It’s funny how ideally it all went… Getting to turn you over in my hands, inspect you, treat you like a sub-human…
It was special like I can’t really say. It was something unique, something as perfect as I could have asked. The way it pained you, the way you relented, the ways we got to see each other.
I’m glad I could make you ache and cum. I could give you release, and then take and take and take. I felt like I did. Like I made use of you, until there was almost no more of you to be used.
