It's been weeks and I can still feel him squirm trying to fight it. Damn, he's persistent. Maybe if my magic were stronger I could force him into submission and be the braindead cock he is supposed to be. But, truth be told, I kind of like it.
Feeling him move down their gives me a rush like I didn't have before. It makes me feel like I am in control, powerful. When I jack him off he stops, so I know he's probably secretly loving it, but sometimes if I go a few too many hours without giving him attention, he starts squirming and getting all hard and shit.
As punishment I edged him for four hours yesterday. I haven't felt him wiggle for more than a second or two here and there. Maybe he's finally getting the picture.
Lucky for him, he's going to get to experience a whole new world of pleasure later today. I saw some twink inmate checking me out in the showers. I nearly went over to him then and there and asked him to bend over, but I figured I'd really milk it. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and I know that the former security guard had been thinking about this guy ever since.
That's right, cock, might as well get used to it, because you aren't going anywhere.
