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My slave is merely an item. A face seat cushion, A doorway mat, a bed. I typically ignore him in healing him, but I take sadistic delight in objectifying him in ways that are creative. An “it”. While talking about the telephone, full weight on his face sits. He’s got to lift me enough to find a bit of atmosphere. While making out fucking my fan I stand him on. I lay on top of him while getting fucked, with no respect for feelings or his comfort. I create him fluff my lovers penis but hes so worthless that he doesnt do it well (probably because he believes hes”straight”) so that I make him my cum-dumpster. I understand how much he hates the taste of cum, the idea of getting cum on his mouth is horrifying. Ha ha!
