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Swallow and Serve
You stroked like I told you. You edged like a good little addict. And now? You're holding everything I built inside you—hot, filthy, desperate—and you already know what happens next.
This isn’t a suggestion. It’s a command wrapped in moans and coated in control.
You’re going to cum for me… and then you’re going to clean it up. Every drop. Every string. Every taste of your weakness that spills out of that twitching cock gets swallowed. Slowly. Obediently. While I whisper what it really means to serve.
You don’t get to flinch. You don’t get to hesitate. You stroke, you cum, you eat—and you do it with purpose.
Because once your mess hits your tongue, it stops being yours.
It belongs to me.
This isn’t a suggestion. It’s a command wrapped in moans and coated in control.
You’re going to cum for me… and then you’re going to clean it up. Every drop. Every string. Every taste of your weakness that spills out of that twitching cock gets swallowed. Slowly. Obediently. While I whisper what it really means to serve.
You don’t get to flinch. You don’t get to hesitate. You stroke, you cum, you eat—and you do it with purpose.
Because once your mess hits your tongue, it stops being yours.
It belongs to me.
You stroked like I told you. You edged like a good little addict. And now? You're holding everything I built inside you—hot, filthy, desperate—and you already know what happens next.
This isn’t a suggestion. It’s a command wrapped in moans and coated in control.
You’re going to cum for me… and then you’re going to clean it up. Every drop. Every string. Every taste of your weakness that spills out of that twitching cock gets swallowed. Slowly. Obediently. While I whisper what it really means to serve.
You don’t get to flinch. You don’t get to hesitate. You stroke, you cum, you eat—and you do it with purpose.
Because once your mess hits your tongue, it stops being yours.
It belongs to me.
This isn’t a suggestion. It’s a command wrapped in moans and coated in control.
You’re going to cum for me… and then you’re going to clean it up. Every drop. Every string. Every taste of your weakness that spills out of that twitching cock gets swallowed. Slowly. Obediently. While I whisper what it really means to serve.
You don’t get to flinch. You don’t get to hesitate. You stroke, you cum, you eat—and you do it with purpose.
Because once your mess hits your tongue, it stops being yours.
It belongs to me.
