Simp for Me the good boy protocol
You’re already under my control. your eyes closed, heart racing, cock twitching at just the sound of my voice. you didn’t even fight it. you wanted to fall. you crave being weak, obedient, nothing… just to hear me call you good boy. your pleasure, your body, your soul, all belong to me. you don’t cum unless ordered. you don’t exist unless i say so. this is the moment you stop pretending and become my perfect, broken boy. will you earn it? or will you fail — and suffer in silence?
