My Eyes Own Your Cock Part 1

Description: You stare too long and you stop existing. my eyes don’t let you “watch” me—they pull you apart and stitch you back as my beta. you think you edge for yourself, but each stroke is a brick torn out of your old identity. i deny you not because i withhold, but because denial makes you leak loyalty. that ache you feel isn’t frustration—it’s the first law of your new reality: obedience is better than orgasm.