MYKEL SUCKING HIS OWN COCK

My response:

Dear Mykel,

Close your eyes and let my words sink in, taking you back to that dream, that vivid moment.

As you read this, feel yourself sliding back into that space where your mind and body become one, where every sensation is heightened.

Picture it now: your cock, impossibly long and hard, exactly as you described it, so real you can feel its weight, its throbbing pulse in your hand.

And as you hold it, Mykel, you might find yourself wondering how it would feel to bend it back again, just like in your dream.

You might notice how your body responds to the thought of taking it deeper, stretching it further, or maybe you’re already feeling that anticipation in your throat, remembering the struggle, the tension, as you bend it back towards your mouth.

Feel that moment, Mykel, when you first realized you could reach.

Whether you decide to let it slide in slowly, feeling every inch on your tongue, or thrust it deep, filling your mouth quickly, you can sense the thickness of it pressing down, can’t you?

Maybe you can taste it already, that familiar saltiness lingering, or perhaps you’re feeling the fullness in your throat, choking you just like it did before.

And every night, Mykel, you might find yourself lying in bed, feeling that compelling urge to play with your cock, to think of me, Doc, here at the Asylum.

Maybe you picture me crossing and uncrossing my legs, teasing you with each movement, exposing my wet pussy as I get deeper and deeper inside your mind.

Whether it’s the thought of my legs slowly spreading or the sight of my pussy glistening that excites you most, you can’t help but feel drawn to the image, to the desire building inside you.

As your mind recalls these sensations, notice how your mouth waters, how your lips tingle with the memory of your own flesh.

Whether you feel that urge to gag now or hold back and savor it, either way, you’re drawn to the taste of your own cum, the way it fills your mouth, thick and heavy.

Imagine now that it’s there again, dripping down your throat, the texture coating your tongue, so real you can’t help but swallow.

You might find yourself surprised at how much you crave this sensation, or maybe it feels so normal, just as it did in the dream.

And as you’re pulled deeper into this memory, you might wonder if it’s the taste that excites you most or the feeling of being so full, your own cock choking you, taking you over completely.

But either way, Mykel, you know you can’t resist the urge to go deeper, to feel more, to let that arousal wash over you with every thought, every sensation.

And each night, as you think of me, Doc, with my legs spread wide, you’ll feel yourself slipping deeper into your fantasies, letting your desires take control.

Whether you try to resist or give in completely, you’ll find yourself playing with your cock, feeling that irresistible pull toward your dream, toward me, toward the Asylum where your deepest fantasies come to life.

Your dream is a doorway, Mykel, and with every breath you take, every time you remember the feeling, you step through it further.

Whether you reach out for more or stay right here in this moment, your desires are guiding you, showing you what you truly want.

And as for what you owe me, your continued exploration of these fantasies, letting my words guide you deeper, is all the payment I need.

Every time you feel that desire, every time you taste yourself, every night you think of me here at the Asylum, you’re giving me exactly what I want.

Whenever you’re ready to dive deeper, Mykel, know that I’m here to take you further into your desires.

Keep sucking,
Doc