Written on 25 March I had been seeing Mistress Eve for a of months and had greatly enjoyed each and everyone of the sessions we had shared. Which invoked a burning desire in me to please her. My interests when I first sessioned with Mistress Eve were chastitystrap-on play and mild cross dressing whilst being used by her. All in all I have to say by now I was quite her little bitch.
It truly takes about 4 to 5 days for my slaves throat to contract back to its original state.
Unlike my legendary seductive tease and denial sessions where you guys come back again and again… there has never been a repeat customer for my version of a forced bi session. It might not be the best business decision in the world to conduct my forced bi sessions like this. Session With Wael.
Nor do I think there ever will be. Thus, a deterrent is needed.
A very very strong deterrent. So this notion in your mind that I somehow am going to drag you by your hair into my bedroom and lean your head over the edge of my bed while one of my harem of studs I have hiding in the closet is paraded out over top of you to have his dick slam deep into your throat while you kick and struggle on the mattress is a hoax.
In fact the reason I decided to sit down and write this little story about Chuck the throat wrecker is because I received my third consecutive this morning from slaves who experienced Chuck earlier this week… and still cannot eat solid food. I more or less would call it a piston… or perhaps… a ramming device… the kind they used to break down Castle doors in the Medieval era.
Or breaking open throats… As it were.