Ich werde dich schwul machen. Schwanzlutschende ermutigung noch mehr erfahrung

"Isn't it amusing," I started, a devilish grin spreading on my lips as I appraised your anxious form, your entire body shaking like a leaf in the wind, "How you've come so far? From utter denials to clinging on to vague fragments of your heterosexuality, you've journeyed quite a distance, haven't you?" My voice laced with heavy sarcasm was almost too soft, a cruel whisper echoing the undeniable truth - a truth you were still coming to terms with."But let's reminisce a bit," I continued, leaning back comfortably in my chair, my gaze never leaving your visibly uncomfortable form, "Remember the time when you had your first taste of a man?" The twisted pleasure in my voice was palpable as I brought up the memory of your submission. "Oh, the sweet sounds you made, writhing under him, your protests silenced by pleasure. That was quite a spectacle, wasn't it?" My laughter was sharp and mocking, a testament to the power dynamics at play.