Life is never the same once you become my slave. I own you and control everything, especially when and how you can release (if ever). And it's always in some humiliating way. Today, little dumbass is naked and milked from behind--his face buried in my horrible smelling converse. Pathetic? YES. So much that I'm going to have to pull hard on his balls, squeeze and smack them a bit. Simply for my own amusement plus I love hearing the wussy little moans. Of course all this makes loser release, because he's a sissy bitch that gets off to the lingering foot odor left in women's sneakers. Afterwards, as he's cleaning up his own "disgraceful slave goo," I explain that this will be the LAST orgasm in a LONG time--as I'm implementing "no release November!" hahaha! Who's your Master, bitch?