Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

How do you make yourself drip precum constantly?

I assume you mean yourself. I have a very concrete answer for you: Skin-to-skin touch with a woman (or a man if you prefer but I’m going to go ahead and assume woman.)

Being locked up for days/weeks is usually enough to cause a man to start dripping. Watching porn while locked will do it too. But nothing compares to rolling around in bed with a woman, letting your leg slide between hers, your hand slither up her tummy and around her breast, feeling her lean into you with her soft skin, sensing her leg wrap around you. Skin-to-skin contact, in my extensive experience, gets the precum flowing like nothing else. Kissing deeply and passionately at the same time is yet another level up.

I do so enjoy turning on a poor locked boy’s facet and leaving it running.

The Enchantress: One for the Road

The hero crawls through the bushels, escaping the enchantress’s domain toward freedom…

Unfortunately as he peeks out of the bush he sees the enchantress’s legs, which, as he looks up, are evidently connected to the rest of her. She smiles down at him, hands on her hips.

Enchantress: Escaping, are you?

Hero: … Damn it.

She kneels down and lifts his face by the chin. She chuckles.

Enchantress: Oh, worry not. I’ve already had my fun. Last night you were conquered thoroughly and fairly, so you are free to leave. But have one for the road…

She gives him a quick, tingling kiss on the lips before vanishing.

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Later on, as he ventures toward the closest town, he is stopped by a band of orcs and their tamed red spotted leopards. He draws his sword.

Hero: I have no quarrel with you, orc men. Let me be and I’ll… I’ll… O-Oh God…

The orcs stare at the strange man in confusion as he doubles down and falls to his knees, moaning and squirming like a mad man in heat… Then they watch in horror as his pants stain… They flee, believing him to be either ill of body or ill of mind.

Hero: D-DAMN YOU, ENCHANTRESS!

Far away, the enchantress sips a cup of chamomile tea and watches the hero in her crystal orb.

Enchantress: I did tell him it was for the road… Why did he not heed my warning. Tsk tsk.

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[When a woman kisses you and calls it “one for the road” what does that even mean???]