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Who wears the Pants in the Male-Female dynamic is an age-old question: the tribal matriarchy enforced Womanly superiority by feminine modesty protecting clothes while forcing men to wear a skimpy thong which kept muscular glutes bared to their Womenfolk[ & superiors] while having a loincloth which kept that engine of Masculine lust the Lingam/ Phallus covered demurely thus emasculating/castrating masculine ego ab initio!!!
I am Millicent Kom, registered nurse, Manager, ex Sis-in-Law, Milker in Chief and Keyholdress of World Champ John!!!!
as you can see Dahling viewers/readers, got myself a new Tattoo on my left arm!!! I hold the Rattan Canehand in my relationship wield the Cane like a Regal Sceptre Ladying it above my World-beater Gold-medallist Athlete Sub/Slaveboy/Subject whimperin@Ft.
see poor John's predicament: he was raised in women dominated environment being groped/bottom-pinched by gals all his youth!!
When he became big: I popped into the picture with lube, glove, finger'n cane: ergo he was depantsed again!?! Cruel, unjust...unfair!!? His needy Prostate Gland/Mooldhara Chakra betrayed his ego/dignity/male chauvinism and he surrendered @ my feet.com!!!
Who shd wear the Pants: Illustration3. I Queen Millicent colonized his Ass, Soul'n Butthole!!!!
I spanked his ass, I milked his prostate, I locked up his penis, I slapped him, I yelled at him, I refused to relent'n unlock him, … my bigger, stronger, taller, muscular, elder Bro-in-Law imploded/surrendered/howled like a spanked lil' sissy!!!!
Her Cruel Majesty invades Her Sub[ordinate's]/Sub[ject's] vulnerable, defenceless, inviting anus mercilessly!!!!
Ouch: that hurts, Mistress Sister in Law! squeaked the wimp. CRACK! thundered Majestic Tennis arm/palm on muscled glute glistening with lube. BUB-BUB-BLUB- blubbered my hapless prisoner making no move to escape his weaker Royal Captor/Monarch.
A registered nurse knows how to milk her male patient's liquid pre-cum from excited/swollen/distended prostate!!!!
In Traditional Indian Medicine: it is called Mooldhara Chakra'n this Khasi tribal Baptist good gal knows enough of traditional meds too!!! Soon he was moaning like a well-fucked, coy new bride as I alternated pleasure with smart slaps on his hunky butt!
every World Champ athlete is a slaveboy to lucrativeTV sponsors and John was no exception......
His legions of swooning female fans were in love with his naked glutes so he was forced to fight in tribal, skimpy loincloth with 'I,Pig' tattooed on butt! The Gals, bless'em found a powerful male who acknowledged his Piggishness more appealing!!!!!
he was forced to wear skimpy,skirt-like loincloth, do dishes...........then sinking to knees in front of Her Royal Majesty:
his accomplished tongue paid oral homage to Her Clit/Womanhood/Cruel Majesty! When he knelt his 8" height advantage was castrated he was just 'nother nude, nubile Nubian slave desperately pleasing his Empress, terrified of Her Cruel Cane!!!
But the devilish Queen Millicent Lom, his Sovereign lashed his naked buttocks again'n again....esp. overI Pig tattoo!!!
John the fearless warrier was a teary, broken wreck @ the feet of his Cruel Dominatrix: who showed off her Pet's total obedience, humiliation'n subjugation to other matrarchial Khasi Ladies. They loved his medals'n lusted after his glistening glutes !!!
his lady fans/ Khasi Dommes were frustrated @ Queen Millie's Total Ownership over John's Cock-Balls-Asshole!!!
When not in the Ring: Her Majesty kept Her Property chastity-belted/butt-plugged so asto always be in Subzone @ Her beck'n call! He would not dare to smoke nicotine/narcotics/drink alcohol/fuck women/disobey Millie as Her most devoted/loyal pet/sextoy!
Sometimes Her Majesty and Pet would disappear into the hilly tracts of dense jungles for days on end......
there was no questioning who wore the Pants: She did!!! She milked him, he orally worshipped Her: She brutally caned him!!! But even tho' he howled like a wailing banshee bitch She really did not cut flesh as badly as a shrouded Sharia Police Caner/Aceh?
His sponsors ordered him to keep his hair long: with red whipped glutes, piteous girly wail,Millie felt Lezdom!?!
From backside as he jogged up North-eastern Himalayas, consistently getting lashed,whipped,slashed by Her Queenly Rattan, whimpering girlishly, long haired Mistress often thought John was a sissy transvestite/lezzie painslut in Her Fantasy!!!
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