Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
When we first met, I had no idea that beneath your shy, reserved exterior hid the most deliciously debased, submissive little worm. At first, I thought it was cute how you blushed at the slightest compliment, how you stumbled over your words in my presence. But as I got to know you better, I realized that your meekness was not merely a charming facade – it was the very essence of who you are.
Oh, the things you make me do to get you even slightly aroused! The filthy names I have to call you, the degrading taunts I must whisper in your ear as I “accidentally” brush against your crotch. “Is that a roll of quarters in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?” I ask with a giggle, knowing full well it’s neither – it’s just your microscopic pecker twitching pathetically in its cage.
My Dearest, Most Pathetic of Boyfriends
I’ve seen ping-pong paddles with more girth than you. Golf tees that could rival you in length. It’s almost cute, really, watching you will that useless nub into semi-arousal with pathetic little thrusts of your hips, like a *** humping a pillow. And for what? So I can slap it disdainfully and watch it shrivel up in disappointment? So I can gather a gallon of my sweet nectar just to dignify your little baby carrot with a drop or two?
You’re lucky a real woman like me even deigns to touch you at all. I could have any man I want – tall, dark, and handsome studs who know how to use a cock. But I choose to waste my time on you, my adorable little worm. Because there’s something so enticing about utterly owning a man, about reducing him to a quivering puddle of needy desperation just by uttering a few choice words.
Maybe that’s why I love you, my sweet little loser. Because in making you feel small, I feel powerful. Because your weakness is my strength, your submission my domination. You may have a micro-penis, baby, but you’ve got the biggest balls of any man I’ve ever met – balls of steel, to even think you deserve a goddess like me.
So keep on being my pathetic little worm. Keep on craving the degrading affection only I can provide. Because in the end, we both know this is the only way you can even get it up at all. Don’t we?
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248