So smooth and wet

Ever since I made Logan shave, he’s been different.

Not just in how he looks—completely smooth, completely exposed—but in how he thinks.

More submissive. More desperate. More willing to be turned into exactly what I want him to be.

Now, every time he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror, he can’t help it.

He sees that bare, helpless body.

Sees what I made him into.

And his cock twitches.

Hardens.

Throbs.

Before he even realizes it, his hand is between his legs, stroking himself like the pathetic, needy little slut he’s become.

Touching himself just because I made him this way.

Because he knows he doesn’t belong to himself anymore.

He’s mine.

Shaved, smooth, and aching for permission to cum—just because he caught sight of the good boy I forced him to become.

Logan doesn't just accept it.

He craves it.

And every pathetic little gasp he makes while he rubs himself proves it. He gets so worked up being daddys little slut he has to get in the shower to cool down. But I mean come on, does it actually work? Fuck no, he just continues being a bitch in heat there.