Welcome, my daring explorers, this story is a dive into the world of power play, where pleasure and pain intertwine in a delicious dance of dominance. It was a night of small cock humiliation, where I reigned supreme.
“You pathetic little worm,” I purred, towering over my weak-kneed sub. “Your tiny dicklet couldn’t satisfy a fly, let alone a goddess like me.” His small member twitched, a pathetic attempt at defiance. I laughed, grabbing his limp cock and shoving it in his face. “Worship it, you loser,” I commanded. He obeyed, his tongue snaking out to please me. But I wasn’t satisfied. I pushed him to his knees, his eyes level with my dripping bald pussy. “Beg, you little bitch,” I growled. He begged, his voice hoarse, but I denied him, my power absolute.
This confession is a display of raw dominance, where pleasure is in control. Are you craving submission, craving the weight of my scorn? Call me, and let’s explore the depths of your shame, where true pleasure lies in surrender. 💥👑🔥