Bison doesn't flinch at the squeeze. He grins wide, a silent reminder that she keeps forgetting: he is unlike anyone else in the world. As Satsuki does what she's told, the cock grows harder and harder until it can't remain in his pants and be convenient to stroke.
"She would likely not. My staff is dutiful, but not made of fools. My men, however.." So there is some mercy in her after all.
"You have me sufficiently hard. Now pull me out, drop to your knees, and lavish your Master's sac with the desperation of a dirtied slave. Stroke me with that firm grip while you do, because you won't get to your bath unless I come."
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Date: 2022-09-22 11:57 pm (UTC)"She would likely not. My staff is dutiful, but not made of fools. My men, however.." So there is some mercy in her after all.
"You have me sufficiently hard. Now pull me out, drop to your knees, and lavish your Master's sac with the desperation of a dirtied slave. Stroke me with that firm grip while you do, because you won't get to your bath unless I come."