All men are simple - but breast men are easy as hell. I know your thumbscrew and I'm going to screw it. Start jerking for Me, boob boy. It's becoming scary and overwhelming. Don't worry - you're just in Love. And Love is slavery, isn't it? you're not sexually submissive, per se...but what would you do for Love? Listen to Me purr as you touch your cock on My command. Mindlessly obey My words, without a second thought, like a drone. It doesn't matter. Nothing else matters. Only Me. These fucking tits. This is dangerous...for you. For Me, it's a game that I always win. I have all of the advantage and the power, when you're under the spell of your breast obsession. When you're magically controlled by My presence and indescribable grasp over you. My eyes are up here...but I want your complete focus down there. I'm going to build you up until you can't take it anymore, and steal your pleasure like an erotic mind thief.
