My Dark Fantasies will take over your night. There is no going back from here. You asked for my skills, and I won’t disappoint. It’s not like you’ll need that nasty thing anyway. You’re here because you’re a filthy, disgusting man who deserves to suffer. 
And I am going to make sure you do. I loved that you flinched as I roughly grabbed your cock, my fingers digging into his flesh. Oh, I’m going to hurt you, my dear. But don’t worry, it’ll be the most exquisite pain you’ve ever felt.
Of course, when I pulled that nasty thing out, it was already hard, the head glistening with pre-cum. I wrapped my hand around it, my grip firm and unyielding. I began to stroke you, my fingers moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm.
“Do you like that?” I asked, my voice dripping with venom. “Do you like the feel of my hand on your cock?”
Your hips were bucking involuntarily, and I know you felt so much shame that you couldn’t help yourself. You filthy, disgusting man, you can’t resist your urges. A pig like you deserves to suffer at my beautiful hands and feet!
I grab you by the balls and pull you to the ground. And damn did it feel good to dig my nails into your flesh but my heels will feel even better. Digging deep into your ball flesh, maybe I will pop them, or perhaps I’ll do it at another CBT phone sex session.
Either way, you asked for this. At least you are smart enough to recognize your strengths. And that’s writhing in agony at my mercy!
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