore.
My human mop was lusting after my thigh high 12-inch black leather platform beauties so I decided to have some fun with it purely for my entertainment. It couldn�t get up even if it wanted to. Those balls that I own are locked and tethered to the floor keeping the little worm slithering down on the filthy floor where it belongs! Like it would even want to be anywhere else. I smack the most sensitive flesh on its ass with my stiff leather crop and make it crawl in circles literally licking the floor I walk on! Good for reminding it of its proper role in my world, and I do like a clean floor. It gets rewarded with a few licks of my boots, but then it must work that tongue sponge harder on the floor to earn some more licks. I could do this all night!
