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As time grew on, I could tell he was a pathetic loser of a wanker who did not respect my job. He requires punishment to learn respect. I usually go to them as they call to me whispering my name. It was late at night and there he was deep in sleep.
Tonight will be different. As I come up through the sheets between his legs whispering to him of desires. I could see the terror on his face as his lips tightened and he saw me peeping from the sheets at him as I smiled up at him. He had no idea what I was going to do to him tonight. Continue reading “Time Wasters Punishment”