"Anything, you say?"

Before you have the chance to act, Eric says "You'll do anything? Well that's hard to turn down, but I'm not convinced yet. Keep begging for now and let's see if I accept." You pause. He's enjoying this, but you have ****.

"Please, please, please, Eric. Please give me back control, I'm begging you. I'll do whatever you want, just please give it back."

Eric frowns. "Proper begging is done on your knees I think. Wouldn't you agree?" You hesitate, but sink to your knees, repeating your pleas, but he cuts you off. "You want control back?"

You nod. "Yes please."

He smiles. "Control over what?"

You pause again. He's going to make this as painful as possible for you. "Of my penis. Please give me control of my penis back to me."

Scowling, he says "Just say 'cock' man. I don't like this begging."

You feel your chance for freedom slipping away. "Sorry! I meant... c-cock. Please give me back control over my... cock."

"That's more like it. I guess right now I do have control over your cock. That's what you want, right?" You nod. "And if I have control over your cock, it's almost like... it's mine, right? Does that make sense?" You hesitate, but figure you need to give him what he wants. You nod again. "No, I want to hear you say it." He looks down at you.

You breathe in, and whisper "Yes, that makes sense. It's yours."

He feigns hard of hearing. "Sorry, what's mine? Please use full sentences."

Gritting your teeth, you speak up. "My pen- cock is yours. You have control over it so it's yours."

He smiles. "Good boy. Yes your cock is mine. And I think before I let you have it back, I want to play with it a bit."