Fantasy Timer I Own Your Cum

I told you this was just a game… Just a harmless little fantasy, right? But now there’s a timer ticking… and you’re already too distracted—stroking your cock for me, eyes glazed, brain melting, forgetting everything but My voice. You think you’re in control? You think you can stop before it’s too late? How cute. You’re naive, my little puppet. You’ll stroke. You’ll edge. You’ll forget the timer even exists… until it’s already over— and you’ve given me everything. I own your cum. I own your cock. I own your mind. And this isn’t just a fantasy anymore.