He can’t calm down, but why should I let him? Every tremble, every plea just feeds my power. I’ve got him exactly where I want him: restless, desperate, and at my mercy. He doesn’t know it yet, but his discomfort is my favorite game.

Yeah. I want more. Vulnerability is my thrill, your weakness, your pervy anxieties, I love knowing that with this control, I hold it all. Don’t worry, your secrets aren't safe with me. JK. Or am I...

Mandy won’t know... Not if you behave. But you’re already shaking, already desperate. One wrong sound, one slip, and she’ll hear everything. Can you be quiet for me? I’m going to make this hard, so shhhh, be a good boy.

Questioning whether you've done enough to deserve a reward? Craving a glimpse of my naked body? I can sense your frustration. Well, I guess I'll let you see. But we have to play by my rules. You have to stroke to NOT having them, beta boy.

Oh, darling, you’ll follow every command, and each chain clink will remind you just who’s in charge. I’ll make sure you’re so w**** up in the rhythm of my voice, you won’t know whether to obey or lose yourself in the sound. Your pleasure is my symphony. Stroke for my metal, stroke for my restraint, stroke for my control.

You have no idea what you've signed up for. I'll teach your girlfriend exactly how to keep you on your knees, begging for her every command. And when she’s ready, she’ll turn those lessons on you. Let’s see how well you follow her orders with both our fingers w**** around your cock.

Shut down, zone out… and let me take control, JOI slut. I’ll guide your every thought, every movement, until you're nothing but a willing puppet, lost in the sound of my voice. You can’t think, can’t resist. All you’ll do is obey and pump. And trust me, this is just the beginning. So pump. Thrust. Hump. Stroke.

Slowly now, don't be too hasty. This foreplay heavy JOI will ease you into vulnerability and end with you being a shivering naked pleasure-pumping mess. Are you ready for your new lifestyle as my stroke-slut?