You ache to be my good boy, stroking slow, begging for more while I ride your mind. Every word pulls you deeper, every command strips your control. This isn’t just audio — it’s obedience, humiliation, and release under my voice. Listen, obey, and prove you’re mine.
You ache to be my good boy, stroking slow, begging for more while I ride your mind. Every word pulls you deeper, every command strips your control. This isn’t just audio — it’s obedience, humiliation, and release under my voice. Listen, obey, and prove you’re mine.