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Come on, baby. Back down on my dick. One more load for you before I meet your parents.

catch my spit cuck while I’m fucking your girl

Take a pic for your “boyfriend”

“Morning baby. I was just watching you sleep. You look so beautiful and innocent. Sometimes I almost feel guilty about the things I do to you…Almost. Folding you up like a pretzel and slamming your guts til you’re gaped out. In the moment I just wanna hear you scream my name and beg for mercy… but right now you look like a fucking angel. My beautiful baby. You bring out the best and worst of me. Half of me wants to kiss you, the other half wants to choke you until those pretty lips turn blue. I hope those bruises won’t last too long… I think I’m falling in love baby. That should scare you a little bit. No? You know I’m not right in the head sometimes. If you let me fall for you I’ll be even crazier. Jealous, possessive, controlling… why are you smiling? You’re really something! Call out sick. Let’s see if you can really handle my love.”

He is very pleased. You went from being an outspoken, feminist gay bottom boy who spewed western leftist ideology at any given chance to an obedient, passive girlfriend in a matter of weeks. I guess you were right about one thing all along; in the end, love wins.

You have the dress down, but you still anger him whenever you open your mouth. Nothing is less attractive than a loud mouth, boisterous gay boy. With the correct beating, he will teach you about voice modesty next.

No one knows where you are and no one cares. They’re thinking, “his husband is taking care of him now.” And they are right. I am your life. I determine your fate.

You don’t want choices. You like being told what to do.