It’s My birthday, and you’re going to celebrate exactly how I demand, on your knees, weak, obedient, and desperate.
I count down My special day with a ruthless mix of financial domination, mind-fuck intensity, and strict orgasm control. Every word coils deeper, making you ache, making you crave, and reminding you what a good slave exists for: to impress and serve his Queen.
You won’t cum unless I say so, and I never say so easily. Don’t miss this chance to prove your devotion and feel what true control tastes like.
