You can’t help but obsess over the way I writhe in pure pleasure, my body arching under the relentless pounding of my Alpha. The scene unfolds with my delicate, perfect body claimed and satisfied beyond measure.
Every moan, every gasp echoes through your mind, feeding your helpless longing. You’re just a spectator, forever destined to witness what you can never touch.
But your purpose remains, cleaning up the aftermath, serving me in the only way you’re allowed. Watch and ache, knowing that your pleasure comes from serving my satisfaction.
