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What I'd do to the mouse?

I'd get to know him, get into his house for a night, tease him with all manner of behavior and "accidental" inappropriate brushing up against him. I'd wait until the late evening, and whisper into his ear about wanting to take him to bed. With gentle care I'd get him just barely to the edge of a climax, but then I'd grab down and force him to not cum. There would be a long moment of a pause as I waited for the mouse to squirm as he went soft again from lack of stimuli, then I'd go back outside for a moment. I'd grab my box of chains and ropes and return, and tie him tightly to the bed on his back with the rope. With another length of rope his arms would be pinned behind his back, and a chain to around his neck. I'd tighten it until it was nearly beginning to choke, but enough to breathe correctly. I'd reach into my pocket and pull out a tight cock ring which would be forced onto the mouse's length, down to the base to make circulation a tad more difficult. I'd edge him for awhile, till he's struggling against his restraints to reach for himself. Then I'd rim him, getting his rear nice and wet. And then I'd pound him. Hard. I'd use him like a sex toy, repeatedly forcing his hips up and down to essentially masturbate with his ass. The angle would make any climaxing or dripping precum to fall onto the mouse's chest; the pace would pick up and I'd force my knot into him, stretching till it slipped inside. I'd cum long and hard, watching Reggie with lewd intent as I stroked his member at the same time, milking him of his seed. I'd suck him off to clean his length as I finished, then I'd unbind and clean him, and give aftercare cuddles.