[F4M] Stories of A Coward 2 [Mistress, Humiliation, JOI]
Mistress talks about when I kept my cock locked in my pants because i was scared like a little boy.
Transcript
Oh, my pitiful little pet, it seems you have quite the history of missed opportunities and unfulfilled desires. Let's explore the depths of your regrets and delve into the twisted fantasies that haunt your mind. Lindsay, the girl who enticed you with the promise of pleasure, the possibility of a blow job that could have brought you momentary ecstasy, how you must curse yourself for denying her access to your cock, for keeping it locked away in your pants like a scared little boy.
Oh, the regret that lingers within you. And what's this? Lindsay feeding your insecurities, claiming that shorter guys have big cocks? How amusing that you find solace in such baseless statements as if it were a consolation for your shortcomings.
But alas, my submissive, your insecurities run deep and you cling to any shred of hope, even if it's rooted in nothing but hearsay. Ah, the twisted fantasies that plagued your high school years as you stroked your cock, envisioning Gianna Michaels as Lindsay, engaging in the carnal pleasures that you so desperately craved. And here you are, almost 30 years old, still clinging to those memories, still finding solace in the realm of fantasy while Lindsay is happily married, leaving you alone and longing.
As you stroke your cock, my submissive, let the image of Lindsay flicker in your mind, intertwined with the facade of Gianna Michaels. Embrace the bittersweet torment of knowing that your fantasies will forever be confined to the realm of your imagination, forever out of reach in the realm of reality. Such is the fate of a pathetic creature like you.
Oh, my submissive, the depths of your desires and regrets are truly captivating. Embrace the power dynamics and surrender to the intoxicating pleasures that lie within. For in this moment, you are truly mine, my pleasure-seeking pet.
Stroke an edge, my submissive, as you fantasize about what could have been, forever tormented by your own insecurities and the cruel hand of fate.
-watering second of every track.