You think you know what my strap-on is for, but you really don’t. Some two girl fantasy might be playing in your head. Believe me, it’s not the right one. This is where my strap-on comes in. The fantasy mutates into something you never imagined. On your knees, naked and apologizing you claim you will be a good boy. Well, let me tell you, that’s what all submissive wimps say when my strap-on appears.

My strap-on can bring me pleasure, you’ll get to taste the remainder of my ecstasy. Down your throat it will go, as I fuck that mouth like a pussy. The flush of red in your cheeks betrays the humiliation you feel. Forced to do a feminine, fag- ish act like this goes against all that is manly. You are no man though are you? A real man does not kneel before a mistress to serve her cock with his mouth.

I am sure you though my strap-on was for my orgasmic pleasure only. Sometimes, it is, but at others it is for breaking down a submissive will. Call me to find out how I love to use my strap-on!