Cbt Commandments: His Screams, My Bliss

In this cruel and delicious game of cbt, I am the puppeteer, and he is my toy. His cock and balls are my playthings, and I squeeze, twist, and slap them to my heart's content. His cries of pain are my aphrodisiac, and I feed off his desperation. I deny him orgasm, keeping him on the precipice of ecstasy, only to pull him back. His body is a canvas of red welts, a masterpiece of my dominance. The room echoes with his whines, a testament to my skill in extracting pleasure from pain.

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