As a dominatrix, I’ve seen my fair share of pathetic little cocks so I don’t feel bad when I have a Humiliation phone sex call. So when I saw that thing of yours for the firts time, I couldn’t believe how small yours was. It was almost like trying to find a needle in a haystack.
I remember the look on your face when I told you to take off your clothes and kneel before me. You were so eager to please, but little did you know that you were about to be humiliated beyond belief.
I made you worship my feet, knowing how much it would turn you on to be so close to my feminine power. And then, when I was ready, I told you to get on your knees and present your tiny cock to me.
I couldn’t help but laugh as I took it in my hand. It was so small and pathetic, I almost felt sorry for you…almost. Instead, I used it to my advantage, teasing and taunting you until you were begging for release.
But even then, I denied you. I told you that you would never please a woman with that thing, that it was good for nothing but jerking off to your pathetic little fantasies. I compared it to a pencil eraser, a piece of spaghetti, anything but the massive cocks that I deserve.
And then, just to add insult to injury, I told you about my pussy’s needs. How it craves the thick, meaty shaft of a big, black cock. How it aches for the kind of power and pleasure that only a real man can give.
You tried to protest, but I cut you off. “No, don’t you dare speak,” I said. “You’re nothing but a worthless little cocksucker, and I’ll never let you touch me again.”
And with that, I dismissed you, leaving you to wallow in your own shame and self-loathing. Because at the end of the day, that’s all you are: a worthless piece of shit with a tiny dick. I’m not sure if you’ll ever be able to handle a real woman, but I’m sure there’s a nice transvestite in the area who’d be happy to take care of your needs. As for me, I’m off to find a real man. Someone who can give me the pleasure I deserve!