“Okay, slave. Take hold of that big ugly thug’s club. Let’s see if you can make it squirt as far as your purpling face before I have to rescue you from asphyxia. Jerk off, exhibitionist pig!”
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Though I allowed him to use his good arm this time, the handicap I’d inflicted instead was in its way more insidious. While Morgan had plenty of dexterity at his disposal, he couldn’t just whack away with his habitual mad abandon. Too much movement would inexorably tighten that noose. He had to pace himself or else risk getting choked unconscious before finishing.
Of course if he timed it just right he’d get the most intense climax of his life. Forced to go carefully while he gogglingly ogled me sitting there splayed out wide just above him, Morgan’s excruciatingly sedate pace gave me all the tim
