Clean up Cum From My Socks

You were made to serve and I was made to rule. Tonight I’ll remind you why, why I keep your little dick caged and why I control your orgasm. You’re going to associate your beta pleasure with a smell a smell of my worn socks, whenever you sniff you will remember about who own you and your orgasm. I’m your owner and you will entertain me. Tonight you will eat your cum to make me laugh, this is your future, this is your beta sexuality, start serving me now. Give up and obey