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Bound by leather cuffs, our naked submissive writhes on the couch, his cock throbbing with need. Daddy's voice, stern and commanding, echoes in his ear, "Jerk yourself, boy. Make yourself come for me." He obliges, his hand moving in a blur, his body tensing as he nears the edge. His moans fill the room, raw and unrestrained, as he feels Daddy's eyes on him, watching, waiting. With a final cry, he spills himself, his body trembling with the force of his release, his chest heaving as he struggles to catch his breath.