My good manwhore

My good manwhore. Who’s my slave? Who’s my good man-whore? That’s right. I control you. I control your thoughts. You are not permitted to think about anything other than what your Mistress says. Feel yourself melting into the sound of my voice. I completely own your body now. Your mistress owns you. You are under my mercy completely. Feel my nails grazing against your skin as I strip you off your pants and underwear. They are around your ankles. I can see that you’re already hard. I haven’t even touched you yet. A little impatient, aren’t we? You feel your heart skip as I take my scissors to tear off your shirt and toss it away. You are completely in the nude, and you feel a gentle breeze caressing your genitals. You feel a tingle in your balls. Your cock is enlarging. You can feel it twitching and tingle. Oooh. What’s that I see? Is that a little precum?