RoughHands

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MUAHAHAHAHHAAHAH, WELCOME MORTAL, WELCOME MUAHAHAHAHAH-! cough cough FUCK! There's dust everywhere, fuck, urgh...where was I?

Ah right, the greeting message.

MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHA! Welcome mortal, it is I, the most arrogant guy you'll ever see in your entire fucking life! And this is my blog that only exists to attract even crazier and cuter cuties around, this blog is basically some fishnet, and if you're reading this you're already the fish.

So welcome little fish, below you'll find a lot of stuff, well, more often than not some of my ramblings about how I think that you should live beneath my desk working down there for the rest of your life, or how you should allow the parasocial relationship between us to grow so wide you'll be considered crazy by your family and friends!

But being crazy is funny, so indulge girl, or boy, or helicopter, or whatever that exists really.

If some of your posts remind you of something, of other posts you saw in the past, it's pretty normal, my previous blog got nuked out of existence, so here's a new one, and I'm reposting some old stuff I had in my notes.

-get on your knees

-get my spit on your face

-get my cum on your face

-some slaps, and marks showing you're mine.

You want that too?

I may go batshit insane if you don't.

Look around, everyone around you is doing the same shit as you, trying to get crushed under my feet.

I WANT YOU TO DRIVE ME AROUND LIKE I'M A KING AND THEY ARE MY PERSONAL TAXI! BUT I ALSO WANT YOU TO SUCK MY DICK WHILE WE'RE DRIVING!

You, kneeling before me with a drink in your hand, my drink, you'll hold it for me while I play some video games and rest my legs on your shoulders (obviously, don't forget that being MY footrest is in your nature)

When I'm pissed, I'll slap the hell out of you, and if you make the drink fall, I'll make sure you lick it up too.

The date end when I don't want to play anymore!

Everyone is equal (apart from me since I'm the best BOW DOWN TO ME FOOLISH BEINGS), But everyone is different.

Some people, even if given the same chance will not react in the same way, that's entropy for you baby, so there are slaves that are premium.

In the sense that they truly work hard to please their master, this kind of person is truly interested in building a relationship.

Premium slaves, are so fucking awesome.

It should be a basis actually, but it is not, going from an annoying slave that do not put any efforts, to one that put efforts is like fucking night and day.

And this is the same with everything, same vein there are good masters (aka me, amazing in all sense of the term, I'm the best, I know I know the worshipping shrine to pray to me is just to your right) and bad ones, same for students, or teachers, or fighters, athletes.

Everyone know that, that someone that truly put efforts in something they love is way better than a pale copy.

Your weak little arms pinned above your head by my own hands, your head resting against the ground just in front of my crotch, and my big dick going deep down your throat again and again while I keep pounding your throat like it's nothing but a toy for my pleasure.

Just need to ignore all your disgusting choking sounds that just make me even harder, the saliva coating my entire dick and even more for your face, and obviously your pathetic attempts at kicking and squirming around to get a bit of air.