No thinking. No hesitation. Just stroking—deep, filthy, mindless pleasure, exactly how I command. My words drip into your brain, controlling every stroke, every edge, every desperate little gasp. I tell you when to go faster, when to slow down, when to hold it—when to suffer. You’ll be leaking, trembling, so close you can taste it… but I decide when, how, if you get to cum. And by the time I’m done with you? Your body won’t even feel like your own—it’ll belong to me