I heard you have a certain weakness. Something that makes you lose control completely. Your dick starts leaking, you get weak, horny, and desperate.
My armpits. That’s right, little pervert. I know everything.
If you want to be a good obedient boy, come closer. Worship my perfect armpits. You’re not allowed to stroke yet. I want you stroking and edging like crazy, then begging to come.
Start stroking nice and slow. That dick is all fucking mine. I decide how and when. If I say stop, you stop. The second you saw these armpits you put yourself in my hands. I love that.
You’re a little slut for my armpits. You want me leaving the gym, sweaty and stinky, making you kneel and lick them. The dirtier the better for you.
Stroke harder. If you want to see them again you’ll be obedient. Moan for them. Lose control. Get weak. Get horny. Stroke for my perfect armpits.
Not yet. You drain only when I say. From now on your cock belongs to my armpits. If you want to keep worshipping
