Slave In The Box
I keep My slave object confined and stored inside the dark, hard box. it can only hear the echo of My stilettos and wait in helpless anticipation. I finally walk over to open the trunk and use the object. it crawls out and assumes the position as a rug under My heels. This is the best position of its life. To be completely beneath Me and at My mercy. I allow it to lick My stilettos and show Me how grateful it is to have this honour. I enjoy seeing how desperate it becomes under My silky stocking feet and superior stilettos. For My pleasure and amusement I tease the object.. Edging My property over and over. Tormenting it between and beneath My heels. My shiny PVC gloves stroking it harder and harder. Counting it down to nothing but aching denial. The piece of furniture does not get to cum! Only used, teased and denied. Frustrating, humping, leaking and begging under My cruel control. male objects deserve no release. Only to be used! Then handcuffed, kicked and stuffed right back in the box.
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