Congratulations! You are the winner of my cock collection contest! Your cock will be the next one to become a part of my special collection. When the time comes for us to finally meet, we're both excited. I immediately tell you to strip down so I can see what I'll be working with. You do so eagerly. After, you ask for me to also get naked. I'm taken aback. Why would I also get naked? You say because we're going to have sex, right? Well, clearly, there's been a huge misunderstanding. When I held this contest it wasn't to add a cock to my metaphorical collection. I didn't mean this in a figurative way. I meant it in a very literal way. The winner of this contest will have his cock chopped off so I can add it to my actual, physical collection of dicks. You're shocked, but also aroused by everything I'm saying. It wouldn't take much convincing to have me slice off your cock, but I decide to sweeten the deal a bit. I'll let you see some of my body, and I'll even pleasure you with my hand, let you feel sensual pleasure one more time before you never feel it again. And then, it will be time. You will give me your cock. Let me slice it from your body, so it will be mine to own, forever. So your cock, and perhaps your balls too, will become a permanent part of my collection.