What’s your order?

Want to join her~?

Who’s next?

♡ + ↺ + 🖼️ 𝟎%: Never. No. Leave. 𝟏𝟎%: Hard pass 𝟐𝟎%: No thanks 𝟑𝟎%: I've seen worse 𝟒𝟎%: Okay 𝟓𝟎%: Cute 𝟔𝟎%: Hot 𝟕𝟎%: Might fuck 𝟖𝟎%: Would fuck 𝟗𝟎%: Must fuck 𝟏𝟎𝟎%: Why aren’t we fucking right now?! 𝟏𝟏𝟎%: Marry me! (Stolen)

Did you miss me?

How badly do you want to worship me?

Oh really? Why should I let someone as pathetic as you worship me?

Do you like what you see?

“Look at you stuttering, not very ‘alpha’ of you is it?” Mia looked down at Rowan, her muscular form towering over him. “If you’re going to worship me, I need to see what I’m working with. Strip for me, simp.”

“I asked if you understood. Not if it hurt.” Her grip got a little tighter, she wasn’t going to go easy on him. He needed to learn. “If you want to worship me you need to understand the pain of disobedience. And be grateful it’s just my hand, not the tip of my heel there.”

“Good.” Mia had found pain to be a very good motivator. She finally let his balls go, her hand lightly tracing over his stiffened shaft. A smirk emerging on her face. “Such a large cock for a pathetic boy. A waste. I bet you want to put it inside me don’t you?”