I want something of yours. I want something that is very special to you. Your most prized possession. I want your manhood. More specifically, I want your c*ck and b*lls. I want to rip them from your body. I want to cut them off and place them in a jar and add them, the very essence of your manliness, to my collection.

And you want to give me what I want, don't you? You want to give me your manhood so that a piece of you will forever belong to me. I can see that's what you want.

I want to slice it off, cut it off, chop it off. Heh, there's something so alluring about just saying it. But, I have a very particular method in mind. First it will be your b*lls to go. I'll slice into you before reaching in and taking your b*lls out. Then, off with your d*ck. I'll make sure to take my time with both. After all, this is going to be a very special moment for the both of us. I wouldn't want to rush it.

But before I do the deed, I'll allow you some pleasure. I'll let you stroke your own c*ck as I tell you exactly how to do it. I'll even take my top off. Not that you need anything more to turn you on. I can see that your d*ck is already hard in anticipation of it's removal.

You will stroke yourself, build yourself up at my instruction. I want you to really feel every single wave of pleasure that courses throughout your body, intensified by the fact that it will be your last moments that you will ever feel such a pleasure.

Don't think I am going to let you c*m, though. I may be nice enough to let you have some pleasure, but I'm certainly not that nice. Think of this as the ultimate *rgasm denial. Although, in a way, you will be having release. The release of your manhood from your body. I think that kind of release is much more satisfactory than an *rgasm, anyway.

Once you're built up, once your body is flooded with pleasure, then we will begin. And, at least then you will be able to feel my small, soft hand on your c*ck before it is gone and a part of my collection.

Owning Your Manhood