He loves to torture me with nipple play. I often have to go into work like this…used, with slightly swollen nips that were pinched, clamped the previous night.
This is all you’re allowed to see my strapon, front and center my body, my face, my presence… censored. You don’t earn access to me. You don’t deserve the view.
You stay beneath the blur, knowing the only thing meant for you is what replaces you