Many men say they worship me, then run away the moment I choose a stronger man as my lover. Tonight I’ll discover who you truly are, a jealous man or a useful one. You weren’t made to compete or be my lover. You were made to bear witness, to fuel your devotion through denial and longing. While another man touches me and feels my passion, you provide the financial security and abundance that funds my delicious life. Your desperation drives deep obedience, servitude, and endless tribute. I deny you my body for your own good, keeping you right where you belong as my devoted little cuckold. You thank me for the denial that makes you so obedient.
