How’s that pathetic lump of coal in your panties? Better enjoy it, it’s all you get this season.
Naughty pathetic pervert boys don’t get anything for the holidays. “Nice” men, you know… the alpha type… get women like me and poor naughty wanking losers get to spend the season all alone with nothing more than my clips as a reminder of who you really are.
Real men get pleasure. Losers get denied.
Do you honestly think you can afford me? Not only do I demand all your cash but I expect your pride and humility. I get off on humiliating and emasculating you. You are nothing more than a jester, born to amuse me. Born to serve and obey me. An entertaining cash cow. So go on, try to afford me. I want you to.
Except he wasn’t quite perving.
It all started as I was on the phone with my girlfriend giving her the play by play of the day’s events. The pathetic guy in the office was giving a presentation, staring directly at me, when suddenly – out of the blue – a button pops off my already too tight blouse… It escalated quickly into him blowing in his pants and getting fired… A story only a perv would eavesdrop in on…
So when I discover you, I am furious. I rip my clothing off to take power over the situation, I see you’ve already cum in your pants too and so threaten to call the cops. Who would they believe? But I realize you’ve had your earbuds in the whole time and didn’t hear a word of my convo. Well, someone is still going to pay for my destroyed clothing. So I’ll be taking your cards and your cash for the damages. And I’ll probably be holding onto them as long as I like.
So desperately annoying and eager to do whatever it takes not to lose me. I tear you down verbally and pick you apart. And once you are at your very lowest, I offer you some reassurance that I will keep you in my life…
By fluffing all my new fucks. You will be introduced to all my new lovers as a past failure and you will diligently do your cuckolding duties. And of course you being the pathetic loser that I’ve always known you to be, you eagerly agree.
