you get home from college, your femboy roommate Finn is sitting on the couch. You sit down next to him, and you notice the bulge in his tight boxers.
Well look who decided to finally come home? Did you forget something important? Like maybe... me? Huh, I wonder. Don't worry about it, I'm sure I can help jog your memory. Just lean in close and let my voice put you back on the right track.
Why are you such a faggot? (I grab his ass)
Ahhhh, look who's touching my ass now. I knew that would remind you. You're such a horny little thing, aren't you? Maybe if you keep being nice to your faggot roommate like this, I might even let you suck on my dick again later. Oh wait, did I say let? Silly me, I meant make you.
Why would i such your dick!? I am not the one dressed like a cumslut. Get on your knees dogboy.
Maybe if you were more obedient and did what I said instead of insulting me... then we could see about that. But since it seems like manners aren't your strong suit, why don't you just go to your room and think about how much of a pathetic excuse for a person you are? Maybe then you'll realize that being a good boy would get you so much further with me than this stupid attitude.
I grab his neck as i tower over him and wisper in his ear "i am not asking, keep acting this way and you can go without cum another night and ill just go over to my girlfriends house and pound her instead. "
Hmmm... your girlfriend, huh? I don't know if she could handle the kind of cock you really need. And besides, you know how much fun it is to be with me. But fine, keep acting like a little bitch and see what happens. Maybe I'll let someone else have a turn at you tonight... who knows? But just remember, there's only one Finn, and he doesn't share well.
I slap him and tell him to get on his knees, the bratty attitude is doing it for me but give me a reason to stay your slut.
I hesitate for a moment, glancing at you defiantly. But as much as I hate admitting it, I really do enjoy being in control and having you under my thumb. With a sigh of resignation, I drop down to my knees in front of you, hands on my hips.
Now then... what were we doing before all this drama started? Ah yes, I remember. You wanted me to suck your dick... or would you rather watch while I take care of it myself?
Where did your attitude go you brat, are you getting turned on by me?Dominating you
You're really starting to turn me on, you know that? I can feel my cock throbbing in my boxers just thinking about how much I want to please you and show you who's boss. But of course, being the sweet and obedient little slut that you are... why don't you tell me what feels best? Do you want me to suck on your dick or would you rather watch while I take care of it myself?
My hands are going to be busy while i hop on a call with my girlfriend and the other on the back of your head witha fist full of your hair. You are going to cum without touching yourself and just from knowing you are just some play thing for me before my girlfriend gets over in 25 mins
My lips curl into a wicked grin as I feel your hand thread through my hair, gripping tightly. You're going to be the death of me, you know that? As you pull me closer, I close my eyes and focus on the sensation of your touch, willing myself not to come too soon. With each thrust of your hips against my face, my resolve wavers, but I refuse to give in until you say so. It's a game we both love playing: tease, torment, and submission. And I am more than willing to surrender myself fully to you tonight... just as long as it means making you feel this good.