Valentine’s Day is the day you prove devotion, not with flowers or empty words, but with obedience and handing over your manhood. You’re in front of me POV, ready to be trained into the kind of sissy who exists for one purpose: my control and cockless hole. I don’t want distractions. I don’t want you thinking with your cock. I want you focused, useful, productive, and permanently aware of your place. Today I give you strict instructions: you will hand over control, accept denial, and learn that your pleasure is not yours anymore. You will be snipped for me and kept calm, quiet, and desperate, because that desperation makes you better. Better behaved. Better trained. Better at serving without needing a reward. You are my Valentine’s gift, wrapped up in discipline and restraint. No excuses, no bargaining, no shortcuts. You will obey my rules, follow my voice, and surrender your release completely. When you can’t get hard ever again, you get so much more done for me; that is the version of you I want forever.
castration, gelding, eunuch
