You Waited Just to Hear Me Cum

You don’t deserve it.
But you need it.

My release. My rhythm. My breath. My orgasm.
You waited for it… didn’t you?

This is what control sounds like when it finally breaks —
and even then, you’re still beneath me.

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Listen on your knees.
Don’t stroke unless you’re told. Don’t beg. Don’t ask.
Just listen… to the moment you’ll never forget.

Replay it.
Obsess over it.
Tribute for the chance to hear it again.