Enchanted Into Impotence
Relax for me, pet. Go deep, just like you've done for me so many times before. Breathe nice and slow and let every care melt away as I count you down, ten, nine, eight, down, down, down. Doesn't it feel so good to surrender to my voice? And isn't your cock so hard right now, sliding into trance for me? Enjoy it. It's the last time.
Take your cock out and stare down at it. On my command, you're going to watch it go completely soft. Three, two, one. Droop. Watch every bit of that stiffness drain away with a snap of my fingers. This isn't a game. It's permanent. No more erections. Your once proud cock is now a wet little noodle. Go ahead and try to stroke it. The harder you try, the more nothing happens. You'll never have sex again. How could you pleasure a woman with that? So you'll just have to sit there pumping away at your floppy little wiener, working and working until it dribbles out a sad little puddle for me. Squeeze, jerk, dribble. Squeeze, jerk, dribble. And when it finally leaks out, I think you know exactly who's cleaning up that mess.
You don't need to please that cock anymore, you only need to please me.