fanged demon

my strong, calloused hands with scarred knuckles and edgy tattoos… gently scrubbing her scalp.

working the product through her beautiful hair…

you like being called daddy? maybe we can try sir too, or master, or god. you think it’s hot when i ride your dick while you play video games? well you know you can have me like this all the time if you really want love, hm? anywhere, anytime. yes honey, even when i’m super high and you just can’t wait. oh? you wanna take a walk through the woods and eat me out against a tree? let’s dig a little deeper, try chasing me first. let the adrenaline rush of catching and pinning me overcome you, i know you’ve always loved feeling powerful and in control. and don’t feel bad that it turns you on when i struggle!

now every time they turn me into a crying, brainless mess in ways i never even taught them, i remember (almost laughably) that i used to be the one in control. i made them like this. i encouraged them to be insatiable, polluted their mind with more and more depravity, and then taught them that the only true solution is fucking me.

open up that cautious butch’s mind, they are surprisingly moldable and i promise you won’t regret it :)