Spanked and Milked on All Fours

I’ve caught you stroking your cock without my permission. Tisk tisk, little slave. You should know better than that. There’s only one way you’re going to learn your lesson: helpless, naked, and bent over my knee. I love the way you whimper when I strike your tender bottom with my hard little hand. Your body is mine to enjoy. Every bit of it. That isn’t your cock between your legs, and every drop of cum in those balls belongs to me. Shall I demonstrate the full extent of my ownership? Get on all fours up here on the table and arch that ass up nicely for me. I want easy access for my lubed up fingers. Don’t even dare to protest. That tight asshole, your quivering thighs, and even your sense of violation belong to me and me alone. Do you feel that pressure inside you as I caress your prostate? That overwhelming shudder of impending release? I know you’re feeling vulnerable, frightened, and unwilling to give up your cum, but that isn’t your decision anymore. I’m the one who calls the shots. I’m going to drain those balls by force, so you can’t distract yourself anymore with self-pleasure behind my back. There isn’t a man born who can resist my milking technique. Yes, even your orgasms belong to me, and you’ll cum exactly when I want you to, boy. Now lick up your shame.