It’s never in need of me, there are many options, yet sometimes it chooses to be in me. I know this is my place, because what else makes me feel so good?
Masters cock fills me more than anything or anyone. It alone gives me purpose. I exist solely to take it in. That is what my body is built for, I almost do not need a mind.
When I have troubling thoughts, masters cock takes them away. Removes any unnecessary oxygen from my head until I’m happy again and can’t think of my problem. It is the solution to everything in my life.
Every day I wait for masters cock to come home. On my knees for the return. Until finally the door opens and I get purpose again. It fills me and makes me warm and weak. It also always leaks into me, but master says this is my reward.
I can not live without my masters cock. It is my master, and I am it’s tool….
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/prqf1e/masters_cock_fm_short_slice_of_life