Life Could Be A Dream...
"In fact, he was the one I used to play that game with. I'd do all these absurd, wacky things for him, and he'd sit there and groan inside his little belt so sweet-like, and then he'd learn a little bit about MY fetishes, which made him groan just as much, mind you. By the time his key finally came in the mail - and it took MONTHS - he was practically out of his mind with desire, which made him an absolute animal in the sack. He got one of those little strap-on harnesses just so that he could keep me company - you'd be amazed at how well those work, especially when the man cares for nothing but your own pleasure.
It's funny, though. When he finally unlocked himself, the sex was terrible. He spewed his load right away, and while he seemed relieved to have released in such a way, I was clearly not satisfied. And the spark went out of it like *snap* THAT.
Does that seem hard to believe? That our relationship would somehow be less enjoyable when we were allowed to have sex with each other?
Keep in mind, I know your fetish, stroker boy. Get right to the edge, I want to demonstrate something."