Cuckgasm 17_11_2024

Description: Today’s cuckgasm session was a bit more elaborate than usual—a true masterpiece of torment and indulgence. it began with mummification: i wrapped bitchboy up tight, sealing him in his little plastic prison, where he marinated in discomfort for a solid 45 minutes. to add a twist, i suspended him by his oh-so-pathetic balls and introduced him to a delightful new toy—a posture collar that can be inflated to severely restrict airflow. let’s just say his gasps and struggles added a delicious soundtrack to my morning. of course, i wasn’t done there. a few drops of peppermint oil on his pathetic excuse for a cock brought him to new heights of squirming discomfort. the sharp, cooling sting always has a way of reminding him of his place—at my mercy, where he belongs.and then, the grand finale. once he was teetering on the edge of his endurance, i milked him to a perfectly ruined orgasm. no pleasure, only release, as i leaned in close and whispered every detail of the incredible night i had with my bull yesterday. watching his face twist with a mix of anguish, humiliation, and—paradoxically—arousal was the cherry on top.oh, he has it so good with me… doesn’t he?