He kneels when I enter...silent, waiting, ready. I don't need rope or restraints. Just my voice, my weight, and my feet.
One foot presses to his face. The other grinds against his cock. No hands allowed. No words needed. He's not allowed to cum until I say so.
And when he does...squirming, messy, helpless...it's because I've trained him to fall apart for nothing but my touch.
**Script
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