begging to please♡

Getting high but I make the boy im with smoke more than me then leave some music on in the background so he's focused on that and out of it. Course with an attaboy for every hit.

Keep thinking about him laughing at how I kept bobbing my head and stuffing it back in my mouth despite my writhing and obvious discomfort. The way i tried to glare up at him but automatically make the most stupid, cock-drunk faces when I’m gagging. His smirk when i rolled my eyes at him calling me a faggot, bucking into my mouth just to humble me. Choking the brat right out of me until I’m a whining, incoherent mess. Because i am a faggot. Because I’m built to pleasure him like this, and my brain shuts off until I’m just a dumb, giggly, pliant set of holes. Deep down i know I’m happy to be struggling miserably around his cock, tears running all the way down my naked body. It’s my place.

Sometimes he’d pull most of the way out, I’d stick my tongue out, and he’d invade my mouth with his fingers. The tip of his cock still resting on my tongue, holding it open. And i felt so debased as i pliantly allowed him to play with my spit, to tug on my swollen, shiny lips, to take his sweet time exploring my mouth, and then to deviously shove his fingers down my throat. All while his eyes devour me.

I blush and feel my cunt flutter when he tells me I’m such a good little cocksucking bitchboy. He snickers when he sees I’ve made a puddle of cum on the floor, and that my untouched little tdick and cunt are as engorged and needy as possible- just from pleasuring him. He gropes and spanks my soaked pussy purely for his own amusement.

i want them to tease me, maybe they've been keeping me denied for days. and they promise after they edge me for a few hours they'll let me cum, they make me beg for it, they tie me up and edge me until i'm an incoherent mess, then they stop touching me and tell me i have permission to cum while i desperately grind against nothing

i want someone to force me into a slutty maid outfit and make me clean for them, but attach my wrist cuffs to my nipple clamps so it's hard to do anything, and mock me and punish me when i can't do it fast enough

you'll do anything, you say?

record the amount of time it takes to cum. set the next timer for that amount of time. see if it can beat its own record.

repeat. and repeat. and repeat. how fast and pathetic can it be? how much can you ruin it's stamina? can you get to the point where it cums within mere minutes of being touched? seconds?

once it's trained like this do away with the timer. start employing strict punishments for cumming too quickly/without permission. you've primed it to fail.