Obedience Through Pegging
@cowboystrapon has been getting a little too comfortable lately, skipping chores and testing limits. I decided it was time for a reminder of who sets the rules around here. I chose my biggest strapon, the one he always reacts to, and made sure he understood what kind of lesson he was about to get.
He climbed onto the table, hands steady, body ready in doggy, waiting for me to push my cock in. The shift in energy was immediate. I started slow, letting the weight and rhythm of each movement teach him what words couldn’t. Every sound from him told me the message was landing exactly how I wanted it to.
I changed the pace, adjusted the angle, kept him right on that edge as I fucked his ass harder and deeper. The lazy attitude melted away until all that was left was focus, obedience, and the kind of silence that only comes from being completely put in place. By the end, he knew exactly what was expected of him, and I knew the lesson had sunk deep....
He climbed onto the table, hands steady, body ready in doggy, waiting for me to push my cock in. The shift in energy was immediate. I started slow, letting the weight and rhythm of each movement teach him what words couldn’t. Every sound from him told me the message was landing exactly how I wanted it to.
I changed the pace, adjusted the angle, kept him right on that edge as I fucked his ass harder and deeper. The lazy attitude melted away until all that was left was focus, obedience, and the kind of silence that only comes from being completely put in place. By the end, he knew exactly what was expected of him, and I knew the lesson had sunk deep....
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