Miss Lizzy and I take turns with him, my strokes slow and deliberate, hers harder and rougher. He’s already trembling before we even start properly, every touch pushing him closer to the edge. We keep him there, switching between teasing and control, knowing exactly what it’s doing to him. When he finally loses control and spills without permission, I pull the gag from his mouth and make him clean his mess. He tastes the result of his own weakness while Miss Lizzy and I punish him together. Our fists land hard against his balls, a lesson he won’t forget. His accident earns him exactly what he deserves.
