YOU CAN ONLY STARE DEATH IN THE FACE SO MANY TIMES BEFORE IT STARTS GETTING OLD

babygirlboybarry giving us extra cash begging us to do the full kink routine on him:

dress him up in the prettiest lace, tie him up all exposed and helpless, cock locked away safely in a cage, inflatable plug nestled snugly in his tight hole. We'd take turns playing with the plug, seeing who gets more pumps into it before our babygirlboy cant take it anymore. And, well, just one extra pump on top of that for good measure. Speaking of inflatable things, won't it be fun to see how long our babygirlboy manages with a strap gag down his throat and buckled tightly around his silly littly head. Can he hold it for a minute without tapping out? Well he'd better try because that's the only way he'll get permission to cum. Someday, anyway, if we feel like it. Those tiny, juicy, perfectly formed nipples? Just begging for some clamps (once were done pulling and twisting them with our own hands). And when the clamps are finally off, those cherry nips will be oh so tenderized for the lace of the bodice to rub against them, for fragrant candle wax to drip over them. It's not as painful as the clamps were, but more insidious, more maddening, and so much sweeter for us to look at. That's what you wanted, babygirl, isnt it? To forget who you are, to be tormented with pain and pleasure to the brink of oblivion.

A blindfold will come in handy for the oblivion part. And we've woefully ignored babygirl's cock that's been trapped all this time, leaking all over the cage and his soft thighs. So the cage comes off, replaced instead by a ribbon. It's the prettiest silken ribbon, such a great fit for our little beauty, but most importantly it goes tightly against his balls so that we don't get any unfortunate accidents. And it works so well for the other games we have in store. We'll take turns spanking our sweet blindfolded boygirl, five spanks per turn, and he has to guess who it was. For every correct guess he'll get a single stroke of his cock, proper, hilt to the tip, indentations of a darker red from the cage bars still traceable along the shaft. Each wrong answer gets you the cattle prod, babyboy, so you better pay attention.

But it's not all torment from us, sweetheart. We'll kiss away the tears on your cheeks once the blindfold's off and stroke your hair and soothe the lovely bruised bottom of yours and finger your prostate until the pleasure is so inescapable and overwhelming that your cock begins leaking cum without an actual orgasm. What, has our darling never been milked before? Well, it’s an honor to be your first. And after the first batch, we’ll take it up a notch. Fingering won’t do it now, what with the overstimulation, but that’s why we have this lovely vibrator here whose curve will lodge perfectly against your swollen, overworked prostate. Surely there’s more that we can get out of you: more cum, more tears, more sweat, more begging and pleading and whimpering, lips trembling, blue eyes alight with fear and lust and awe. It’s a long night, and you did pay us well, baby.

goodmorning. never in my life have i gotten an ask like this. woah. this is filthy! very interesting! never seen that pic of barry,, def looking like a lady of the night lmao