There’s just something about making a faggot beg for permission to cum. Hearing that special tone in their voice that lets Me know how much they really, really need it.
Reminding them that the right to decide whether they get to cum or not belongs to Master. Belongs to Me.
Humiliating them with that knowledge. Rubbing it in. Reminding them that they don’t get to cum till Master says so.
What’s that like for you? Being down on your knees, with your dick in your hand, looking up at Me, seeing the evil grin on My face, hearing Me taunting you, laughing at your suffering.
That’s it!
Your suffering. It must be your suffering that really does it for Me. Who knows? Maybe I’m a sadist.
You see, I very much enjoy your suffering.
Are you ready to suffer for My amusement like a good little faggot? Call Me. I could use a good laugh.
The Shadow Priest
