You know your place, don t you? It s not here in my bed, but over there, in your little chair in the corner. Tonight, I’m not just going to have you sit there and watch. No, that would be far too generous for a pathetic little thing like you. Tonight, I’m going to play a game that will break your mind. I love this game. I love watching you squirm, knowing I m mere feet away getting stretched and filled by a superior cock while you sit there helpless. Your useless dick twitching in its cage, precum leaking because you re so desperate to see, to hear, to participate in any way. But you don t get to participate, do you? You get to beg. You get to whimper. You get to suffer in delicious, drawn-out silence while real pleasure happens just out of reach.
Hours, cuck. I make them fuck me for hours. Multiple men. Better men. Men whose cocks actually satisfy this greedy Goddess pussy. And you? You re still in your corner, blind and deaf, reduced to nothing but the wet sounds your imagination
