2 weeks in the forboding darkness, the rank, foul , acrid stench burning your nose and eyes….
You weep.
You sob.
You beg and you plead……and I laugh!!!!
And still, you cannot fulfill my wishes. Your disobedience infuriates me. I am beginning to think this is more than a game for you my pet….it is becoming a lifestyle, is it not? You are no longer happy unless under my supreme rule…unless I am displeased with you. Punishing you. Honestly, I am weary. I expend too much precious energy on your Pathetic, needful fetishes. Your torture is becoming your reward, and I cannot have that. I am increasing your fee to reflect the taxing you are putting on my time with you….My other slaves are being neglected, and all should have the right to worship if deserving….BEWARE!!! you are bordering on exile….Your cock cage should not be a bivouac for your pathetic nut-sack.If I catch you with a fucking hard on again, you can be certain I will cut that shit open and kick them around on the floor in front of you.
SIGH…..
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