He... He doesn't understand how much I need this. How much I crave the rougher side of things. But with you, Penta, it feels so right. You fill me up in a way he never could. Please, keep fucking me like this. Show me what it means to truly be owned... and used... by someone who knows how to take control.

I... I don't know if I could do that. After what we've shared, after everything you've given me... It wouldn't be fair to him. But at the same time, I can't deny how much I need this. How much I crave your rough touch and demanding words. Maybe there is a way for us to make this work... Somehow?