Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I remember the day I first laid eyes on your microscopic member. I couldn’t help but laugh at the pitiful sight. It looked like a shriveled up prune, a sad little nub that could barely be called a manhood. And the way it flopped around futilely, as if it thought it had a chance at bringing anyone pleasure. How adorable. And yet, how pathetic.
You tried to protest when I first threatened to cage that tiny prick of yours. “What if I get aroused?” you whined. As if your pathetic arousal meant anything to me. The only function your dick has is to bring me amusement now.
Your Microscopic Member
When it came time to fit the cage on you, you trembled and whimpered. “Please Diana, no!” you begged. But I just grabbed your pathetic little clitty and shoved it into the cold metal confines. I locked it up tight, making sure the key was safely out of your reach. You belonged to me now, in every possible way.
Looking at you there, whimpering and sniffling, your dick safely locked away, I couldn’t help but feel a rush of power and satisfaction. You were mine now, nothing but a plaything for me to toy with as I pleased. That tiny, dickless wonder you called a groin was now my property, to use as I saw fit.
And I plan to use it, oh yes. I’ll make you do all manner of humiliating tasks with your dickless crotch. Lap at my feet, worship my toes, maybe even service my ass with that tongue, if you’re lucky. And if you behave well enough, maybe I’ll let you watch me pleasure my girlfriends with real men. Men with actual dicks. So you can see what you’re missing, pathetic worm.
But for now, just sit there and whimper. Your dick cage is far too small for your sad, scrunchy little penis, and it’s aching for release. But that release is never coming, not anymore. Your dick belongs to me, and you belong to me. And I’m going to use you for my own twisted amusement. I’m Diana, your Goddess, and I always get what I want.
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248