From this moment on, Valentine’s Day belongs to Me. No romance, no affection—you don’t deserve any of that. This is your real Valentine’s Day. A night of filth, humiliation, and complete submission to Me, planned down to the last degrading detail.
I’ve crafted your perfect date, but you have preparations to make first. You’ll shop, you’ll set the mood, you’ll dress yourself up exactly how I want. You’ll kneel before Me, plugged, and surrounded by the pathetic little Valentine’s spread you prepared just for this moment.
Then, the real night begins. A custom gay porn playlist I curated just for you, mantras whispered in desperation, deepthroating, ass training, messy, degrading tasks that push your limits further than ever before. By the time dessert is served, you’ll be so far gone you won’t even hesitate. Chocolate, cum, and submission—all consumed in My honor.
And when it’s over, you’ll sit in your mess, whispering your final, pathetic thank you. Because next year, and every year after that, Valentine’s Day will never mean love to you again. It will only mean Me.