Look what the pathetic whiney bitch boy wrote to me tonight, lol his essay that I told him to write… Then he gave me a nice fat tribute BEFORE calling me. Can I train em or can I train em? My girl was laughing her ass off as I sat here making fun of this cumwad… He’s so afraid to be owned even though he wants it and knows he needs it. Read below…
“OMG you have so quickly found my buttons and I keep falling into your traps; you know my weak spots and I’m shaking writing this and my little cock is jumping and throbbing and dripping and now I’m writing to you as you demanded. I probably should just shoot a load now thinking of what you want to do to me Saturday night that way I’ll be drained and will not need to call you Saturday night. and I’m thinking what if i give her my cell number so she can send taunting text messages to me when ever she wants. i wish i could get time alone so i could go really crazy and not have to be so quiet. i wish i had more pictures of you. it makes me crazy when you write about me and what you plan to do the anticipation alone can drive me crazy, i can believe you are humiliating me the way you are in front of everyone, I’m ready to take my wallet and fly to where ever you are just to be humiliated by you and led around on a leash for you to show your power. i want you to totally brain wash me and own me and worship you every day. the 2 of you have really started to destroy me. how i wish i could be alone in my house so i could scream and dress up and take humiliating pictures of myself to send to you but its so rare to have any time alone. “
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