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there’s something almost sexual about jacking off

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cock rings? aren’t you gonna answer?

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gives you a badjob. a weirdjob. doing some unusual shit to your penis.

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It isn't compensatory, it is to symbolise how big your dick is <3

That is a private matter; everyone who needs to be concerned about it already has access to the relevant information, and I have nothing to prove to other people.

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Imagine how sweetly he would struggle if one were to rip away his senses. No use talking back when your voice would just be swallowed by the Darkness.

He would be such a lovely little victim if one could break that dreadful will of his.

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He would be such a lovely little victim if one could break that dreadful will of his.

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He really needs to be properly put in his place..

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one must imagine sisyphus grinding his penis on the rock, moaning wantonly

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Ok but if I was the reigning monarch I’d keep SO MANY old, evil chancellors on the paylist. Yes, they want to usurp the throne and try to manipulate me every single second, but they are just so charming and sleazy and dramatic that I can’t help but love them. I smile and compliment them of their services to the realm and giggle and bat my lashes when they flatter me and kiss my hand, and I pretend not to know that they are snickering evilly and rubbing their grabby hands together and bursting out into evil little musical numbers every time I turn my back. Besides, they are so narcissistic that they are incapable of any genuine cooperation, so most of the time they stab each other in the back and their plans just cancel each other out.

I’d also fuck them and give them soooo much attention. I’d beg for them and moan how much I love them, all heart-eyed, while they pound into me and look at me with such obviously evil, smug smirks on their faces, like I’d be a dumb slut they finally have on the palm of their hand. And of course I’d let each of them think that I didn’t hear their evil little post-coital monologues: “Oh yes! My plans are coming to fruition! Now that Her Majesty has been seduced and stolen away from the Royal Secretary Le Sinistre, I, Chamberlain Malicious, shall become the royal consort in no time!”

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Oh, darling. I understand you are ashamed of your lustful thoughts. We all have them; as long as you admit them to me, God will forgive you.

Go on, tell me everything. Spare no detail--and if you hear the shuffling of cloth and soft moans from the other side of the confession booth, then there's nothing for it, is there?

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you realise that to the boy this is 100% way better than sex

I'm sure it is.

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I must admit, the idea does frighten me. Though, for some reason, I do not find that to be enough to dissuade me. Perhaps I am simply just as curious, or perhaps there is more to it.

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Ah. Well it is, uh, flattering that you think that way about it.

I hope you are aware that no one else should be permitting know anything that you uncover. It is.. highly personal.

Father,

My apologies if I'm being terribly rude in inquiring, but, ah, your mention of interspecies breeding has me intrigued. Not—not intrigued as to participating in the act itself, I've no interest in carrying children whatsoever, but... well. I'm a curious man, and there are very few people I know with such overtly supernatural origins and features. I was wondering if you might permit me even the slightest study of you?

Yours,

Elliott

You wish to study me? What exactly does that entail? I cannot say I find the concept completely objectionable, but I certainly can't agree to something like that without knowing what I would be getting myself into.

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I am honoured that you are so curious about me. I cannot imagine that you will learn hardly anything, though. I'm afraid I can't even offer you much particularly helpful insight, as I do not know about my own biology. I hope that you will not be let down when I am not so interesting as you imagine.

Father,

My apologies if I'm being terribly rude in inquiring, but, ah, your mention of interspecies breeding has me intrigued. Not—not intrigued as to participating in the act itself, I've no interest in carrying children whatsoever, but... well. I'm a curious man, and there are very few people I know with such overtly supernatural origins and features. I was wondering if you might permit me even the slightest study of you?

Yours,

Elliott

You wish to study me? What exactly does that entail? I cannot say I find the concept completely objectionable, but I certainly can't agree to something like that without knowing what I would be getting myself into.

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Hm..

Perhaps we could work something out. I couldn't possibly allow this to happen anywhere besides my own residence, more as a safety measure than anything and really more for your sake. There is nowhere else I know that the Eye is forced to turn from and if it's Gaze were to land on me, however accidentally, not only would it be unfortunate for me to experience but I could not guarantee you would come out unscathed; if you did survive such a reaction at all.

Father,

My apologies if I'm being terribly rude in inquiring, but, ah, your mention of interspecies breeding has me intrigued. Not—not intrigued as to participating in the act itself, I've no interest in carrying children whatsoever, but... well. I'm a curious man, and there are very few people I know with such overtly supernatural origins and features. I was wondering if you might permit me even the slightest study of you?

Yours,

Elliott

You wish to study me? What exactly does that entail? I cannot say I find the concept completely objectionable, but I certainly can't agree to something like that without knowing what I would be getting myself into.

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Father,

My apologies if I'm being terribly rude in inquiring, but, ah, your mention of interspecies breeding has me intrigued. Not—not intrigued as to participating in the act itself, I've no interest in carrying children whatsoever, but... well. I'm a curious man, and there are very few people I know with such overtly supernatural origins and features. I was wondering if you might permit me even the slightest study of you?

Yours,

Elliott

You wish to study me? What exactly does that entail? I cannot say I find the concept completely objectionable, but I certainly can't agree to something like that without knowing what I would be getting myself into.