Oh, I know exactly why you're here. You’re weak. You’re addicted. And worst of all? You love it. You need me. You can’t stop coming back, craving every last second of my control. So let’s play a little game - one that reminds you exactly who’s in charge. This time, it’s You Sniff, I Strip… but with a gym twist. You’re already aching for me, desperate for every inch of my powerful, sculpted body, and I know it. But if you want to see it? You’ll have to earn it. One inhale at a time. Piece by piece, I remove my sweaty gym clothes, charging you a certain number of inhales for each layer that comes off. Slowly. Painfully. Teasing you, tormenting you, making you work for it - because you’re nothing but my obedient, addicted little bitch. By the time I’m down to nothing but my jockstrap, you’re already a mess, your brain completely fried from the relentless inhale hits. But I’m not stopping there. Oh no. I mix it up - short, sharp inhales… long, deep lung-filling hits… alternating nostrils… excruciatingly long holds - all while I stand there, watching you crumble beneath me. And don’t think I’ll let you forget how pathetic you are. Every chance I get, I degrade you, humiliate you, mock your helpless, uncontrollable addiction. You worship me, you obey me, and I own you completely. There’s nothing left of you. Just my control. My power. My rules. Now sniff for me, bitch. Themes: Inhale, Verbal Domination, Gay, Gay Humiliation, Stripping, Muscle Worship, SPH, Jockstrap, Ass Worship, Biceps, Hairy Pits, Hairy Chest, British, Straight guys, Alpha.
