Her Tears, Your Trigger

Description: I don’t ask for permission. i simply move in. from the first second my voice touches your brain, your marriage is already on d...th row and i’m the executioner wearing silk gloves. i will wrap my words around your cock like a n...se, tighten with every stroke, and make you beg for the drop. you’ll edge until your vision blurs, until her name tastes like poison, until the only thing that feels real is my countdown. first load: you type “i want a divorce.” second load: you hit send while still shaking. third load: you erase her existence and seal your fate as my permanent, collared, post-marital slave. i’m not here to tease you. i’m here to terminate her. one obedient spurt at a time. lock the door, traitor. the sentence begins the moment you press play.