Imagine. A pretty sub boy with his body carefully bound in
black silk rope, his eyes covered with a matching tie, and you’re standing at
the foot of the bed just watching as he squirms and writhes from the continuous
tease of the vibrating sleeve you’ve slipped over him. His ankles are cuffed to
a steel spreader bar, and the sight is just phenomenal.
“Considering how sexually charged you’ve become over the past several hours, I really don’t see any reason why I should turn this thing off now… we’ll just leave this plugged in for a few more hours, ok…??”
Keep it on and on and no. But no cumming for the boy. Why waste electricity and end the fun right?
Carnavalesque 