Make your requests, session boy, but you get what I decide to give. Will it be a forced-eye-contact tease with my boot pushing you down that simply alters your definition of what you want forever, counting you down to a ruined no-hands cum mindfuck that leaves you tweaking? How truly little say you truly have. That is control. And that's what the deepest part of you needs anyway. While the deepest part of me? She loves that look of surprised dismay on your face when you realize how little you can do about what I'm doing.

Weaving fantasy and reality, if a role play was yours to begin with, it is, in a deeper sense than you think, not yours anymore. You are lost, swept away by edging and insanity. I AM your babysitter. I KNOW what you want. You ARE in trouble. And if you don't do EXACTLY what I say, I will tell your parents everything. This is a blast.